One Sword Annihilated the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountains

The Dao Child of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace was exceptionally polite and warm.

"Chong Yuanzi..."

Amid the encircling fleet,

Jiang Ding studied the young man in the Eight Trigrams Daoist robe ten thousand li away, carefully looking him up and down, inch by inch.

The young man had a square, resolute face and an extraordinary bearing. Even standing there casually, he radiated immense authority, like someone born to rule, the future master of this realm.

Apart from An Tuzi, this was the first living Dao Child of the Nine Great Immortal Sects he had ever seen.

Brother, you smell so good...

The thought inexplicably surfaced in Jiang Ding's mind.

This fellow was so much better than An Tuzi.

An Tuzi would only let him look, never touch. If Jiang Ding got even slightly close, he immediately requested the Central Array-Spirit Computer's attention. More alert than a rabbit, he fled at the slightest whisper of trouble.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and pointed it ahead.

"Fire."

There was no need to say anything else. The living should not speak to dead things; people would take him for a madman.

"Yes!"

Ou Yanghui saluted.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The commanders of the forty-eight army groups saluted.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The entire fleet teleported within ten thousand li of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace's realm-anchoring pillar. Warship cannons and the main guns of the Aerospace Fighters roared together!

The sound shook ten thousand li. Heaven and earth fell silent, and ripples like water spread through space.

Slender beams of light sprang from the gun barrels, rapidly combining into army-group annihilation beams dozens of kilometers across.

The forty-eight army-group beams combined again. Runes emerged within the colossal annihilation beam, on the verge of linking together and undergoing a qualitative transformation. It radiated a terrifying