In front of Lin Di and the others, the glowing soul force beams were unleashed, akin to molten lava streaking across the sky, forming perfect arcs toward their distant targets, primarily dense forest areas.
Wherever the magma soul cannons struck, fierce fires erupted, turning vast expanses of spirit wood forests into seas of flames.
The light force cannons, while having moderate power, compensated with their rapid firing rate. Their shots had no fixed target; instead, they struck wherever possible, showering destruction randomly across the battlefield.
The heavy siege cannons, designed specifically for breaching fortifications, unleashed beams of soul force that, upon impact, split into countless smaller beams. These rained down like droplets on enemy fortresses.
In an instant, the once-impenetrable walls of the Yun family's cities crumbled, reduced to fiery ruins. Without the protective arrays in place, the cities stood no chance against the enhanced soul cannon bombardment under the influence of the Huaxia World Array. The previously indomitable cities of the Yun family were quickly engulfed in flames.
"Damn it! It's that thing!" Within the ruins of a shattered city, members of the Yun family and their subsidiary forces soared into the sky, glaring angrily toward the source of the devastation: the massive, mounted soul cannons in Lin Qian's ranks. Their eyes burned with hatred.
However, before they could react, a shadow loomed over them.
As they looked ahead, they saw the massive Aerial Warships slowly advancing in their direction, their metallic sheen glinting ominously in the light. The ships, with their deep black hulls, resembled terrifying beasts from the abyss, ready to devour everything in their path.
"What… what is that!?" The leader of the group shouted in fear and disbelief.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
At that moment, the soul cannons mounted on the warships rotated, their barrels now aimed directly at the Yun family members. The cannons absorbed the abundant spiritual energy of the Central Region, rapidly charging for the next attack.
Compared to the Southern Region, the Central Region had a much higher density of spiritual energy, allowing the cannons to charge faster and more efficiently.
Boom!
The cannons on the warships fired beams of concentrated soul force, striking the Yun family members head-on. They didn't even have time to retaliate before being obliterated into fragments.
As the flames raged and the ground below turned to scorched earth, it became clear that Lin Qian had no intention of preserving anything for future rule, unlike the previous battle at Guling Prefecture. This time, he sought only destruction, launching an all-out assault on the Yun family.
In truth, Lin Qian's plan was simple: to completely annihilate the Yun family's territory. The rebuilding process would come later. The Huaxia Empire had the resources and capabilities to rebuild the provinces, and the new structures would be far superior to the old ones.
Lin Qian had no interest in making it easier to control the Yun family's 190 provinces. All he cared about was ensuring that the Yun family, which had once oppressed his parents, was crushed under the weight of fear and destruction.
There was no mercy in war. Now that Lin Qian had decided to attack, he would show no compassion.
As the Emperor of the Huaxia Empire, Lin Qian was merciful to his own people, but ruthless toward his enemies.
While Lin Qian observed the ongoing destruction coldly, Yun Fan stood at the railing of the Huaxia Imperial Flagship, closely monitoring the battlefield.
The situation was entirely one-sided—a pure massacre.
The Huaxia Imperial Flagship and the Aerial Warships advanced slowly, but the soul cannons fired continuously, never ceasing, as if they were incapable of fatigue.
Of course, they were machines, incapable of understanding the concept of exhaustion.
Yun Fan couldn't help but reminisce about the past, recalling how he had once led the Yun family's forces into battle. Before every siege, they had to make careful preparations, strategize in detail, and rely heavily on the success of their formation masters.
Now, his grandson's approach was completely different. In the span of a single battle, over twenty cities had fallen, and not a single casualty had been reported on their side.
At most, the Yun family's forces barely had time to engage before they were blasted into nothingness by the soul cannons, reduced to piles of ash before even reaching close combat.
By this point, they had penetrated deep into the Yun family's territory. The previously scattered soul cannon attacks had ceased, and the magma-like attacks no longer appeared. Only the vibrant, multi-colored beams of light force cannons continued to rain down.
Yun Fan didn't understand why, but Lin Qian did.
The soul cannons were positioned at the borders. According to Lin Qian's plan, they would serve as defensive measures after the initial assault. The range of the cannons was limited, and the heavy siege cannons could only fire twice per day. By now, they had moved beyond the range of the magma cannons.
Only the light force cannons had a long enough range, but they, too, had reached their limit.
"As we move further, the cannons will no longer be able to attack," Lin Qian muttered, watching the burning cities in the distance. "Next, we'll rely on the Imperial Army and Beast Corps."
Hearing Lin Qian's murmuring, Yun Fan curiously glanced at the nearby Aerial Warships, which were filled with soldiers.
These soldiers, according to Lin Qian, were part of the Huaxia Empire's military, composed of the Imperial Army and the Beast Corps.
Among them, there were many powerful figures, all of whom were at the Ninth Stage of the Transcendent Realm, just like him.
On these five Aerial Warships alone, there were sixty Ninth Stage Transcendent powerhouses!
Realizing this, Yun Fan was stunned. Even the most powerful human force, the Yuan family, didn't possess such a vast number of Ninth Stage Transcendent experts!
And yet, his grandson had them under his command.
"Qian'er, why aren't these sixty Ninth Stage Transcendent experts leading the charge elsewhere? Wouldn't it be more effective if they led smaller groups and attacked from multiple directions?" Yun Fan suggested, unable to comprehend why Lin Qian concentrated his strongest forces in one place.
Lin Qian smiled and responded seriously, "Grandfather, I fully understand your point and have already implemented that strategy."
"Then why are your strongest subordinates all here?" Yun Fan still couldn't make sense of it.