Chapter 1219: The Rewards the Great Sun Heavenly Sovereign Bestows Upon You All

Fire Crystal Minor World.

This is a region near the center of Jiao Jiao Mingyu, rich in a heavenly material and earthly treasure called fire crystal. The original rebellious race here, the Flame Giants, was largely wiped out several years ago. The Immortal Gate's conscripted legions moved in, and after conscription, a great flame army was formed, joining the ongoing expedition to suppress the rebellion.

Now, with the Northern Route Army's defeat and retreat, the many races here began to have ideas again, but they were quickly suppressed.

Not long after the Northern Route Army was besieged by the Bloodvine Demon Imperial Court for several months, the Eastern Route Army and Western Route Army soon arrived, continuously pouring into the Fire Crystal Minor World through the ultra-long-range teleportation arrays among the Minor Thousand Worlds.

With the support of these many reinforcements, the battlefield here began to stabilize.

Currently, the Immortal Gate has conscripted over ten million cultivators into the Starfall Legions.

They are surrounded layer upon layer by tens of millions of troops from the Bloodvine Imperial Court's Allied Armies of Ten Thousand Races. Vast spells keep falling from the starry sky, constantly shattering the world barrier, crashing down onto the land, destroying peak after peak, lake after lake; even the great seas have been boiled away by countless terrifying spells.

Amid these waves of terrifying spells, within the various spirit-vein mountain peaks, the Immortal Gate's Minor Thousand Worlds group armies stand unmoving, weathering the spell attacks of many legions without taking damage, and occasionally even having strength left to counterattack.

The Immortal Gate's many conscripted legions are indeed outnumbered, because they were hastily conscripted armies, not as well-prepared as the ruling races of the many Minor Thousand Worlds who had prepared for years.

However, when it comes to training and military formations, the Immortal Gate's conscripted legions far surpass the Allied Armies of Ten Thousand Races.

Allied army, allied army.

The Steel Bone King of the Bloodvine Demon race is collectively called "Heavenly King" by the many races, called the overlord, but this cannot conceal the fact that this is an allied force. The Steel Bone King cannot interfere in the internal affairs, military, personnel, finances, and other matters of the many Minor Thousand Worlds; he only holds military command authority during wartime.

Even this "wartime military command authority" deserves a question mark.

At the very least, if the Steel Bone King wants the ruler of some Minor Thousand World to lead his race on a certain-death mission, he will get no response whatsoever.

The ruling races of the many Minor Thousand Worlds vary in numbers, command, training, magic power, and divine sense. Many races that are not adept at military formations are simply mobs of clansmen and servants piled together; even if they obey orders uniformly, without formations they cannot be called cultivator armies.

There are also many rulers who focus solely on developing individual combat power, ignoring the army altogether, and simply have none.

Then there are racial hatreds, customs and habits, differences in inheritance, and so on…

This chaotic mess is merely the tip of the iceberg of this vast allied army.

The Steel Bone King has dispatched many Bloodvine Demons as overseers for this reason, attempting to resolve or alleviate this situation.

However, the results were minimal.

The rulers of the many Minor Thousand Worlds show respect to these overseers, but as for

their meddling, they completely ignore it; some overly arrogant and domineering Bloodvine Demon overseers even vanished without a trace.

Faced with such egregious incidents, the Steel Bone King dares not punish severely.

At most, he can only have that race produce one or two scapegoats to be executed, and dare not investigate further.

Because the Steel Bone King cannot suppress hundreds of rulers and their racial armies.

The Bloodvine Demon race harbors ambitions of becoming the hegemon of the realm, eager to turn other races into servants completely obedient to them.

This is no secret at all.

The lords of the many Minor Thousand Worlds know this and deeply fear it, remaining on guard at all times.

If the allied army wins, it would not be strange for the Bloodvine Demon race to be surrounded and killed the next moment.

While allied, both sides are also engaged in a dynamic game of wits, extraordinarily complex.

Compared with the chaos of the Allied Armies of Ten Thousand Races, the Immortal Gate's conscripted legions are far simpler.

Unified training, unified command, unified formations; at a single order, the corresponding troops must execute, or else all who violate military discipline must die.

Defying orders on the battlefield—this is a price even Immortal Gate citizens cannot bear.

Therefore, though the Immortal Gate's conscripted fleet is besieged by armies many times its size, it stands unmoving.

If not for the fact that too many of the newly established units are completely raw recruits, they could launch an offensive right now.

"Don't rush."

"Time is on our side. As long as we keep dragging this out, the Allied Armies of Ten Thousand Races' logistics, command, internal contradictions, and other problems will all erupt, and they will keep growing weaker."

"On the contrary, after sufficient training and real combat, we will grow stronger…"

At the conscripted legions' internal military meeting, Fire Leopard Three spoke at length with ease.

The many Immortal Gate Master Dinghai Zhenjun around, as well as several dozen Soul Transformation cultivators from the Minor Thousand Worlds whose politics barely qualified, all nodded.

However, several Immortal Gate Master Dinghai Zhenjun with strategic vision furrowed their brows.

Drag it out, maintain the standoff.

Specifically, for how long?

Several decades?

Several centuries?

This is very common in realm wars, and completely impossible to determine.

However,

the Immortal Gate's logistics corridor must be opened in the shortest possible time!

The Immortal Gate's fleet of hundreds of millions of citizens is under terrifying pressure—eight Harmonization cultivators of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong who could advance to the next realm at any moment.

These are Harmonization Divine Monarchs of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong!

It can be said that once Harmonization Divine Monarchs with stronger inheritances and deeper foundations appear, there is a great chance they will be stronger than the Jiao Ming Emperor.

What level of strength did the Jiao Ming Emperor of the past possess?

He withstood the siege of the Jiudaxian Sect for over a thousand years without defeat!

Among the reasons, certainly there was the fact that the Jiudaxian Sect was rife with Layered Contradictions, each guarding against the others

?? But his strength was also extremely terrifying, absolutely not something any single Yijiaxian Sect could handle.

Therefore, the Immortal Gate must open the logistics corridor as soon as possible, and restore production in the over one hundred Minor Thousand Worlds as soon as possible.

Then, throw all manpower and material resources into researching Harmonization military formations, Harmonization attack methods, and seventh-tier forbidden nuclear weapons.

At such a moment, every minute and every second is precious.

Before this, the various Minor Thousand Worlds were scattered far apart, and the vast starry sky of the realm protected them; even if the Great Sun Swordson took action personally, he could not speed things up much, for no strong expert can ignore the obstacles brought by the endless starry sky.

Now, however, an opportunity has arisen to swiftly and thoroughly resolve the rebellion.

Cannot delay.

Gun-Spin Master Dinghai Zhenjun and several other Army Group commanders furrowed their brows almost imperceptibly.

However, military morale could not be lightly defied.

They did not issue forceful orders, but reported the situation to their superiors, intending to obtain the higher-ups' support before forcibly pushing the army to take the offensive.

No matter how arrogant these Canghai Tianjun and Emperor's Sons were, under orders from above, they did not dare make trouble.

However, past facts had repeatedly proven that the gaze of those more ancient far surpassed that of lower-realm cultivators; many things simply needed no reminder.

Soon, an order had already appeared in the divine souls of the many officers of the conscripted legions.

"Order!"

"Great Sun Canghai Tianjun, an order from the Deputy Commander-in-Chief!"

Huateng, Director of the General Political Education Department of the Army Group, stood up, materialized a document of azure hue from his divine soul, and spread it open with both hands.

The entire military conference hall fell instantly silent.

All the Canghai Tianjun and Master Dinghai Zhenjun held their breath, listening with utmost care, not daring the slightest negligence, afraid of missing even a single word by accident.

"Ten years!"

"If the Ten Thousand Races Allied Army is not annihilated within ten years, this one will personally take action."

The voice of this order was faint, carrying a special air of destruction, impossible to counterfeit.

Within it, nothing was emphasized, nor were they commanded to do anything; even simply waiting was fine and would not violate any military order.

"Ten years later, the Canghai Tianjun will act…"

Huateng, Fire Leopard Three, Dong Xue He Wang, and several dozen other Soul Transformation cultivators simultaneously looked toward their storage bags.

After decades of campaign and slaughter, the once-empty storage bags had begun to fill, packed inside with numerous fourth-tier and fifth-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures, along with some dharma treasures—all spoils from the past pacification of several dozen Minor Thousand Worlds, distributed strictly by the Immortal Gate according to merit.

However, after being divided among many and handed up, the various heavenly materials and earthly treasures filled less than a third, with large stretches still empty.

Besides the spoils, there was also the rise in the Immortal Gate's hidden political conduct score.

All these things, like the storage bags, were half full and half empty.

Apart from the suppression war, in this lifetime, could they possibly encounter another chance like this—one that would earn merit, yield a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and raise their political conduct score?

Many thoughts arose in the hearts of many Canghai Tianjun.

The answer came quickly.

No!

Such an opportunity was almost impossible to come by again.

"Attack!"

Fire Leopard Three's eyes went red, and he said at once.

For him, who was determined to become an Immortal Gate citizen and a Refining Void cultivator, political conduct was far more precious than spoils—nothing could be exchanged for it.

The political conduct score was his life!

Such an opportunity could not be missed, even at the cost of death!

"Attack! Attack immediately!"

"Charge out!"

Huateng, Dong Xue He Wang, Bone Spirit Canghai Tianjun, and others revealed madness in their eyes and roared.

They had only one thought in their hearts.

Prevent Great Sun Canghai Tianjun from appearing on the battlefield.

Once he appeared, all enemies and all heavenly materials and earthly treasures would no longer belong to them; all the merits about to be obtained would instantly become bubbles, vanishing without a trace.

These ten years were Great Sun Canghai Tianjun's sole mercy.

This was a reward for their past hardships in campaign; if they themselves could not seize the chance, then they had to accept their fate and harbor no complaints.

"Commander,"

All the Soul Transformation cultivators looked longingly at the Immortal Gate Master Dinghai Zhenjun, their commanders, not daring to act on their own.

Although these Immortal Gate Master Dinghai Zhenjun had lower cultivation, no one dared look down on them, because these Master Dinghai Zhenjun commanded the great army and could easily annihilate most Soul Transformation cultivators!

If they commanded the legendary Citizen Fleet, they could even easily annihilate beings at the Emperor's Son level, and were not as weak as their realm suggested.

"Charge out."

Gun-Spin Master Dinghai Zhenjun and the other Army Group commanders exchanged a glance and ordered in unison.

"Yes!"

The many Soul Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators answered in unison.

More than ten million Immortal Gate conscripted ships, brimming with killing intent, actively charged out from the Minor Thousand Worlds, abandoning the terrain advantage and surging into the starry sky; countless warships and fighters blotted out the entire heavens and earth, their oppressive aura heavy and terrifying.