Desperate Lambs

[Science Eliminates Immortals] Fake Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Casting fire and water magic, controlling flying swords to decapitate enemies from several tens of steps away, and possessing a shield magic tool for both offense and defense.
Real Qi Practicing Phase cultivators: Driving a Type 99 main battle tank, equipped with a 125mm magic tool main gun pulled by Divine Sense, two 12.7mm anti-aircraft and anti-field magic tool machine guns corrected by Divine Sense, nine assorted electromagnetic missiles suspended at the rear of the tank, drawn together by Divine Sense, and four reconnaissance drones, bombing enemies to ashes from 20 kilometers away.
Even more real Nascent Soul cultivator: Operating an Air-Space Mothership cluster, with a combat range spanning thousands of miles...

Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Just reading this name evoked a profound sadness within him; his eyes swelled, brimming with tears, beyond his control.


Instantaneously, those two characters, separated by who knows how many tens of thousands of years, forcibly infected him with an affliction he could not resist.


As though every living creature must feel sorrow.


Every being must be solemn, must be reverent.


This was not swayed by the will of an individual cultivator.


Rather, it was a legacy of some immensely superior being—far beyond the Refining Nothingness stage—whose will once lingered in the world: the world altering for their sake, existing because of them.


The traces of this supreme will, even after tens of thousands of years, still profoundly affected the operation of the world.


"What kind of existence could this be..."


Chapter 982: The Name of the Fallen Immortal