Chapter 1129: The Xianmen's Expedition of Hundreds of Millions of Warships to Jiao Jiao Mingyu

Numerous Canghai Tianjun gathered in the starry sky.

Yuan, far at the center, spoke at length, recounting his various insights, dangers, and doubts regarding his advancement to Refining Void, as well as the parts he himself still found confusing.

His divine sense split into tens of thousands of strands, simultaneously lecturing the many Canghai Tianjun and Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun, and accepting their inquiries.

Many Canghai Tianjun—especially younger cultivators like Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun who had not yet reached the peak of Soul Transformation—were actually quite clueless, not understanding many things at all.

But under Yuan's meticulous and patient guidance, they too grasped part of it.

"Mm, mm-hmm."

"Understood!"

The many Canghai Tianjun nodded from time to time, like bewildered little chicks in a classroom.

Never mind whether they could understand or not.

Learning a little is a little; if they couldn't grasp it, they first wrote it down, then slowly comprehended and recalled it through later cultivation and combat—and in this way, they could often improve and advance bit by bit.

Xianmen citizens grew up in such an outrageously superior educational environment.

Countless accumulated details were what made it possible to supply a single realm-dominating faction with the talent of an entire realm—stronger than the combined talent of the whole realm, with surplus to spare, and even now there were still people slumbering, awaiting their Soul Transformation opportunity.

Jiang Ding likewise benefited greatly from this lecture; his own path of Soul Transformation, his path of Order, became much clearer.

Xianmen's greatest strength has always been education—this is the foundation.

The Supreme Administrator is the greatest educator; the many Canghai Tianjun and Master Dinghai Zhenjun beneath him all have real skill in teaching. Each generation of cultivators, while being carefully instructed by their predecessors, also patiently instructs the next—inheritance works exactly like this.

This lecture lasted a full five years before it slowly came to an end.

The instant the lecture ended, the many Canghai Tianjun returned once more to their starry fortresses; countless military formation runes reconnected and spread out, centered on Yuan this time, and a more terrifying aura appeared between heaven and earth, even causing faint echoes to ripple through the endless realm's starry sky.

As if yet another generation of realm-invincible being had emerged into the world.

Jiang Ding did not join the military formation—he had his own plan—and at this moment he drew a slight breath.

Within the Xianmen military formation of hundreds of millions, centered on Yuan, he saw certain shadows—the shadow of the last-generation Great Sun Sword Master, Zou Zou Xiyuan. Even though he was still no match, he was already drawing close.

Xianmen was far stronger than before.

At present, the Badaxian Sect might no longer be the stronger side; Xianmen no longer had to rely solely on blood-fierce courage and fearlessness to drive them back, but could now stand as equals in straight-up strength.

"Can we… strike first and destroy the Badaxian Sect?"

Jiang Ding blurted out such a sentence without thinking.

When a tiger harbors ill intent toward a man, a man may also harbor the will to slay the tiger!

As long as we destroy the Badaxian Sect, then seal off the realm passage—

develop for a thousand or two thousand years, birth multiple Refining Void cultivators, manufacture planet-class warships, then send out troops to sweep across Jiao Jiao Mingyu—the two realms will welcome true peace.

The many Xianmen Canghai Tianjun were taken aback, then their eyes began to flicker.

Many revealed killing intent.

For Xianmen's Canghai Tianjun, the hatred had never been forgotten—only temporarily hidden. Now, did it seem like a heaven-sent opportunity?

"It won't work."

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun shook his head slightly: "Those eight old things are far too wary of us; they've laid countless hidden traps within the realm passage. It's not something we can just seal up whenever we want."

"Besides, our strength…"

He looked toward Yuan.

"Our strength is still not enough."

Yuan cut in: "Those eight Dao companions—if they confirm they've entered a certain-death situation, they will certainly not lack the courage to fight to the death. Their combat power will then surge enormously."

"Under such circumstances, we might have to sacrifice the vast majority of our comrades before we could possibly achieve final victory. There's even a thirty percent chance of mutual annihilation, and a twenty percent chance of them winning a bitter victory."

"Don't underestimate these Xianzong."

"Furthermore, we still need to consider the enormous variable of the Jiao Demon Imperial Clan. After all, the Jiao Demon Imperial Clan is a race that has produced a Dao-Combining powerhouse; the clan's underlying reserves have never been fully ascertained. It's entirely possible they possess the means to annihilate the Nine Spirit Realm."

"Taking everything into account, now is still not the right time for an internal war."

"I was thinking too rashly."

Jiang Ding felt a little embarrassed, his face slightly flushed, thinking himself too young and naive.

Though only a little.

In Xianmen's strategy, any cultivator has the right to offer opinions—it is not some taboo subject restricted to only a few elites for discussion.

The blue-clothed youth's face flushed slightly, the shy appearance of a sixteen-year-old boy.

Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun and the others felt a chill in their hearts.

"Next, I hereby announce the latest resolution of the Xianmen Citizens' Assembly."

Amid the solemn military formation of hundreds of millions of warships, Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun stepped forward, produced an official document with a red header, and solemnly proclaimed: "For the long-term peace and order of the Nine Spirit Realm; to liberate the countless humans and beings of all races of Jiao Jiao Mingyu who are oppressed by the evil slave-protagonist Jiao Demon Imperial Clan; to free Jiao Jiao Mingyu and bring light to all its sentient beings."

"The Xianmen resolves: dispatch troops to Jiao Jiao Mingyu!"

"This deployment comprises the Xianmen Thirty-Six Tiangang Army Groups and the Seventy-Two Disha Army Groups, totaling one hundred three million nine hundred twenty-nine thousand seven hundred seventy-one vessels of all types—starry fortresses, sky motherships, sky warships, and sky fighters—jointly organized as the Xianmen First Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Front Army."

"The Citizens' Assembly appoints Yuan as Marshal of the Xianmen First Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Front Army."

"Appoints Senior Wanji Canghai Tianjun as Deputy Mar—

—shal of the Xianmen First Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Front Army."

"Appoints Cang Hai Canghai Tianjun as Vice Marshal of the Xianmen First Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Front Army."

"Appoints…"

"Appoints Mie Ri Canghai Tianjun…"

"…"

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun read out the resolutions of the Xianmen Citizens' Assembly one by one, and handed over the appointment letters; cultivators whose true bodies were stationed in Jiao Jiao Mingyu received theirs through their avatars.

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun announced one by one the appointments of the General-rank Canghai Tianjun of each starry fleet.

The remaining lower-level unit appointments were transmitted by the Central Formation Spirit Computer—every last detail, down to the lowest-ranking Foundation Establishment private, was personally appointed by the Xianmen Citizens' Assembly.

Even Foundation Establishment rank-and-file are loyal to the Immortal Gate Citizens' Assembly, answerable to the Citizens' Assembly, not to any one individual.

"The Immortal Gate seems determined to claim Jiao Jiao Mingyu…"

Jiang Ding watched this scene, his heart stirred as well.

The Immortal Gate's citizens had been fully mobilized, but the true adversary was not the Badaxian Sect—it was Jiao Jiao Mingyu. They wished to sortie with their entire force, to win broad living space for the Immortal Gate's citizens in a single battle, so that future Immortal Gate Void Refinement cultivators would no longer be crowded, and internal conflicts would no longer surface and erupt into infighting.

The Immortal Gate—this was throwing the entire nest out!

Jiang Ding suspected that Yuan and the others had already made the worst-case preparations—namely, facing the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan and the Badaxian Sect alone under extreme circumstances—and only then decided to stake everything on one throw.

"…By appointment, Pingyang Canghai Tianjun shall serve as Army Commander of the Eighteenth Army of the Seventy-Second Earth-Fiend Group Army."

Zhenjun Shenji Canghai Tianjun read out each Citizens' Assembly resolution in turn, then bowed deeply at the end: "The grand situation of Jiao Jiao Mingyu is entrusted to you all. I hope that however you went, so shall you return—not one missing."

"Return bearing victory!"

He would not go on campaign, but would hold the seat at the Immortal Gate, ensuring the absolute safety of the home star.

"Ha! It shall be so!"

"Ten thousand victories!"

Yuan laughed. Amid the hundreds of millions of warships, his aura was terrifying beyond compare, towering beyond compare, nearly suffocating.

"Ten thousand victories!"

"Ten thousand victories!!!"

Hundreds of millions of Immortal Gate soldiers roared.

Countless spatial chaos array patterns emerged among the Immortal Gate fleet. This stretch of heaven and earth was exactly as if an endless spatial storm had broken out—space churned in utter upheaval, and the cosmic star rivers spanning millions of kilometers of defense were shaken to the point of collapse, as if an entire world were pushing forward.

Representing the Immortal Gate's most elite military array technology, the spatial jump of hundreds of millions of warships had begun!