Chapter 735: Northern Front Sky-Space Fleet Group

The nine-heavens gale roared past, cutting like knives and chiseling like axes, clanging and clashing, infinitely sharp.

Jiang Ding transformed his body into sword light, piercing through the gale layer of the realm wall; the sword light sliced through layers of gale without harming him in the slightest, speeding rapidly down toward the earth.

Behind him, dense formations of immortal sect warships and sky-space fighters flew in military array, heavy pressure rippling outward, instantly flattening the gales across the land, no longer affecting those within the array.

The structure of a Minor Thousand World has a hard realm wall as its outermost layer, followed by the realm thunder layer, which effectively shatters overly large meteors and alien creatures; these two layers were blasted through by the immortal sect's military array to deploy their landing forces inside.

The third layer, the gale layer, is where they currently are.

Here, the sharp nine-heavens gales blow constantly, causing great trouble even for Nascent Soul cultivators; ordinary cultivators entering here die instantly.

The fourth layer, the cloud layer, is the space where living beings dwell.

A layer of gray magnetic light flew from afar, striking the sword qi shield on Jiang Ding's body, leaving spots upon it that only dissipated after a moment.

This magnetic light exists constantly within the gale layer of the Di Ci Gao Jie, making it more dangerous than the gale layers of ordinary Minor Thousand Worlds, and is the source of its name.

Over several days, the fleet crossed the gale layer, and the cloud layer appeared before their eyes.

Clouds drifted everywhere, the wild wind was gentle, no longer sharp as knives; this is the region where living beings live.

Then, eight Void Refinement Grand Masters collectively betrayed their alliance at the cost of severe injuries, backstabbing the Immortal Sect.

This is the reason the landing force has no Nascent Soul cultivators; with a single lapse in attention, a Nascent Soul True Person could die shamefully in the hands of an ordinary Jin Dan cultivator, targeted and suppressed by the pan-Heaven Dao consciousness, unable to unleash their full power.

The reason is that this realm contains abundant spirit-magnetic spirit mines, causing power to overflow.

Teacher Ouyang Hui, regardless of Jiang Ding's sky-space course grades, explained in detail, as it was her duty as Vice Commander.

Faintly, they could feel a vast, sea-like power fall upon them and then depart, like a punch thrown into empty air, causing no effect.

"This landing force, the Northern Front Sky-Space Fleet, excluding ground troop transport ships, totals forty-five Sky-Space Army Groups, three Special Sky-Space Army Groups, and over 830,000 personnel."

"One Immortal Sect Sky-Space Army can be viewed as having the combat power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul."

The nine-heavens gale blew past; Jiang Ding, whose divine sense was sharper than many Nascent Soul True Persons, sensed the differences and the world's aura, distinct from both the Immortal Sect and the Northern Plains.

Three thousand years ago, on the eve of the life-and-death decisive battle that destroyed the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the Immortal Sect and the Badaxian Sect agreed to divide the post-war spoils, generally following principles of fairness and justice; the Di Ci Gao Jie was allocated to the Immortal Sect.

At the Immortal Sect's most disadvantageous moment in the war, they lost all minor realms and were breached into their home star; only by relying on taboo nuclear weapons and the various sordidness and distrust among the Badaxian Sect did they finally succeed in breaking this siege and pushing back several minor realms.

This is the pan-Heaven Dao consciousness of a Minor Thousand World!

It will repel and suppress the law domains and divine souls of any non-native Nascent Soul cultivators and above, making them slightly weaker than ordinary Jin Dan cultivators to protect native life; it takes at least over ten years to break free.

The phantom of Teacher Ouyang Hui, Vice Commander of the Fleet, appeared before Jiang Ding; she was in her warship, facing a row of flashing instrument panels, sending tens of thousands of commands simultaneously with her divine sense to adjust the military arrays of various fleets and issue orders to prepare for battle.

"Commander, we are about to reach the cloud layer."

"Every world has a different aura..."

"Therefore, the space between the gale layer and the cloud layer is an excellent location for a large ambush, hidden and difficult to detect; many casualties and fleet destructions occur here."

"When the fleet passes through the gale layer and cloud layer, due to the huge difference between the two regions, massive spatial turbulence will appear; the fleet's military array will be briefly disrupted, and some fleets may even be lost, unable to withstand the power of heaven and earth."

"Three Immortal Sect Sky-Space Armies make one Immortal Sect Sky-Space Army Group, with the same training and equipment standards, capable of free combination; you can view it as having the combat power of a late-stage Nascent Soul."

"Additionally, selecting outstanding Foundation Establishment soldiers, increasing the number of Jin Dan cultivators within the army group, and issuing superior warships and sky-space fighters will form an Immortal Sect Special Sky-Space Army Group, which you can view as having the combat power of a peak Nascent Soul."

"Those above holding titles, such as the Teacher Gu Lin True Person's Green Spirit Special Army Group, possess strength below Soul Transformation but above ordinary peak Nascent Soul."

"This is a very long interval; you, the Dao Sons of the Jiudaxian Sect, all have strength within this range."

"Between the gale layer and the cloud layer, due to the influence of spatial turbulence, our spirit-electron radar functions will be limited; please pay extra attention."

Teacher Ouyang Hui bowed slightly and said.

"Mm."

Jiang Ding replied somewhat absent-mindedly.

This drew uneasy glances from Teacher Ouyang Hui and the Northern Front Army's Chief of Staff, An Siyan, but since it was before the battle, they dared not say anything to shake morale.

Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness began to boil and stir bit by bit.

Like a shark starving for three hundred years, its sense of smell for blood was extremely sharp.

Without needing Teacher Ouyang Hui's reminder, his entire focus was placed near the junction of the gale layer and the cloud layer, within a white cloud.

The sea of consciousness, constantly tormented by killing intent, now strangely regained clarity, calm and rational, no longer affecting anything.

Cloud layer, within a white cloud.

A large man, only his eyes visible and his entire body covered in Jin Jia, coldly watched the steel fleet constantly approaching the clouds in the distance, covering the sky and earth, dense and emitting terrifying pressure.

"The fleet of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect..."

The faces of the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators turned pale, among them not lacking peak Jin Dan cultivators.

They each controlled their sect's Dao Soldiers, being figures who held authority over a region, called Ancestors, but at this moment, some were trembling, unable to look directly at the fleet constantly approaching the horizon.

"Hmm?"

The Jin Jia giant's tone grew slightly cold, his gaze turning to the blue-robed peak Jin Dan cultivator who had first spoken with his divine sense.

Although they possessed the same cultivation, peak Jin Dan, the moment his gaze fell, the blue-robed Jin Dan cultivator immediately showed panic.

"Spare my life!"

His knees went soft, and he knelt on the ground: "I am a successor of the Armor King lineage, I beg you to spare my life! I merely failed to check for a moment, I did not intentionally violate the silence military law.

Please allow me to serve as the vanguard to atone for my crime..."

Successor,

Successor Disciple!

These are figures second only to the Dao Sons within the Brother Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace; there are several, but at the same realm, there are no more than ten, known as the Ten Kings of the Sky Palace.

They are all peerless geniuses with the most outstanding talents between realms, destined in the future to hold authority over the realm for ten thousand years, with noble status and powerful strength.

The Brother Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace has forty-one Minor Thousand Worlds.

In terms of probability, this means that even under the careful cultivation of the Brother Brother Xuanwu Sky Palace, such peerless geniuses appear only once every few worlds.

(End of Chapter)