Chapter 1471: The Internal Affairs of the Ancient God Alliance

Jiang Ding was like a part of the void, hidden in a corner of the cosmic starry expanse, utterly motionless.

The Six Realms of Reincarnation concealed him; after refining the quasi-ninth-rank embryonic material of the Tianhuan Immortal Butterfly Clan, his Six Realms had become more vivid, and his illusionary concealment ability had strengthened by more than several times.

Even a Dao-Union Divine Lord skilled in reconnaissance could not possibly find him while he remained hidden.

"At this very moment, this Lord suddenly misses the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm's Shougui Divine Lord immensely…"

Jiang Ding whispered within his heart.

He remained utterly still, sinking into silence.

According to the Central Array Spirit computer's calculations, there was a high probability that a lone Dao-Union Divine Lord would pass through here.

If none appeared, he would actively seek one out.

This was not difficult to accomplish.

These Gu Shen Alliance Dao-Union Divine Lords were like sticky glue—whenever the Immortal Sects launched a campaign or sweep, they inevitably appeared; then he could simply pick one at random.

While hidden and silent, Jiang Ding still continuously refined various sword techniques and immortal scientific research problems, as well as the perfection of the Tribulation Crossing secret technique in the Great Sun Sword Scripture, without wasting a single moment.

……

Black Heaven Domain.

The Central Group Army Fleet of the Immortal Sects launched another expedition.

The dark, endless fleet stretched across the entire starry expanse, array patterns suppressing all directions, cosmic law nets densely woven, their aura terrifyingly oppressive—sufficient to suffocate any cultivator in this universe.

This was the most powerful force in the current Gu Shen Alliance world cluster!

Across the entire Gu Shen Domain, no single faction could stand against it alone, not even resist or contain it; even when multiple factions united, they were helpless on the front lines, collapsing like a mountain falling, forced only to delay its expansion through circuitous maneuvers.

"Attack, the Weaving Sky Spider Realm."

The distant voice spoke calmly, issuing orders to the entire army.

"Yes!"

"Marshal!"

The massive fleet, like a ring of star-sized meteor debris, thundered into motion, launching an assault on the last few remaining realms of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance—this time targeting the ancestral land of the Weaving Sky Spider Clan, reputedly the strongest race of the alliance, and the most prosperous and wealthy Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie: the Weaving Sky Spider Realm.

Over the past several centuries, the Immortal Sects had attempted this several times.

But each time, they had failed at the final moment—rear supply lines attacked and surrounded by dozens of Dao-Union Divine Lords, forcing them to retreat or risk having their escape routes severed and their homeworld endangered.

This time, it was another expedition.

The Weaving Sky Spider Realm lay within a rich star region, densely packed with life-bearing worlds, not far from the Immortal Sects' territory—only a few years' journey away; after several years, they could reach the Weaving Sky Spider Realm and launch an assault, with high confidence of breaching it swiftly.

Provided that the critical transportation node, the Zhong Senior Qian Shi Gao Jie, was secured before it fell.

Otherwise, they would have to retreat—the safety of their rear must be guaranteed.

At the very moment the Central Group Army Fleet of the Immortal Sects set out, countless factions across this realm received the news—the mobilization of billions of troops was far too massive to conceal.

This intelligence left the Gu Shen Alliance's many Dao-Union Divine Lords deeply frustrated.

"It's only been a hundred years since the last one, isn't it?"

"Why so relentless?"

The Three-Faced Divine Lord of the Demon God Sect sighed helplessly: "Yuan is but a junior, yet he's a Cultivation of Void cultivator—why is he so constantly active? This time isn't even enough for cultivation."

Around him, figures loomed thickly—through transmission treasures, the leaders of the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Gu Shen Domain and the Weaving Sky Spider Divine Lord of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance appeared here.

Around them, shadows layered upon shadows—through transmission-type treasures, figures of powerful beings such as the strong ones from the Jiudaxian Sect of the Ancient God Domain and the Sky-Weaving Divine Spider God-Lord of the Myriad Races Alliance appeared here.

Though they had temporarily stalled the expansion of the Eastern Extreme Dongji Dongji Mo Men, their utter collapse on the front lines had left deep shadows and profound unease.

Many were contemplating change, seeking all manner of reforms to alter this situation.

"Three-Faced friend, I have a daughter—graceful, intelligent, exceptionally gifted, filial to her parents—might we arrange a marriage alliance?"

"I've heard you have a son named Tongxin—might that be possible?"

The Tianyun Divine Lord of the Tianyun Xianzong smiled gently as he spoke to the Three-Faced Divine Lord.

The surrounding Dao-Union Divine Lords turned their heads, astonished.

The surrounding Combined-Dao God-Lords glanced sideways, expressions of astonishment on their faces.

The Three-Faced Divine Lord froze.

"Tianyun friend, as far as I know, I have no son—my youngest son died five or six ten thousand years ago; his bones are long turned to ash."

"Besides, you have no daughter either."

Dao-Union Divine Lords lived too long.

Many of their earthly ties had long been severed; they had long lost interest in bearing children, having done so countless times before and grown thoroughly weary of it.

Many of their mortal ties had long since been severed, and they had long lost interest in bearing children, because they had done such things many times in the past and had long grown weary of it.

"You can have one."

The Tianyun Divine Lord's expression remained unchanged, smiling gently: "I can have one. You can have one."

Tianyun God-Lord's expression did not change as he said with a smile, "I may have them, and you may have them."

The Three-Faced Divine Lord understood, falling into thought.

Though Dao-Union Divine Lords found childbirth difficult, if they treated it as a matter of life and death, mobilized countless heavenly treasures, developed secret techniques, and poured in vast amounts of time and effort, they could certainly bear children.

There were countless women across the realm—any one could be chosen.

But would it truly help?

The Three-Faced Divine Lord, honestly speaking, knew that a mere child, if truly necessary, would never cause him to hesitate or restrain himself.

Yet, if there was no pressing need, he could afford to make a concession or two—after all, it was his own bloodline.

However, if there was no great necessity, one could yield a point or two—after all, it was also direct bloodline.

Never mind,"

Forget it."

"I do indeed have a son, also named Tongxin. He will be born within a thousand years at the latest. On behalf of my humble son, I thank you, Daoist Tianyun."

The Three-Faced Divine Lord sighed and said.

"Good."

Divine Lord Tianyun nodded, then looked toward Divine Lord Weaver Spider: "Daoist Spider, I have heard that the ancient sages taught without discrimination, not bound by the prejudice of race."

"I have heard that your seventeenth son, Black Jade, is of outstanding talent and steadfast temperament. I wonder if you could bear to part with him and send him to me as a disciple, to inherit Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong in the future."

"An inheritance disciple?"

Divine Lord Weaver Spider's heart stirred.

He had long coveted the inheritance of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong. Now that such an opportunity had presented itself, he was naturally more than willing.

"This is Black Jade's good fortune!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Divine Lord Weaver Spider declared: "I will send him to Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong shortly. If he refuses to take his studies seriously, Fellow Daoist may punish or scold him as you wish — I will bear no complaint!"

"Additionally, I am in need of a personal disciple. I wonder if your esteemed sect has any worthy talent…"

He understood Divine Lord Tianyun's meaning and immediately picked up the thread.

The many surrounding Harmonization Divine Lords pondered briefly, then sighed and likewise gathered around, each arranging marriages and taking disciples, using this method to strengthen their respective ties — so that when a Harmonization cultivator fell in battle, the entire sect and race would not be utterly annihilated.

In the worst case, it would preserve a single seed for the sect and the race.

As for the actual effect?

Presumably there would be some — as for how much, no one knew.

Such close marriages and disciple bonds, if they could be sustained for tens of thousands of years until the next generation of strong cultivators grew up, might truly prove useful — cultivators who felt attachment toward other sects and races.

Mhm, might feel attachment.

Building on this foundation, the Harmonization Divine Lords might be willing to sign even harsher pacts, even reach a consensus to execute any Harmonization Divine Lord who was the first to flee the battlefield.

That goal was rather distant.

If it could be achieved, it would be a miracle in its own right, large or small.

Yet no one could deny the existence of such a possibility.

"Let's go."

"Best to take the Demon Heaven Realm, cut off their rear, and let their homeworld face the brunt of our blades…"

Divine Lord Tianyun and the others said coldly.

At this moment, the Harmonization Divine Lords, each scattered across different worlds, emerged once more. Bearing cold killing intent, they charged toward the heartland of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect, trapping a fierce beast in place.