Chapter 769: Whale-Swallows Eleven Minor Thousand Worlds

"Hahaha, Old Liu, how's this feng shui treasure spot?"

"A great power dug the pit, a great power's blood offers the sacrifice — face enough, right? Whose face could be bigger than ours brothers'?"

Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun stood before a pitch-black coffin, slapped the coffin lid, and laughed out loud: "Brothers, all be happy, set up the flowing-water banquet, send our brothers off in grand style, in high spirits…"

"Come, sing! A friend's heart is just like…"

He strained his throat, singing a hoarse, ugly, yet loud song; the sound of his divine sense echoed through the starry sky, spreading far and wide.

"Haha, only Master Canghai will do!"

Many aged, world-weary old Nascent Soul cultivators around them laughed loudly, not sad at all, joining in Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun's ancient, long-forgotten pop song.

The singing was cheerful and stirring, bold and grand.

It was not a pose to comfort the comrades beside them, but came from the heart, with no great fear of death.

War is what we wanted.

Death is what we long prepared for.

Wailing and sobbing —

What would that look like?

Like a mistreated little bride, a doormat — losing face, do you still want the reputation you've built over all these years?

To die for the Great Dao, to die for the immortal gate — a death well spent!

After repairing and resupplying warships, warships, and starry-sky fortresses, replenishing soldier ranks, more than a month passed, and the Star Expeditionary Army once again returned to peak condition.

The damage previously inflicted by Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun's desperate fighting had vanished without a trace.

To outside observers, this was utterly terrifying.

You can't kill them, you can't wipe them out — however many you kill, that many are replenished at the same time. The massive price you paid, the wounds you risked falling to inflict, heal in an instant.

"All fleets attention, all officers and men attention, cease all cultivation activities, forbidden to leave the hatch…"

"Fleet is initiating jump…"

The voice of the Star Domain Army's array spirit broadcast once more.

The expeditionary army's march had begun again.

Jiang Ding followed the starry-sky fleet on its voyage. With the field armies inside and outside Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun completely annihilated and the Qidaxian Sect armies not entering the fray, the way could be said to be wide open.

Wherever they descended upon a minor world, they could wipe out resistance in that minor world's starry sky in the shortest time and dispatch landing troops to enter.

Under Jiang Ding's lead, the Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun ground forces — without Brother Brother Xuanwu — were simply no match at all.

The North Sky Domain Army's landing operations were one pure military exercise after another. The ground forces the Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun had conscripted from its various subordinate powers, apart from using boundary-fixing arrays to buy a little time, played no role whatsoever.

One after another, Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun's Minor Thousand Worlds were occupied by the immortal gate. The power accumulated over several thousand years now burst forth — swallowing realms whole, sweeping all before it.

The Gedaxian Sect were shaken.

At the alliance site, negotiations between the Qidaxian Sect and Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun proceeded at an ever more urgent frequency — almost once every five days, once every three days.

The two sides argued fiercely over every detail, every division of interests, each wanting to quickly reach a military alliance treaty to curb the East Pole Demon Sect's frenzied expansion.

But then, in this world, profit and gain are what most plague the heart.

This kind of interest shift involving the situation of myriad realms cannot be negotiated merely by being anxious. Even the most eloquent cultivators are useless — wearing their tongues to the bone will not affect the ownership of half a spirit stone.

All because the Qidaxian Sect's appetite was too great — opening their mouths, they demanded Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun disperse accumulated incense offerings of several hundred thousand years, cede dozens of minor worlds, and shrink down to a safe limit of at most fifteen minor worlds.

The Qidaxian Sect considered this perfectly reasonable.

Never mind that Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun ceded so much — on average, each immortal sect got no more than three minor worlds. Is this bit of interest enough to compensate for the possible losses of a life-and-death realm war?

This concerns the life and death of Void Refinement great powers!

With such risk, are three minor worlds too many?

Not too many at all!

This was already out of consideration for sharing the same origin, granting them face — otherwise, joining forces to attack and destroy the weakened Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun, then backstabbing the East Pole Demon Sect, wouldn't they gain even more?

The concessions were already more than enough.

What did Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun think, then?

No matter how frenzied the East Pole Demon Sect is, right now they've only swallowed seven of my minor worlds. You, named as allies, open your mouths and want to take more than twenty of my minor worlds — triple the loss — and make me disperse the incense-faith power accumulated over several hundred thousand years, cutting off my own arms.

Are you mad, or do you take Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun for fools no better than pigs and dogs?

The two sides had a fundamental conflict of interests; if one side did not yield, the negotiations simply could not proceed.

Under such circumstances, while continuously deploying troops and making full war preparations, the Qidaxian Sect chose to sit and watch coldly — they were not short on patience.

Time flowed on, and the realm situation developed rapidly.

Unconsciously,

another twenty years had passed.

The immortal gate's expeditionary army had successively attacked and destroyed four more of Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun's Minor Thousand Worlds, occupying them and making them part of the immortal gate's inherent territory.

During this period, after deep deliberation, Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun's great powers chose, within the star domain, to rely on several minor worlds and large stretches of asteroid belts, lightless planets, dispatching large numbers of Soul Transformation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators, along with many Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment cultivators, to enter and lay down the Stellar River Brother Brother Xuanwu Grand Array, attempting to block the immortal gate's advance.

The immortal gate expeditionary army did not retreat, attacking Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun's defensive line head-on.

In this battle, the stellar river dimmed, the sky shattered, swarms of warships and fighters and antiqued celestial palace halls broke apart, blood sprayed across the star domain, and multiple minor worlds were pushed far away by the war's aftershocks, shifting from their original world coordinates.

Nearly a million immortal gate citizens died in battle!

Among them were large numbers of Jin Dan and Nascent Soul cultivators, more than ten Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun, and massive quantities of forbidden nuclear weapons were launched, forming a vast radiation-dead-spirit zone in the star domain where Nascent Soul cultivators perished upon contact.

The final result: Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun lost nearly a hundred Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun in battle, the deaths of Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators were beyond counting, the three hundred sixty celestial palace guardian divine generals were virtually wiped out, and the Void Refinement great power fled grievously wounded.

The star domain trembled; Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun had no more terrain to defend, its last field forces utterly lost, and large swathes of Minor Thousand Worlds became lambs awaiting slaughter, ready to be taken at will.

Under such circumstances, Brother Brother Xuanwu Canghai Tianjun was panic-stricken from top to bottom and no longer held firm.

They made massive concessions in the negotiations — even more than the Qidaxian Sect's original demands — conceding everything, only asking to keep ten Minor Thousand Worlds.

They could no longer care about so much!

Otherwise, there would likely be a disaster of the sect being wiped out!

All cultivators would have to die under the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect's assault, and the Ancestral Master's legacy would be severed!

The negotiation progress of the Badaxian Sect accelerated dramatically; alliance treaties with powerful binding force had already been drafted, and would take effect as soon as the eight Void Refinement mighty beings signed them.

At that time, the Ba Sect coalition army could be formed immediately, attacking together in one place, just like the encirclement of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion many years ago—everything had ready-made rules and systems that could be used.

However, at this moment, the Immortal Gate's expeditionary army halted its advance.

The expeditionary army did not go seize the Minor Thousand Worlds that were within easy reach and could be pocketed with a wave of the hand; instead, it sent a peace treaty for a ceasefire to the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

Moreover, it was a treaty supervised and enforced by the Central Array Spirit Computer, so its reliability was beyond doubt.

If the ceasefire treaty could be signed, both sides would immediately cease hostilities; the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace would only lose its current eleven minor worlds, and would still retain thirty Minor Thousand Worlds, and the accumulated incense faith power of the sect's hundreds of thousands of years would still be preserved.

It would still be the strongest hegemon force in the realm domain, with the most territory and the greatest potential.

The about-to-be-signed Ba Sect Alliance treaty instantly ground to a halt.

(End of this chapter)