Chapter 1230: Jiao Jiao Mingyu's One Hundred and Fifty-five Minor Thousand Worlds

The great battle drew to a close.

"If one day I encounter a Dao Son from a true Immortal Sect in the Upper Realm, or a Dao Son from a Near-Immortal power, the only way to survive should be to flee toward the Sword Son of the Heavenly Sword..."

Jiang Ding whispered in his heart.

This was not to say the Heavenly Sword Son was weak; in fact, he might be one of the strongest Dao Sons among Near-Immortal powers.

Rather, the Dao Son of the Law Cultivation path was too shameless!

Once he realized he could not defeat you, he would not care about saving face, nor would he feel ashamed for others to discover he could not defeat a Lower Realm cultivator; they would immediately summon their sect elders to suppress you.

No matter if you were a genius of the realm, it would be useless; they would simply crush you with overwhelming force.

In comparison, pure Sword Dao sects were much simpler.

If you killed their Sword Son, they would escort you out with courtesy; even if they were as mad as the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, they would grant you great rewards, encourage you to continue doing so, and seriously consider the possibility of making you the Great Sun Sword Son.

Of course, this applied only to pure Sword Dao sects.

Just like the moral ideal kingdom of self-restraint and ritual in the hearts of countless living beings, they were extremely rare.

Even among Sword Dao sects, such purity was rare.

It is hard for people to have no selfishness, hard to possess such pure Sword Dao beliefs and pride, and hard not to feel anger and grief over the death of a child raised together for many years or a direct disciple.

In most cases, killing the other side's Sword Son meant paying with one's life, or even the extermination of one's clan.

Whether the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm of the Upper Realm's Immortal Sects possessed such breadth of mind was unknown, but at least it was possible, unlike the Law Cultivation Immortal Sects where death was certain.

At the very least, there would be a chance to duel the Heavenly Sword Son at the same realm; his sect elders would absolutely not interfere.

This was the fate of Sword Cultivators: to grow on the blood of peers and the strong.

If they interfered, it would be no different from directly cutting off and destroying a Sword Cultivator's path; if one feared peer sword duels, one should not have taken this path.

After the nine Dao Sons fled, this starry sky gradually grew quiet.

The shattered space recovered, the broken rules restored, the mortal world returned to an orderly state, everything had a definite cause and future, no longer chaotic and disordered.

Just like cultivators, who for a time transcended time and surpassed the limits of mortals, yet ultimately still died, unable to transcend.

On an even longer timescale, the final outcome seemed never to change.

The world of the Six Paths of Reincarnation also gradually vanished; the vast interstellar civilization disappeared, hundreds of billions of intelligent beings vanished one after another, revealing the original location with over ten million conscripted legions and tens of millions of captured cultivators from various races.

Their eyes held intense confusion; only after a long while did they regain clarity.

"Pay respects, Great Sun Canghai Tianjun!"

"Pay respects, Vice Marshal!"

Hua Teng, Huo Bao San, Dong Xue He Wang, and others came before the youth in green robes, bowed deeply, and then performed the military salute.

"I have seen you all."

"Your bravery in battle previously was good; the Immortal Gate will not forget your merits."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and returned the salute.

Bringing them into the reincarnation of the mortal world was not an attack, but a form of protection and array formation for attack; no matter how mad or irrational he became, he would not vent his anger on a group of the weak.

"You make light of it."

Hua Teng, Huo Bao San, and others felt ashamed and dared not claim credit.

Having witnessed the slaughter between Dao Sons, their previous battles were like children playing house, insignificant; it was only the Great Sun Canghai Tianjun's benevolence that allowed them to accumulate merits, obtain heavenly treasures and rare materials, and bring their path one step closer.

"Make light of it?"

"No, this should not be made light of; your combat had crucial value."

Jiang Ding keenly noticed the discouragement in their hearts and said seriously: "Long time and vast space are enough to block all the strong, leaving them helpless; moreover, I am but an ant in the endless starry sky, not worthy of being called strong."

"If you had not forced Steel Bone King and others to gather, I would still be running myself ragged, suppressing rebellions in all directions, rushing between various Minor Thousand Worlds, and I'm afraid I would still be unable to resolve one-fifth of them."

"This is the tremendous contribution you all have made to the Immortal Gate."

"This is not comfort, but fact; do you all understand?"

Jiang Ding looked seriously at the many warriors who had fought in blood for the Immortal Gate and returned victorious.

"Understood!"

Hua Teng, Huo Bao San, and others felt inspired, straightened their bodies, and shouted loudly.

They felt their bodies much lighter.

"In the Immortal Gate, everyone is important."

Jiang Ding smiled: "Next, your task is to sweep all directions, thoroughly cleanse the remaining worlds belonging to the Immortal Gate, judge the guilty, establish super teleportation arrays, restore production, establish the Immortal Gate's order, and obtain the many merits you all deserve."

"Furthermore, the Immortal Gate's world should expand; the Badaxian Sect must pay a price..."

Jiang Ding's gaze was cold and deep.

Before him, a hazy image appeared, displaying a vast star map of Jiao Jiao Mingyu; within it, the Immortal Gate's one hundred Minor Thousand Worlds were marked with a deep blue hue, while surrounding them were the affiliated minor realms of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace, Wuxingtian Sect, Qingmuxian Sect, and other sects.

"Pay a price,"

Jiang Ding lightly tapped the Jiao Jiao Mingyu star map, his index finger landing on the territory of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace: "Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace possesses over forty Minor Thousand Worlds in Jiao Jiao Mingyu, bordering the Immortal Gate's territory... The Immortal Gate wants half, twenty."

His index finger swept a circle on the star map; twenty Minor Thousand Worlds of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace were cut out and covered with a deep blue electromagnetic hue.

However, they flickered, indicating they were not yet under actual control.

This was not the end.

Jiang Ding's fingers tapped in succession, cutting away from the surrounding starry sky one after another, defining the order of the realms.

The surrounding Canghai Tianjun and Nascent Soul cultivators held their breath, looking closely.

The remaining seven Immortal Sects all suffered; each had five Minor Thousand Worlds cut away, totaling thirty-five Minor Thousand Worlds, plus the twenty from Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace, making a total of fifty-five Minor Thousand Worlds.

This was the war loot the Immortal Gate needed to obtain.

"Just so."

"Copy this map to the commanders of each army group and the Soul Transformation cultivators."

Jiang Ding sent the star map to the General Staff of the Front Army, saying with some regret, "We can only do this much. We cannot push the Badaxian Sect too hard, seize all their Minor Thousand Worlds, because their Great Ones are not yet dead... If the situation changes, the Immortal Gate might ally with a few of those sects, forming a closer alliance, making it unwise to leave no room for retreat."

The so-called change in situation naturally referred to the birth of a Dao-Integration cultivator and its impact on the political landscape of the realms.

"Yes, Vice Marshal!"

The Tianjuns around him roared in agreement.

There was no hesitation in their hearts; they did not think this mission held any difficulty.

The Dao Sons of the Badaxian Sect have already been defeated!

With no Void-Splitting experts appearing, the Badaxian Sect no longer had the qualification to oppose anything. They could only accept the Immortal Gate's arrangements: flee or die. No other possibility remained.

Over ten million Immortal Gate conscripted legion cultivators dispersed again under orders, using the Super Teleportation Array for directed teleportation to launch expeditions against various worlds, occupying one place and expanding to the next.

They conscripted an even larger army, spreading across the vast realms like fission, only stopping once the Commander-in-Chief's entire occupation order was completed.