Chapter 1137: The Nine Immortal Sects Besiege the Ancient Emperor

"Many techniques of the Blood Vine Demon clan are very useful to the Immortal Gate."

Jiang Ding fell into thought, especially about that one thing that had directly caused the Blood Vine Demon clan to fall from a tremendous advantage into defeat.

The military tally.

Its principle seemed to be isolating Void Refinement, leaving Soul Transformation ranks to fight alone in a bloodbath?

"Ha,"

"Haha!"

Jiang Ding suddenly smiled faintly.

The Immortal Gate, without any Void Refinement cultivators, could already become the strongest among the Jiudaxian Sect!

If some race thought that, after being bolstered by many formation advantages, they could send some juniors, so-called Emperor Sons or Ancient Emperor Sons, to take on head-on a fully prepared Immortal Gate faction, that would be quite a sight.

"However, experience tells me that the brilliant achievements of an Immortal Dao civilization will definitely not be so rigid… there might be other variations, like curses, like suppression, even summoning unknown beings…"

"That must be a terrifying, heritage-level method of that race…"

Jiang Ding's smile faded.

These things, he could not judge anything—his own strength was too weak, his vision too narrow.

Old rules: package it up and upload it to the Immortal Gate, and specially mark it as high-confidentiality, high-value information, to be transmitted to the command of the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Expeditionary Army of the First Horn.

With this matter done, Jiang Ding's expression went blank, and he sat quietly in the Fire Spirit Palace.

The tasks assigned by the main body were finished; in the years to come, he would continue to nurture the Immortal Gate's subsidiary factions, so that the Immortal Gate faction would possess even more potential.

……

Time flowed like water, and several decades quickly passed.

The distant commander's Immortal Gate fleet of hundreds of millions of warships had successfully entered the Jiao Jiao Mingyu, lurking in the pitch-black starry sky.

Looking around at this moment, the Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Dao Soldiers of the Qingmuxian Sect, the Primeval Beast Blood Dao Soldiers of the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect, the Heavenly Palace Divine Generals Dao Soldiers of the Xuantian Heavenly Palace… the Dao Soldiers of all eight sects stood silently, like terrifying Void Refinement giant beasts, radiating terrifying auras.

Compared to many years ago, the Dao Soldiers of the Badaxian Sect were clearly much stronger.

This was because they had received technical sharing from the Immortal Gate, and many high-ranking Dao Soldier officers had studied at the Immortal Gate military academy, greatly improving their command abilities.

The Immortal Gate naturally had also benefited from the other techniques.

At this moment, Yuan and eight imposing beings conversed in low voices; the atmosphere among them was very harmonious, with no hostility at all.

"The things recorded in the Blood Vine Demon Emperor Son's inheritance…"

"These two races and that faction called the Ancient God Dao seem to have many connections… should we plot again? That terrifying domain-wide grand formation seems to exceed the scope of Dao Merging… but that's impossible, the Horn Demon Imperial Clan cannot bear such a thing…"

Some great beings hesitated.

They possessed uppe

realm inheritances, and had broad vision in many things; they were not ignorant native factions.

"No need."

"No need for that."

Almost simultaneously, several great beings immediately said.

"No need to keep waiting."

A great being of the Tianji Xiangong said coldly: "For this opportunity, my sect paid a tremendous price. Twenty-one Soul Transformation cultivators of the Tianji Xiangong died, and this old man himself was severely wounded. Although we received compensation, it is still not enough."

"This old man asserts that even if we wait longer, we will not find a better opportunity."

"So what if these alien races are powers above Dao Merging?"

"It's nothing more than a fight to the death. Succeed or fail, that's all. Since we have already made formal contact, where do so many foolproof, absolutely safe options come from?"

This person, the highest achiever of the Tianji Dao within the Nine Spirit Domain, made his own judgment.

"Since that is so…"

The great beings exchanged glances.

"Then we fight."

"Fight."

"Attack."

"……"

Nine voices—some calm, some icy, some filled with killing intent—sounded simultaneously across the heavens and earth. Hundreds of millions of human warships and Dao Soldiers moved with them, tearing apart the concealment, instantly raising towering waves and boundless killing intent in the endless galaxy.

……

At the same time, in the center of the Cangyan Star Domain, the Cangyan Holy Land.

A magnificent palace with blue flames burning fiercely sat within the pitch-black galaxy, linked through formations to dozens of Minor Thousand Worlds, gathering the tidal forces of dozens of worlds to form a chaotic Immortal's traveling palace, radiating an incomparably heavy, incomparably scorching aura; any single wisp of blue flame could instantly incinerate a Soul Transformation cultivator, body and soul destroyed.

This was the secluded cultivation place of the Cangyan Ancient Emperor.

In the past, this place had always been silent, soundless for hundreds or thousands of years; the lifespan of a Great Emperor was too long, so long that many took the silence and cold here for eternity.

In fact, this was not the truth.

Today, this place had become much livelier. Many Kings, Emperor Sons, and Great Emperors were feasting here, with continuous laughter and merriment, a scene of great festivity.

They had come here to celebrate the birth of the Three Emperors Pact.

The so-called Three Emperors Pact was, under the influence of many factors—especially the matchmaking efforts of the Flame Stone Great Emperor, who had paid countless hardships—an alliance decided upon by the Cangyan Ancient Emperor, the Tianyou Ancient Emperor, and the Black Soul Ancient Emperor, to cope with the increasingly vast and terrifying power of the Mingxu Ancient Emperor and to maintain the foundations of the Ancient Emperor families.

Such a pact was nothing unusual; in the era when nine Ancient Emperors coexisted, Ancient Emperors would form or break alliances from time to time, countless times throughout history.

However, this time, because of the Mingxu Ancient Emperor's extraordinary strength, it might be different.

In the deepest part of the blue flame palace, the atmosphere

was somewhat heavy, not as cheerful as the Kings outside. Over a dozen Great Emperors sat quietly, with the three Ancient Emperors—led by the Cangyan Ancient Emperor—at the very center.

"Mingxu grows ever stronger."

"Is he truly going to ascend to Jiao Ming Emperor?"

The Ancient Emperor of Azure Flames gazed with complex eyes, filled with jealousy and unwillingness, before finally sinking into silence. He transmitted a thought to the two Ancient Emperors beside him: "The Imperial Clan is a race of warriors. If we can slay Ming Xu, we may well inherit his imperial fortune."

"Even if we are defeated, it is merely dying a few thousand years earlier. It is not a bad bargain. The three of us were already nearing the end of our lifespans..."

"Azure Flames, there is no need for such pessimism."

The Ancient Emperor of Heavenly Nether sneered: "Ming Xu merely defeated three Ancient Emperors working together. He is still far from the level of the Jiao Ming Emperor. If he goes too far, the six of us may well form a blood pact to join forces and slay him. History is not lacking in such powerful Ancient Emperors; the vast majority of them eventually died."

"Hehehe!"

"Indeed! Ancient Emperors do not die naturally, but if Ming Xu seeks his own death, then it is no fault of ours..."

The voice of the Ancient Emperor of Black Soul was cold and gloomy.

The three Ancient Emperors discussed the grand situation of the realm via transmitted thoughts. The Great Emperors sat upright and solemn, appearing completely obedient to their monarch, ready to sacrifice their lives for him.

"Three Your Majesties,"

At this moment, the Great Emperor of Flame Stone suddenly stood up, walked to the side of the three Ancient Emperors, and bowed deeply.

"What is it, Flame Stone?"

The Ancient Emperor of Azure Flames smiled: "This alliance owes much to you. If you had not risked your life to make contact repeatedly, the matter might not have succeeded. Previously, my foolish son offended you many times; please forgive him. It was merely the ignorance of a young child who did not understand the elder's deep intentions. Do not take it to heart."

"You have worked hard."

The Ancient Emperor of Heavenly Nether and the Ancient Emperor of Black Soul also looked toward the Great Emperor of Flame Stone, their gazes revealing a hint of friendliness.

"Three Your Majesties,"

"It is nothing major, merely a trivial matter."

A smile appeared on the face of the Great Emperor of Flame Stone.

Boom!

In the next instant, his body exploded violently. The core of the Flame Rule detonated of its own accord. Flesh and bone fragments of Great Emperor level scattered in all directions, yet without great power. Instead, they formed clusters of dark red blood droplets that dispersed in all directions, falling upon the palace and the surrounding space, black and foul-smelling.

Where he had stood, only a crystal sphere-shaped rule cube remained, which instantly melted.

Hum!

Buzz-buzz!

Countless space runes bloomed. Amidst the overwhelming light, countless starships, countless Ancient Green Wood Dao Soldiers, and countless Ancient Beast Blood Dao Soldiers descended, sealing, surrounding, and suppressing the entire Azure Flames Sacred Land.

Hundreds of thousands of li of starry sky froze under the terrifying pressure.

All the dazzling changes occurred

in an instant.

"What?"

The three Ancient Emperors of Azure Flames were first slightly stunned, then their faces changed wildly as they suddenly rose to their feet.