Chapter 762: Immortal Sect Star Fleet Descends Upon Tian Hai Gao Jie

"Undoubtedly, the Seven Great Immortal Sects are negotiating terms with the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace."

"The Seven Great Immortal Sects are not benevolent."

After pondering for a moment, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun said, "Unless something unexpected happens, they must have proposed extremely harsh conditions, such as forcing the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace to cede a vast number of Small Realms, or even ordering them to disperse part of the faith power accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, to dissipate the power of the Black Tortoise Divine Court's seed, lowering it to a critical point that would reassure the Seven Great Immortal Sects."

"They want the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace to cut off its own flesh to strengthen themselves and weaken others."

"If that old thing from the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace hasn't gone mad, he would never agree; otherwise, it would be a defeat without a battle, far more miserable than being defeated by the Immortal Sects."

"This period is our opportunity for war."

"Now, what we need is,"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun pointed at the star map and said with murderous intent, "Attack! Attack! Attack!"

"Attack regardless of the cost!"

"Whoever blocks us dies!"

"Even if eight Void Refining experts descend, what is there to fear?"

"Call Far and the Central Array Spirit Computer over; use all the top-tier forbidden nuclear weapons accumulated over these thousands of years, disregard everything, and focus all fire on the experts of the Wan Shouxianzong!"

"Doesn't that old bastard love to jump out and interfere first?"

"Then no matter what, even if the Immortal Sects are ultimately destroyed, the Mother Star falls, and the citizens are wiped out, we must kill the Ancient Blood Beast Dao Soldiers of the Wan Shouxianzong and that old bastard, annihilating their souls completely!"

"I want to see if the Wan Shouxianzong can survive what comes next."

"Will his old friends support him or swallow and destroy the Wan Shouxianzong?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's face was grotesque as he shouted sternly, "Do you understand clearly?"

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Below, a group of Soul Transformation Tianjuns and Nascent Soul Zhenjuns shouted hoarsely, their eyes red with blood, killing intent overflowing, nearly mad, disregarding everything, caring for nothing.

They only wanted to grab the enemy before them and kill them!

Or let others kill them!

Jiang Ding stared at this scene in shock.

It was one thing for a figure like Mieri Canghai Tianjun to act this way.

But Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Zhang Zhang Junsheng, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun, and other old seniors, figures who grew up in the scholarly atmosphere of the campus, had always been elegant and easygoing, kind and honest, with an air of books, looking like very reasonable scholars.

Who would have thought they also had such a mad side.

After the military meeting dispersed, the war preparations began in full swing.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, with the Sun God Tree shining brightly behind him, while the Taqing Flying Sword floated up and down in the light before him.

Looking around, there was an endless, empty sea of clouds.

Of course, most of this was just a texture map; only an area of over thirty kilometers was real.

He was currently inside the steel fortress of a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun; the First Army Group of the Northern Sky Aspect Army Group commanded by Teacher Ouyang Hui was also here, being carried by this senior's steel fortress to conduct star-level maneuvers.

His temporary resting cave dwelling was considered the highest grade, which is why it was so spacious.

For others, most had cave dwelling spaces of a hundred square meters where they could rest, cultivate, had dedicated places for practicing spells and combat duels, and even shopping centers where they could socialize and attend school—

Yes, even now, they still had to attend school, and it was mandatory; hiding was impossible.

Not only cultivators like Jiang Ding at the Foundation Establishment Jin Dan stage, but even respected and esteemed Nascent Soul peak cultivators like Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun still had to attend school, and were occasionally scolded until they were covered in blood, losing all face.

They didn't dare say anything, not even a quiet complaint.

Because the instructors were

all Soul Transformation Tianjuns!

The teaching lineup was terrifyingly strong.

Anyone who dared to act up would be slapped down with a single palm strike.

Every star fortress was an independent Secret Realm space where cultivators could live normally for a hundred years without problem; a mortal could be born and grow old to death on one.

If cultivators were forbidden from cultivating and forced to sleep via secret techniques, a star fortress could last a thousand years while retaining most of its combat power.

This was still a combat-oriented star fortress.

If it were a migration-oriented star fortress, ten thousand cultivators could cultivate freely and reproduce for thousands of years.

The fleet sailed through the dark starry sky.

Half a year later.

"Attention all fleets, attention all personnel, immediately cease cultivation activities such as refining magical treasures and comprehending Gong Fa."

"Attention all fleets..."

The voice of the Array Spirit of the Northern Sky Army Group echoed throughout every part of the fleet, while spirit particle radar waves scanned every location, inspecting everything.

Jiang Ding immediately stopped refining the Taqing Flying Sword and retracted his divine sense back into his body.

"The fleet has arrived at the designated spatial node."

"The fleet is about to perform a long-distance spatial jump, targeting Tian Hai Gao Jie. Attention all fleets, attention all personnel, immediately cease cultivation activities..."

The voice of the Array Spirit continued to echo.

Several days later,

In the dark star region, accompanied by brilliant Bai Chong Guang of spatial array patterns spreading for tens of thousands of kilometers, huge spatial fluctuations caused the dark steel fleet, resembling a meteorite belt, to vanish.

Tian Hai Gao Jie.

In the star region, lightning flashed and thunder rolled, with dark clouds gathering like divine thunder descending from Xian Gao Jie; terrible spatial fluctuations spread in all directions, and a terrifying, cold pressure descended.

Through the hazy space, the steel fleet, dark as storm clouds, became clearer and clearer, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"The Eastern Extreme Demon Sect!"

"They've appeared in Tian Hai Gao Jie!"

More than ten Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun stationed here were seized with terror, frantically throwing themselves into the inter-realm teleportation array, abandoning even their own children and personal disciples, with not a shred of a Canghai Tianjun's lofty, long-lived composure.

Hum!

Hum hum!

The inter-realm teleportation arrays kept activating, fleeing into the distance. The Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun escaped first, and the remaining Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace grew even more frenzied, killing, clearing everything before them, desperate to flee, each making their own judgment of the situation.

"Everyone below Nascent Soul, stay put!"

"Those who flee, die!"

A cold voice came from the void, and then personally detonated over ten thousand restrictive formations — all the Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment cultivators who had fled first.

Even the children of Soul Transformation cultivators died instantly, exploding into clouds of blood mist, no mercy shown at all. The familiar addresses of Uncle, Uncle, Old Ancestor from days past meant nothing now.

"Old Ancestor…"

Countless Foundation Establishment and Jin Dan cultivators of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace stiffened, forced to stop under the terrifying killing intent.

One more step, one more attempt to flee, and everyone would die!

"My children,"

The voice in the void turned warm and kindly again, so that anyone hearing it would be filled with deep longing and respect, eager to throw themselves into battle for the Heavenly Palace under the elder's lead, heedless of their own lives.

What was there to regret in dying for the Heavenly Palace?

Even Jin Dan cultivators were no exception, instantly shifting from terror to surging fighting spirit.

This bizarre scene of extreme contrast would have made any bystander's flesh crawl with goosebumps on the spot.

Seeing this, that voice grew even gentler and more affable.

"My children,"

"Now is the time to win merit and establish yourselves. For every cultivator of the same rank slain from the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect — Nascent Soul cultivators will be granted a Soul Transformation Pill, Jin Dan cultivators a Nascent-Forming Pill, Foundation Establishment cultivators a Golden Core Formation Pill!"

"Should you fall in battle against the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect cultivators, the Heavenly Palace will compensate your families, care for your wives and children, your descendants, for three generations without end."

"The Great Dao lies right before your eyes, my children. Rely on the Heavenly Palace's realm-anchoring array foundations, hold on, buy time, wait for the Heavenly Palace's main army to arrive. You will all be meritorious contributors, and your families will become the Heavenly Palace's hereditary noble houses, with wealth and the Great Dao flowing unbroken for generation after generation…"

The warm, kindly voice made many promises.

Large numbers of Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment cultivators listened with blood boiling, fighting spirit soaring, eyes filled with countless fantasies — attaining the Dao and becoming immortals, the lofty, unapproachable fairy maidens of old now theirs to toy with at will…

The promises of the Heavenly Palace, the laws of the Heavenly Palace, had never been broken — everyone knew this.

Great risk! Great opportunity!

Right now, today!

(End of chapter)