Chapter 1727: This Is a War of Punishment and Slaughter!

This stretch of starry sky was shrouded in a silent, oppressive, terrifying might.

As expected, the civilizations subordinate to the world cluster betrayed them when the balance of power shifted—no surprise at all.

This is how it is between nations and civilizations: there is no eternal loyalty or sentiment, only eternal interest.

"All of this… is truly wonderful…"

A sliver of irrepressible savagery surfaced in Jiang Ding's eyes.

This was the star domain where the Immortal Gate's homeworld lay.

This was where ten trillion citizens lived—the vast majority of them fragile mortals and low-level cultivators. If a foreign enemy invaded and broke through the defenses, they would surely die in vast numbers.

Reason told him that such betrayal was the nature of every race and civilization, and the Immortal Gate itself was no different. Civilizations would always pursue the greatest benefit; so-called loyalty was nothing but a veneer for peaceful times. Between civilizations, only politics and interests existed.

Whether one admitted it or not, all civilizations were equal in personhood; only political maneuvering and checks and balances could maintain stable political isolation.

The Immortal Gate should acknowledge this cold fact of the endless starry sky and seize the greatest benefit for the Immortal Gate.

This was a cold, rational calculation of interests.

Yet emotion told the Great Sun Sword Master that every one of these treacherous living beings had to be put to death without exception—not a single chicken or dog left alive!

Between different civilizations, loyalty was too illusory. Beyond political maneuvering and checks and balances, there should also be iron-blooded slaughter!

Otherwise, do these sects think betrayal can be carried out at will?

The moment the balance of power shifts, they betray at once; if they fail, they can still be forgiven—is that right?

Who do they think they are?

A mere declining sect, a has-been, and they think they have immunity?

"Perhaps,"

"Keeping half of the sects will be enough…"

The Great Sun Sword Master whispered coldly.

Betrayal was utterly different from other disputes over interests—it was soaked in blood and slaughter, and should likewise be repaid with blood.

The views of the extreme hawks like God-Lord Mie-Ri were not fabricated out of thin air, but had always existed in the heart of every Immortal Gate citizen.

One of the Immortal Gate's terrifyingly lofty pillars of prestige—the Great Sun Sword Master—suddenly wavered.

This immediately triggered a tsunami-like upheaval within the collective will of the Immortal Gate fleet. The extreme hawks like God-Lord Mie-Ri saw their arrogance surge at once, and their influence spread to more and more Immortal Gate citizens.

"Yes!"

"The Badaxian Sect has gone too far!"

God-Lord Mie-Ri's face twisted savagely as he roared in a brutal low voice: "The previous generation's Badaxian Sect God-Lords aren't dead—they were merely exiled to the Deathly Silent Starry Sky. Do these mongrel bastards think the Immortal Gate can tolerate betrayal?"

"This disgrace must be washed clean with blood!"

【30】 "Otherwise, if betrayal happens at will—win and immediately become the overlord of the world cluster, lose and laugh it off, pay some compensation, and go right back to being what they were before."

"Otherwise, betrayal happens at will; if you win, you instantly become the master of the world's colonies, and if you lose, you just laugh it off, pay the price, and return to your original state."

"Is that acceptable?"

"No!"

God-Lord Mie-Ri looked at all the citizens and bellowed: "Absolutely not! Because once these mongrel bastards win, they will certainly slaughter our citizens on a massive scale!"

"And our fleet won't always win. In the future there may be lapses, or forces concentrated on the front lines leaving the interior's defenses hollow—such situations will definitely arise."

"If betrayal is so casual, then betrayal will definitely happen!"

"Every betrayal should serve as a warning written in blood—a warning written with utter extermination, not a single chicken or dog left alive! Let all beings know that this is a serious matter that must be treated with solemnity, not something where one betrays at the slightest shift in power!"

"Do you think this is your mother's game?"

"Laozi uses the fresh blood of countless citizens to play games with you?"

God-Lord Mie-Ri's brutal killing intent surged.

This brutal killing intent was like a single spark; flames kept being tossed in from all sides, making its fire grow brighter and brighter, bit by bit, until it gradually rose up like a torch.

This was the killing intent in the hearts of more and more citizens gathering, gradually forming a tidal wave.

"However,"

"Any Yijiaxian Sect that holds a Jiang Jiang Jinxian inheritance is extremely precious—there's a chance it could carry the Immortal Gate to new heights in the future…"

God-Lord Wan-Ji sighed softly.

Any Yijiaxian Sect could certainly destroy its own inheritance; it could not be forcibly coerced.

"Hahaha!"

"Damn you, Wan-Ji!"

God-Lord Mie-Ri burst out laughing: "Have you ever played the stock market, kid? In the stock market, there's no sense in grabbing the last copper coin—that kind of behavior is no good."

"Damn! An ill-mannered little yellow-hair."

God-Lord Wan-Ji cursed loudly.

This little yellow-hair had grown up under his very eyes, and now the brat cursed him left and right, no respect for elders. One of these days he'd find the kid and give him a good beating.

"Hahaha…"

A cheerful, lively atmosphere pervaded the collective will of the Immortal Gate fleet.

This cheerfulness and liveliness was for internal consumption; externally, a cold, brutal killing intent spread out across the heavens and earth, sweeping in all directions, rolling like tidal waves.

The Great Sun Sword Master's pupils gradually revealed a black-and-white phenomenon, and his savage, scorching killing intent burned like flames.

Something, at once, had changed.

Within the Dongji Demonic Gate fleet, something had undergone an earth-shaking transformation!

This sudden change immediately made the six terrifying Afterglow Sovereigns who had been slowly closing in from all around pause in their steps, as a certain terrifying chill gradually rose in their hearts.

"Ancestor, this is bad!"

"A major problem has appeared!"

The Qingmuxian Sect's Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu's expression suddenly changed; she had conducted extremely profound research on the Eastern Extreme Demon Gate and spoke rapidly, "The Eastern Extreme Demon Gate has suddenly changed its strategy, becoming one of life or death!"

"Life or death!"

"In this battle, if we cannot achieve victory, we will surely be destroyed!"

Historically, when the Eastern Extreme Demon Gate appeared in such a state, it often meant a brutal war was about to erupt.

But now, it seems such a state has not appeared?

The Eastern Extreme Demon Gate does not seem to have fallen into a desperate disadvantage!

"Ancestor, there is a problem!"

The Lingbao Divine Lord, previously severely injured and originally resentful, suddenly became panicked at this moment: "The Eastern Extreme Demon Gate has changed the purpose of the war; it is no longer about negotiating terms, but for pure punishment, punishing betrayal, using the blood of traitors to warn those who come after."

"They have suddenly lost their patience!"

"On such a battlefield, the sect will be in great danger, because we, the severely injured, are the weakest breakthrough point! We don't know if others will die, but we will definitely have major problems!"

"Ancestor,"

"The situation is unfavorable, please make a decision..."

"Ancestor, it is not good..."

"Ancestor..."

The six Divine Lords of the Great Immortal Sects suddenly became terrified, frantically urging their own Ancestors.

They were too familiar with the Eastern Extreme Demon Gate!

This scene left the lingering afterglows of many Supreme Ones bewildered, and then they revealed a trace of cold anger, watching these disciples with indifference.

The atmosphere gradually became cold and silent.

"Ancestor..."

Yet the Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu and the other Divine Lords did not notice at all, still speaking anxiously.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up for me!"

The Shangqing Lingbao Palace roared loudly, speaking sternly, "Each of you, where do you look like the legacy of an Immortal Sect? Fearing the enemy as soon as you see them, fearing them like tigers—is this the legacy of an Immortal Sect?"

"War carries risks!"

"But if you refuse war, you will be destroyed!"

"No wonder you failed, defeated by the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, which is also an Immortal Sect legacy, and lost all the sect's glory."

The lingering afterglows of the many Immortal Sect Supreme Ones were incredibly disappointed.