Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

History has changed.

A ripple of emotion stirred within Liu Yong: "Is it because I was killed in the first historical segment?"

"Or is it because of something else?"

While pondering, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and went to see the Crown Prince of Daqian.

When he arrived at the designated location, he found that there were many people dressed as soldiers and officers gathered there.

After a brief inquiry, he discovered that all these people were named Liu Yong.

One hour...

Two hours...

Three hours...

No new Liu Yong ever came.

At this moment, the imposing Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty appeared, surrounded by a group of generals.

Many of Liu Yong's were extremely excited and knelt down to pay their respects.

The Crown Prince of Daqian smiled and said, "My fellow Liu Yongs, I have called you here today because one of you is quite special."

"So special that he died seventy years ago and is now alive again."

These words caused an uproar among Liu Yong's followers.

At this moment, the Crown Prince of Daqian smiled and continued, "The demons of Wulong Mountain want to kill this resurrected [Liu Yong]."

"So, this special [Liu Yong], I hope you will step forward and we will protect you."

"Otherwise, if those monsters can kill you, so can I."

Liu Yong, who serves as a historical anchor, curled his lip in disdain.

Kill me?

Heh, after you kill me, history will be reset.

In this history, I am immortal and indestructible; within the same realm, I am invincible.

But... why did I die in the previous era?

Or was he killed by someone named [Ying Jiaren]?

That shouldn't be happening!

In these years, I am invincible.

Could it be that these future beings are not targeting me with their vision for this period of time?

They're targeting other people, so why are they trying to kill me?

But if it were someone else, they wouldn't be here in this era.

At this moment, Liu Yong's mind became increasingly confused.

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Wulong Mountain:

Inside the palace, the royal family was quite disappointed.

Because even a powerful figure like Accelerator couldn't create the Purple Mansion in their current world.

And so, everyone gave up completely.

At this moment, the army of the Great Qian Empire swept in. After a brief discussion, the group decided how to search for Liu Yong among the millions of soldiers.

However, at that moment, a cultivator came rushing in: "Cave Heaven cultivators, I want you to assemble at the cannon."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan and the others immediately transformed into streaks of light and headed straight for the location of the cannons.

call out!call out!call out!

Wang Quan and his group roared, and from a great distance, they could see the great cultivators of the cave heaven standing on the huge cannon barrel.

At this moment, the huge cannon sprouted arms and took a rag to wipe the barrel.

As Wang Quan and the others landed on it, the cannon spirit boomed, "Welcome! Welcome!"

Many cultivators ignored it and instead looked at the cultivators in the cave.

One of the cultivators from the grotto-heaven said, "The spies have sent word that the Crown Prince of the Great Qian has gathered all the soldiers named Liu... Yong together."

"The spy sensed something was amiss and relayed the message back."

"We only realized after hearing the name that this was the name of our destination."

"Everyone... are we right?"

The cultivators in the cave had long realized that they had forgotten Liu Yong's name.

After noticing the anomaly, they were unsure and that's why they called Wang Quan and the others over.

Wang Quan nodded: "That's right, the target is Liu Yong."

"My lords, now that we've pinpointed the target location, shall we dispatch all our elite troops to storm it and decide the outcome in one decisive battle?"

Other legendary cultivators also spoke up: "My lords, can we settle this with a single battle?"

These few cultivators from the grotto-heavens were secretly delighted upon seeing this.

They originally wanted to settle the score in one battle, end this contest as soon as possible, and return to the real world.

They were just worried that these legendary cultivators, like Wang Quan, might have other ideas, so they called them over to ask and sound them out.

Ultimately, the task of eliminating the "target" still depends on Wang Quan and others.

Seeing that everyone else also wanted to settle the score in one battle, the cultivators of the cave were naturally delighted.

The group quickly discussed their fighting strategy and ultimately decided to launch a most ferocious attack centered around the super cannon.

Because of the highest level of royal legend, he was put in charge of controlling the cannons.

"Fire in the direction you feel like it, fire in the direction you want."

"We have specially arranged for 100,000 monks to forge cannonballs for you."

"There are also more than 10,000 cultivators helping you maintain this cannon spirit."

Wang Quan nodded: "No problem!"

At this time, the other legendary cultivators who were not special figures also received a large number of magical artifacts.

These magical artifacts, after being refined through the methods of the idiot path, have become slightly less intelligent, but their loyalty has increased dramatically.

call out!call out!call out!

One after another, magical artifacts whistled and scattered around the legendary cultivators.

These cultivators opened their mouths and spewed out streams of magical power, imprinting them onto the objects and gaining control over them.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Clusters of clouds whistled through the air, and cultivators descended upon them.

Many cultivators engaged in combat either wielded bows and arrows, spears, javelins, or carried boxes of hollowed-out iron balls as they descended upon the surface.

Click!Click!

Guided by the monks, the enormous crossbow climbed to the appropriate position on its own.

Monsters carried arrows as thick as roof beams and installed them.

The monsters that wield catapults and small cannons silently clean their shells, ready to fire at any moment.

A slingshot spirit wiped a stone carved with all sorts of strange patterns, then placed it on a spoon, panting heavily.

There was a cannon spirit that silently swallowed mouthfuls of gunpowder to gather its strength.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

One after another, wind monsters, cheeks puffed out, gathered in front of the giant horns.

These horns, dripping with fresh blood, were just pulled down by the bull demons; they were practically brand new.

They are waiting, waiting for the cannons to roar.

At this moment, Wang Quan, standing on the cannon, took a deep breath.

He looked around and found that many cultivators from grotto-heavens, blessed lands, Dharma forms, and native powerhouses were staring straight at him.

At that moment, he closed his eyes.

At the same time, a large amount of magical power was spewed from his mouth and landed on the super cannon at his feet.

Click!

Click!

The super cannon rotated gently, adjusting its angle.

Instead of firing randomly based on his feelings, Wang Quan locked onto the coordinates provided by the cultivators of the cave and, without any hesitation, detonated all his magical power.

boom!

The magic power instantly transformed into lightning and fire, exploding with a deafening roar.

The raging lightning and fire ignited the gunpowder inside the cannon monster in an instant.

The next instant, the gunpowder exploded.

The terrifying impact propelled the six- or seven-hundred-meter-long shell, sending it hurtling out with a mournful whistling sound.

At the same moment, Wang Quan continued to unleash his magic, which formed rings of exploding fireballs inside the cannon, propelling the cannonballs once again.

boom!

The shell was fired.

One after another, wind monsters and fire spirits, urged on by other cultivators, frantically coiled around the cannons.

The wind and fire swept and spun, propelling the cannonballs whistling as they hurtled towards the central army camp of the Great Qian Empire.