Chapter 728: Military Meeting of the Entire Immortal Sect

"Senior Brother Chongyuan, the Sect is still considering the matter; please wait a little longer..."

Jiyuan, the Daoist Disciple of Taiyi Qingmu, said softly.

"Wait a little longer?"

Chongyuanzi revealed a trace of anger.

"Has it not been a hundred years since the request for the Heavenly Palace Alliance?"

"A hundred years!"

"The Badaxian Sect all share a single origin; how can we allow a mere foreign ant to usurp the nest, bringing shame to our Ancestors?"

The territory of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace is the largest, the number of cultivators the greatest, and it is the most aggressive, waging war every year, although most of it is directed against the Eastern Extreme Demon Gates.

"No."

After a long while, the strange phenomenon subsided.

"This... there are too many."

"In that case, the alliance treaty can be signed immediately."

"Junior Sister thinks that if Qingmuxian Sect's future is destined for destruction, whether destroyed by the hands of the Eastern Extreme Demon Gates or by some other Immortal Sect, the difference to us is not great."

Once these words were spoken, the expressions of those around also became solemn.

Voom!

Inside the Taiqing Flying Sword, fine and dense forbidden patterns lit up stroke by stroke; the crystal patterns were equally neat and orderly, brilliant and golden. Within a tiny area the size of a fingernail, three-dimensional forbidden runes were carved up, down, left, right, front, and back, combining to form a hollow sphere that rotated slightly. Hundreds of millions of runes were born and extinguished, beautiful enough to make one breathless.

"What is Junior Sister worried about?"

Ji Liuyue's expression dimmed, and she sighed: "But who is willing to see a power like the Great Sun Sword Pavilion rise again, sweep across all directions and the six heavens, destroy the ancestral temples of the Sect's Ancestors, and unify the realm?"

"This Eastern Extreme Demon Gate, in merely ten thousand years, has already developed to such a state; what will happen in another ten thousand years? Do you truly see nothing?"

Hearing these words himself, they sounded harsh.

"Medium-grade Infant Treasure..."

Jiang Ding knew his situation and rubbed his brow.

Future destruction by some Immortal Sect.

They were the next-generation heirs of the Immortal Sects; the information they knew and the education they received were incomparable to ordinary cultivators. The grand situation on this macro level and the risks contained within were crystal clear to them.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and a flash of bright red heat passed through them.

"Calm! Calm!"

Beneath the phantom image of the Sun God Tree, Jiang Ding forged the sword with Blazing Sun Spirit Iron, then used Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin from Number Ten and the essence of ten thousand metals as ink, with his divine sense and sword intent as the brush, tracing bit by bit inside the Taiqing Flying Sword.

It is just unknown,

"Worrying about this, worrying about that."

"I am young and weak, my vision is short-sighted, and I speak nonsense; please do not take offense."

"Senior Brother Chongyuan, Junior Sister actually knows these things, it is just..."

Looking from afar, it was strange and terrifying, making one's heart grow cold.

"Junior Sister, if we do not wipe them out now, the disaster will be endless!"

It could be said to be extremely contradictory.

But at this moment, when magic power and divine sense were input, some spiritual fluctuations similar to life actually arose within this spherical forbidden array.

Chongyuanzi sneered: "If we drag it out for another hundred thousand years, waiting for the Refining Void Gong Fa of the Eastern Extreme Demon Gates to emerge, our descendants will probably have no worries left; they will long ago have become slaves to others, never to be reborn for eternity, and the Ancestors' lineage stolen by thieves."

Ding!

At some unknown time, the system prompt sound of the Central Array Spirit Computer rang out.

"Junior Sister, the Badaxian Sect all share a single origin and certainly would not go this far; your Sect is truly worrying about nothing..."

"Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace currently has forty-one small realms."

"Ding!"

Nowadays, the Immortal Sect with the strongest strength is Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace.

Ji Liuyue continued: "In this era where great changes are about to occur, Qingmuxian Sect will one day be like the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, destroyed in a single stroke, the Ancestors' lineage cut off, and destroyed by the Badaxian Sect which shares a single origin, or by some other Immortal Sect."

Jiang Ding gently stroked the blade of the blue-gold sword.

"Our worries are just like this."

After a long while, the final stroke of the Great Dipper forbidden pattern was carved.

Of course, Junior Sister is merely a junior; Junior Sister's decision actually counts for little. It is mainly the Sect Master and the elders who make the decisions; just consider it idle chat between senior and junior brothers and sisters."

The Daoist Disciple of Taiyi Qingmu spoke the following words in a tone so weak it made one's heart ache.

The Daoist Disciple of Taiyi Qingmu, Ji Liuyuan, hesitated, and after a moment, seemed to finally make up her mind.

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

In this instant, the Taiqing Flying Sword rang out with a sharp hum; sword intent tore the sky, the heavens and earth shook, the sound of the sword cry never ceased in the ears, and the destructive sword intent filled the space between heaven and earth, becoming a world dominated by the Sword Dao.

Wild and murderous intent flickered in his eyes; the next second, he returned to cold calmness; the next second after that, he became scarlet again, the color of mixed lava and blood, changing back and forth without stability.

Jiang Ding felt irritable, so he simply closed his eyes slightly, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the Great Sun to cultivate, using sword intent to slice away the constantly surfacing wild murderous thoughts in his heart bit by bit.

Damn it, the Master Tushan maids are showing a trend of betrayal but not quite betraying; without concrete proof, I cannot act easily. Their strength seems insufficient, not of great use, so I can only rely on stacking numbers. Should I guide them a bit..."

Chongyuanzi's face changed slightly.

"This is an inherent flaw of the Great Sun lineage; I seem to have overestimated my own will."

Chongyuanzi's gaze sharpened.

"Senior Brother, could it be like this,"

Ji Liuyue made a suggestion.

This is the sixth Heavenly Gang prohibition!

As it took shape and radiated light, the other five rotating Heavenly Gang prohibitions emitted beams of Jin Chong Guang, guiding the pre-set structures; billions of pure gold runes writhed and deformed, gradually forming a whole.

"I am a kind and innocent youth; I would not kill others without cause. Relying on willpower, I can face everything; have confidence in yourself."

She spoke weakly: "This junior sister worries about many things, tossing and turning because of them, and hesitates to make a decision."

"I must quickly find someone with power, with a concept of law or sword intent, and kill them to calm down."

Her small mouth opened, about to strip away half of the minor realm!

Taking such an alliance out, he even suspected that the Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun within the sect would immediately tear him apart, with no one holding anyone accountable, and even the Ancestor would ignore it.

"In fact, it is not just this junior sister; Senior Brother An of the Wuxingtian Sect, Senior Brother of the Shangqing Lingbao Sect, Senior Brother of the Tianji Immortal Palace... everyone is worried."

Zhong Chong Yuanzi forced a smile.

Zhong Chong Yuanzi's expression eased, and he cupped his hands in a bow.

"How dare you!"

"Senior Brother, this junior sister wishes to hear the details."

Zhong Chong Yuanzi reined in his anger and spoke calmly.

"Yes, a foolish dream."

"I have a bit of a headache,"

"Senior Brother, this junior sister is worried,"

"Senior Brother,"

Ji Liuyue spoke slowly.

Zhong Chong Yuanzi's face turned green, looking terribly ugly; he could not help but show his joy and anger on his face.

If the Dongji Demon Gate is destroyed, who will be next?

"Senior Brother, you have worries, and I have worries; can we find a way to relieve each other's concerns?"

When facing the Dongji Demon Gate, one must have long-term vision and not be shortsighted.

Ji Liuyue said softly.

At the Brother Brother Xuanwu Immortal Palace, must one also worry about nothing?

"For the peace of the Badaxian Sect, for the overall situation of the realm, can the Immortal Palace strip away half of the minor realm, belonging to no faction, so that we of the Badaxian Sect can manage it jointly?"

This sword-grinding secret technique from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is either to cut down the killing intent or to grind the killing intent into fragments, refine it, and fully integrate it into one's own innate flying sword.

"This number is already close to the number of minor realms before the Great Sun Sword Pavilion launched the war to unify the realm tens of thousands of years ago; it truly makes this junior sister worry."

"You all are having foolish dreams."

"Don't do this; entrapment is wrong."

Decades of sword forging, using the sword intent and thoughts within the Blazing Sun Spirit Iron to temper his own sword intent, changed him to a great extent.

He spoke with deep anguish.

Another four years passed.

It was clearly just a pile of dead objects drawn from ten No. 10 Synthetic Synthetic Gengjin and ten thousand gold elites.

Time flows on,

"Citizen 5227... Jiang Ding, the 274th Immortal Gate All-Citizen Military Conference is convening. You are invited to attend; please arrive at the venue within three days without delay."

"Violators will be dealt with by military law."

(End of this chapter)