Chapter 1206

Jiao Jiao Mingyu.

Countless spatial-transport Bai Guangs bloomed, the starry sea rolled like waves, and countless hazy runes appeared.

After a long while, space stabilized, and a blazing sun with a diameter of ninety thousand kilometers appeared between heaven and earth, radiating boundless brilliance, adding a touch of warmth to the cold, deathly silence of Jiao Jiao Mingyu's starry sky.

"Jiao Jiao Mingyu,"

"Coming here again..."

Jiang Ding gazed into the distance for a long time, his expression showing a hint of reminiscence.

He had spent a very memorable time here; the Flame Stream Emperor's Son, the Azure Sky Emperor's Son, the Azure Flame Ancient Emperor's Son, the Nether Heaven Ancient Prince... all were interesting people who brought him much joy... no, difficulties.

"Second Marshal,"

"You may come here often in the future, if you advance to the Void Refining stage."

Teacher Gu Lin Canghai Tianjun added from the side: "If everything goes smoothly, the Immortal Gate may see a political situation with eastern and western capitals. The Immortal Gate's Mother Star naturally cannot be lost, as it concerns our homeland and our retreat route, so the Mother Star cannot be abandoned and the capital moved as easily as with the Badaxian Sect."

"Here in the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie of Jiao Jiao Mingyu, a political center naturally needs to be established as well."

"If you advance to Void Refining in the future, you may be appointed by the Immortal Gate as the military commander of a regional army, perhaps the Immortal Gate's Jiao Jiao Mingyu Regional Army."

"Void Refining... that is still a very distant matter."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

He thought of something else.

"Speaking of this retreat route, the End of Facheng, I think we have not protected it strictly enough."

"The loopholes in information leakage are huge; it is truly inappropriate that the concept of the End of Facheng exists within the divine souls of the two of us."

"If we face a higher-level, powerful enemy requiring the entire Immortal Gate sect to flee, it might be because one person is captured, causing our foundations to fail and leading to the complete destruction of the Immortal Gate."

"I think we should promote a regulation to delete these concepts from our divine souls."

"If we ourselves do not know, stronger enemies naturally have no way to learn."

"This..."

Teacher Gu Lin Canghai Tianjun was stunned, then his expression turned serious, and he nodded slowly.

In the past, there was no issue; everyone knew the strength of the Badaxian Sect, but now that there is a risk of contact with higher-level Immortal Dao civilizations, the existing security regulations are insufficient.

When survival and the retreat route are at stake, one can never be too cautious.

"Speaking of deleting information from the divine soul, I seem to recall something; I seem to have voluntarily deleted a piece of information from my divine soul hundreds or even thousands of years ago, which seemed to relate to a major Immortal Gate plan."

Jiang Ding showed a thoughtful expression; a segment of memory in his divine soul appeared blank.

But there was no damage; that part of the divine soul still had a note, done by himself, waiting for specific conditions to trigger, after which the memory would be restored.

The wound, that fragment of the divine soul still bears an annotation: he did it himself. Once specific conditions are triggered, the memory will be restored in full.

Teacher Gu Lin Canghai Tianjun did not answer.

The Great Sun Sword Son's authority within the Immortal Gate was far higher than hers; many things only he knew, others could not hint at anything, and the Immortal Gate's confidentiality regulations also required it.

"Forget it, since I did it voluntarily, I will not force it."

Jiang Ding gave up the intention to recall, his gaze turning to a shining star in the distance, its aura somewhat familiar.

In the Immortal Dao realms, such a star is not a sun; it could be one of the myriad constellations, a powerful lifeform, or a Minor Thousand World.

This star is the latter, named Mo Shi Xiao Gao Jie, formerly the ancestral land of the Flame Stone Great Emperor's family.

After the Nine Spirit Realm Immortal Sect Alliance launched its attack, this Minor Thousand World was designated as the Immortal Gate's war spoils; for a time, it provided the Immortal Gate with many heavenly treasures and spirit stones, but later, instigated by the Shadow Demon Abyss, a rebellion occurred, and many citizens were slaughtered by the ruling race of this Minor Thousand World, the Demon Rock Clan.

The Great Sun Dayang Tianchi hesitated not at all, flying toward this Minor Thousand World.

Dayang Dayang Tianchi hesitated not at all, flying toward this Minor Thousand World.

"Let me see what strength those people and races who dared to slaughter citizens possess..."

"Let me see what strength the people and races who dared to slaughter citizens possess..."

Mo Shi Xiao Gao Jie.

Demon Flame Emperor Palace.

This place was originally the ancestral land of the Flame Stone Great Emperor's family of the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan; it experienced the Immortal Gate's rule center, and finally became the Demon Flame Emperor Palace, serving as the ancestral land of the Demon Rock Clan and the location of the Demon Flame Holy City.

For hundreds of years, in the hearts of many Demon Rock Clan members, this place was the Demon Rock Emperor Clan—yes, this is how they referred to themselves—the birthplace of countless heroes of the Demon Rock Emperor Clan; countless Demon Rock Clan members longed for this place, regarding it as their sole life goal.

The many kings of the Demon Rock Clan often liked to feast and drink here, laughing and celebrating, sometimes continuing for decades before stopping.

Such banquets were called the Demon Flame Grand Assembly.

Within the entire Demon Rock Clan, only the many kings, the descendants of kings, and the geniuses and heroes of the clan were qualified to participate, enjoying countless heavenly treasures, envied and resented by other clan members and slave races.

Among the entire Demon Rock Clan, only the many Kings and their descendants, along with the clan's prodigies and heroes, were qualified to participate, enjoying countless heavenly treasures, envied and resented by the other clan members and slave races.

"Hahaha!"

"Who would have thought our clan could reach this day; the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan, this lowly race, enslaved us, an act of great treason, rejected by the heavens, finally ending up in such a state!"

Within the magnificent flame-burning palace of the Flame Stone family of the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan in the past, several kings of the Demon Rock Clan laughed and danced; a wine jar the size of a mountain peak was lifted by one king, pouring out river-like fragrant wine, which he poured into his own bottomless giant mouth.

In the past, within the magnificent Burning Flame Palace of the Flame Stone Family of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, several Kings of the Demon Rock Clan laughed and danced; a wine jar as large as a Shanfeng was lifted by one King, pouring out river-like, mellow wine that was poured into his own bottomless giant mouth.

Another king of the Demon Rock Clan held up a small mountain full of pills, chewing them in large bites, the medicinal fragrance overflowing.

Yet another king of the Demon Rock Clan was obsessed with fragrant tiger meat, a food that previously belonged only to the nobility of the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan, which he swallowed without care, never feeling full no matter how much he ate...

All these things, in some way, revealed a crude air of sudden wealth.

In comparison, the eating manners of other Nascent Soul and Jin Dan-level talents of the Demon Rock Clan were much more elegant, possessing a demeanor of calmness and composure.

"Demon Fire, you few are too crude; do not corrupt the younger generation."

The strongest of the Demon Rock Clan, an old friend of the former Dong Xue He Wang, the most loyal servant of the Flame Stream Emperor's Son, Demon Mountain King, laughed and scolded.

"Demon Fire, you lot are too crude—don't lead the younger generation astray."

The strongest of the Demon Rock Clan, the former Dong Xue He Wang's old friend, and Flame Flow Prince's most loyal retainer, Demon Mountain King, cursed with a laugh.

He was the strongest of his clan, the ruler of a Minor Thousand World, his bearing solemn and imposing, no longer the cautious, timid figure he had been before the Flame-Flow Emperor's son; he was the Laozu Sect of the entire world.

"Big Brother, why bother with this?"

The Demon Fire King laughed heartily, glancing around at the myriad heavenly treasures and precious medicines: "Think of us brothers, once mere servants, spending our lives as beasts of burden for the Horned Demon Imperial Clan. Who could have imagined the joy of today?"

"So what if we're a bit coarse?"

"Look at Mo Wu and the others, putting on airs, pretending at some noble bearing? That's all nonsense! Did our Mo Yan Clan rise because of that?"

He was speaking of the young ones of the Mo Yan Clan surrounding them.

These youths were born into wealth, growing up during the Mo Yan Clan's prosperity, having endured no hardships, surrounded by servants, with heavenly treasures at their leisure; born high and mighty, they carried an air of noble lineage.

Though they dared not speak openly, nor ever voice it to any companion, in the dark corners of their hearts they secretly despised and looked down upon these kings, who, after becoming rich overnight, still behaved like lowborn folk.

Such hidden thoughts could naturally not escape the vast divine sense of the kings.

"Laozu Sect!"

"We know our error!"

A large circle of talented Mo Yan youths turned deathly pale and dropped to their knees with a thud; like Shanfeng collapsing one after another, dozens of rock-and-demon-fire giants, each tens of zhang tall, knelt before them, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.