Chapter 1215

While breaking through in the Black Water Minor World, the Yellow Sand Minor World.

The Immortal Sect's conscription fleet launched an assault; countless fleet cannons bombarded the military formation of the Crystal-Tailed Demon Scorpions, the ruling race of that world. Fire Spirit Dao Body Huo Bao San charged at the forefront like a giant of flame, wielding a great flame sword, cleaving down with a single strike that shattered countless Crystal-Tailed Demon Scorpion bodies.

These so-called ruling races, these so-called kings, crumbled under the assault of the First Army Group and Huo Bao San.

Although Huo Bao San could not compare to the Dao Sons of the Immortal Sect and had not received sufficient resource allocation for cultivation, he was, after all, a Human Race Fire Spirit Dao Body; in terms of talent, he surpassed the imperial sons of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, and his strength likewise exceeded theirs.

These slave races of the Minor Thousand Worlds were far too fragile in the face of an imperial son and a truly organized fleet.

With just one round of assault, the Crystal-Tailed Demon Scorpions' boasted unbreakable great formation was completely shattered; what followed was the pursuit of the fleeing and the routing of the defeated.

The Crystal-Tailed King, seeing the situation was dire, attempted to flee.

But he had barely escaped the world barrier and traveled for a time through the starry sky when he was caught up by Huo Bao San, who wielded the great flame sword, and beheaded with a single strike.

Thus, this slave race king, who had once held boundless ambitions, met his end.

The First Army Group fleet slowly sailed into the Yellow Sand Minor World, beginning the execution of all demons who deserved death, restoring the Immortal Sect's order, establishing teleportation arrays, and resuming production.

The Yellow Sand Minor World, the Black Water Minor World, and the Mo Shi Xiao Gao Jie; the rebel forces of these three Minor Thousand Worlds were annihilated in a short time. Even their kings could not escape, and the ruling races were nearly exterminated. This matter quickly stirred up a storm in the surrounding realms.

Many kings were filled with dread and anxiety, either fleeing, forming alliances, or seeking intervention from external forces, frantically seeking a way out.

Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

"Second Marshal!"

"Estimated: within two years, we can form the Third and Fourth Army Groups."

The Chief of Staff of the Second Expeditionary Front reported: "The newly formed Third and Fourth Army Groups lack sufficient strength; therefore, it is recommended to assign Huati Canghai Tianjun and Bao San Canghai Tianjun as deputy commanders for these two Army Groups to escort these two newly formed conscription fleets, completing the suppression of one world."

"The First and Second Army Groups already possess independent combat capabilities; they should each be responsible for strategic offensives in their respective directions. Should they encounter difficulties, they may seek assistance from Huati Canghai Tianjun and Bao San Canghai Tianjun, but this is limited to the suppression of the second and third worlds."

"Starting from the fourth world, Huati Canghai Tianjun and the other will no longer support their battlefields without special reasons; life and death shall be determined by fate."

"By this logic, the Immortal Sect's armies will continuously fragment and continuously expand."

"If a fleet is completely annihilated, then another fleet shall be formed, forging the conscription legions we need from the fires of war and the trials of life and death."

Chief of Staff Shan Chun Jian Master Dinghai Zhenjun spoke with a slightly cold tone.

"The foundation of the conscription fleets is poor; the legion members are composed of surrendered cultivators from the Ten Thousand Races, with diverse origins, varying strengths, and vastly different customs and habits; mutual hatred among them is all too common."

"Only through the war of life and death can these chaotic elements be purged, forming a powerful army."

"The Immortal Sect, this is a righteous act."

"Because, under the rule of races like the Demon Rock Clan, the Blue Lightning Snake Demons, and the Crystal-Tailed Demon Scorpions, their lifespans were restricted, their lives could be taken at any moment; in terms of death toll, over a longer timescale, it far exceeded those who died in war."

"And now, the Immortal Sect has provided every race of cultivators with a channel for advancement, surely able to unite those cultivators of great strength among them."

"Because in this process, they gained military merit, obtained immense benefits, and achieved growth in cultivation and lifespan."

"Killing and hunting were originally part of their lives; there was no such comfort."

Killing and hunting were always part of their lives; it wasn't that comfortable.

Jiang Ding said calmly.

With the minds of the Ten Thousand Races differing, their thoughts heading in opposite directions, and coexistence fundamentally impossible, only the cold and cruel rules within the realms could prevail everywhere.

"Benevolence can be shown when coexistence is possible in the future, not now with a woman's mercy."

"Everything is for the Righteous Dao within the realms!"

"Everything is relative."

"Undoubtedly, compared to the Horned Demon Imperial Clan and the various ruling races of the Minor Thousand Worlds who became even more cruel and ruthless after the slave races rose up, the Immortal Sect's order is justice; the Immortal Sect's order benefits more people, allowing more cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races to live in stability."

Needless to say, compared to the Horn Demon Imperial Clan and the many Minor Thousand Worlds ruling races that became even more brutal and cruel after their slave races rose up, the Immortal Gate order was justice, and the Immortal Gate order could benefit more people, allowing more cultivators of the myriad races to live in stability.

"This is the order the Ten Thousand Races need to recognize."

This is the order that the myriad races need to recognize.

Shan Chun Jian Master Dinghai Zhenjun put away the documents, respectfully withdrew, and went to execute the orders.

At the same time, another staff officer of the front entered, bowed, and reported: "Second Marshal, the envoys of the remaining nine ruling races of the Flame Stone Star Domain are kneeling outside Dayang Dayang Tianchi, bearing thorns on their backs to beg for forgiveness; among them are two Soul Transformation cultivators. Shall we summon these enemies?"

At the same time, another staff officer of the army group walked in, saluted, and reported: "Vice Commander, the envoys of the remaining nine Minor Thousand Worlds ruling races of the Blazing Stone Starfield are kneeling outside Dayang Dayang Tianchi, bearing brambles on their backs to beg forgiveness; among them are two Soul Transformation cultivators. Should we grant these enemies an audience?"

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Regardless of the hostility, communication is necessary; this is the cornerstone of progress for all Immortal Dao civilizations, indispensable."

"Pay respects, Great Sun Canghai Tianjun!"

"Pay respects, Immortal Sect envoy..."

"Pay respects..."

Moments later, nine envoys knelt and bowed.

They had brought a massive delegation to seek peace and beg for forgiveness bearing thorns on their backs, but only the nine strongest were qualified to receive an audience with Great Sun Canghai Tianjun.

Among them, there were three Human Race cultivators: two Nascent Soul cultivators and one Soul Transformation cultivator; and six cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races, including one Soul Transformation cultivator and five Nascent Soul cultivators.

What was common was that everyone trembled with fear before Great Sun Canghai Tianjun, without distinction.

"Dao friends, please rise."

Jiang Ding raised his left hand in a gesture of support, allowing them to stand.

"Canghai Tianjun, we have realized our error and are willing to hand over the ringleaders, compensate with three Grade Five magical treasures, fifty thousand top-grade spirit stones, countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and twenty thousand pairs of slave concubines and maids..."

Just as they stood up, a Yellow Rock Giant spoke eagerly.

"Canghai Tianjun, our race is willing to compensate..."

Immediately following, one envoy after another respectfully spoke, stating another enormous quantity.

They had all bled heavily, emptied their entire race's treasury, and were willing to submit once more; and this was not the limit.

If the Immortal Sect so desired, the terms could be discussed further; as long as their status as ruling races was guaranteed, everything could be conceded.

If the Immortal Gate is willing, the terms can still be negotiated. As long as their position as the ruling race is guaranteed, everything else can be conceded.

Jiang Ding listened in silence, taking in each envoy's plea.

In the end, only two envoys remained silent.

One was a human Soul Transformation cultivator named Gu Yan Canghai Tianjun, an old man in black robes.

The other was a fox-tribe Soul Transformation cultivator named Rou Xi Canghai Tianjun, a stunningly beautiful woman with an exaggerated figure that left one breathless.

"Two fellow Daoists, what conditions do you propose? Speak them out."

Jiang Ding said patiently.

"What conditions could we possibly propose before Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun?"

"Wouldn't that be laughable?"

The black-robed Gu Yan Canghai Tianjun let out a bitter laugh and said, "All we seek is to lay down all resistance and submit to Canghai Tianjun's judgment, hoping only for your mercy and a sliver of chance at survival."

"What?"

The envoys from the Minor Thousand Worlds stared in shock.

But something even more shocking happened to them.

"Gu Yan, survival is no easy matter."

Jiang Ding said coolly.

He unhesitatingly rejected their surrender.

Massacre of citizens is an unforgivable capital crime.

No matter how sincere the criminal, it is useless—unless they possess strength greater than the Immortal Sect's, or equal strength that leaves the Sect powerless.

Beyond that, there is no possibility of pardon.

Gu Yan Canghai Tianjun's body stiffened.

A cold wind swept over him, freezing his heart and numbing his soul.

"Canghai Tianjun!"

"I have not yet finished speaking."

Gu Yan Canghai Tianjun showed no anger; instead, he bowed even lower, forcing a smile onto his face: "The Immortal Sect's citizens have not died—they were merely convicts I summoned, their appearances altered to deceive the Shadow Demon Abyss cultivators."

He waved his hand.

Dozens of unconscious Immortal Sect citizens appeared in Dayang Dayang Tianchi, their cultivation ranging from ordinary mortals to Jin Dan.

"Oh?"

"Hah!"

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept over them, his heart leaping with joy—he finally smiled: "Gu Yan, why didn't you say this sooner? Everything can be discussed. But rest assured, you will not die."

He looked up, his gaze expectant, toward Rou Xi Canghai Tianjun.

"Before Canghai Tianjun, your humble servant dares not harm any Immortal Sect citizen."

The fox-tribe Rou Xi Canghai Tianjun bowed respectfully; her full curves rose and fell as she waved her hand, releasing over ten thousand Immortal Sect citizens.

"Good."

"As for punishment—that can be discussed later. I guarantee you won't die either."

Jiang Ding laughed heartily, thoroughly delighted.

Indeed, not all in the Domain are fools.

There are still intelligent people—even those of servile origin, with narrow horizons and little political experience—must not be underestimated.