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Chapter 1229 Breaking the Formation and Returning to the Immortal Gate

Jiang Ding was not too happy when he heard the public opinion trend of the citizens, and frowned slightly.

"With a population base of tens of billions..."

"This is too little. It should be at least hundreds of billions."

Jiang Ding thought for a moment and said, "No matter which path you take, the Immortal Gate is the most fundamental existence."

"But for an interstellar civilization, tens of billions of people are too few anyway. It is not enough to support civilization. Foreign geniuses can indeed be absorbed, but it must be based on a sufficient citizen base, and they cannot become the host."

For him, being a citizen of Xianmen is always the foundation.

"is it?"

An Siyan looked at him in surprise: "I thought you would be very happy."

"However, personally, I also don't want to see the number of Xianmen citizens grow too much. We have fought for so long and sacrificed so much without any complaints. We have fought for the overall interests of the citizens."

"Now that you've won, can't you just indulge yourself?"

"Does it mean that we have to sacrifice for the greater good again?"

She was a little indignant.

"Well, that makes sense."

Jiang Ding agreed.

The two stopped talking about this topic and started to discuss some ideas on advancing to the God Transformation stage, which are also the most important things for cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

I do not know how long it has been.

hum!
As countless space runes bloomed on the horizon, a hazy unicorn figure once again appeared in the starry sky.

This is the last batch of monks from the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

If we also count the cultivators of the Horned Demon Emperor clan who were annihilated in the previous surprise attack by the nine immortal sects, these can almost be regarded as the last members of the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

Once again, complete, physical genocide is about to occur in this realm.

Boom!

At this time, thunder appeared in the starry sky where the space runes were blooming, and there was a pair of terrifying red eyes with pupils full of pain.

He seemed to want to attack from a distance.

In an instant, he was blocked by nine terrifying figures.

A wisp of breath that escaped from the starry sky billions of kilometers away solidified the rules of this world. The space instantly became as hard as iron, not to mention secondary forces such as order, consciousness, and magic power. Countless monks had a blank brain and lost the consciousness to resist.

"Hedao..."

Jiang Ding's body trembled a little.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't.

The surrounding spatial rules have solidified, no longer flowing and comfortable, allowing the monks to control them.

The only thing he could do was to watch clearly as the heavy and terrifying aura descended and then disappeared due to the obstruction of other forces.

He could only accept his fate.

Apart from that, nothing can be done.

It was not until the aura from billions of kilometers away dissipated that Jiang Ding gradually recovered his strength. His spiritual consciousness, magic power, and order once again spread to the surrounding world and took control of himself.

"He Dao...He Dao..."

'Such a terrible power!'

Jiang Ding was not angry at all, but silently repeated the name in his heart.

He reminded himself once again that in front of super-level enemies, only time and endless space could shield him, so he had to be careful in what he said and did so that he would have enough time to grow.

Click!

Click, click...

After the horrible aura left, cracks began to appear in this world that was restrained by the Yin-Yang Reversal Array of King Pingdeng of Yama Hell. Dark brown runes appeared between heaven and earth, countless amounts of blood flowed out, and countless dead souls and resentful spirits appeared, roaring and shouting, cursing with resentment... These were the countless lives that died on this bloody battlefield. Each of them was a strong man in the eyes of outside cultivators and mortals, but they died in piles. Hatred and blood covered the entire bloody battlefield.

All this endless hatred and blood converged towards a central point, forming a terrifying vortex, in which a terrifying black and red aura was blooming, containing an inexplicable and unknown power.

In fact, this is a power that exceeds the power of He Dao!

Countless changes that far exceeded the vision of a Jindan cultivator occurred in that black and red vortex.

Finally, all the visions disappeared, forming a terrible black and red cursed arrow.

This arrow is made up of the blood and souls of billions of lives that died on this bloody battlefield, and it has a strong directionality.

"...King of Equality...Equality..."

"…ruling…"

In the void, there was a vague whisper, following a very biased "equality", but equality was still needed, which was the basis of its existence.

It makes a ruling.

"The Black-Horned Ant Tribe is defeated!"

call out!
This horrifying black and red cursed arrow, which embodied the death and blood of billions of lives, disappeared following a certain pattern and a strong sense of cause and effect.

This turbulent world slowly calmed down.

The bloody battlefield cage that imprisoned countless lives disappeared, the broken space healed, and even the smell of blood and the remnants of resentment of living souls that were common on the battlefield disappeared, and the universe and the starry sky were peaceful.

Call ~
Huhu~
The sound of exhalation could be heard from all around.

Obviously, at the moment when the black and red arrow appeared, everyone's nerves were tense, fearing that death would come at the next moment.

Now, I feel like I have survived a disaster.

hum!
As soon as the situation calmed down, nine flying magic weapons of different shapes appeared in the void, including a moon palace, a fairy mountain, a tree house with green branches, etc. They burst out with the speed of the Void Refining Stage and quickly rushed towards the direction of the realm passage, with no interest in staying for even a moment.

He is one of the nine great disciples of the Immortal Sect.

They had no shame in showing weakness and just swallowed their pride.

Only Yu Qianzi tightly grasped the Taiyin Flying Sword, with a look of strong unwillingness on her face. However, she did not turn back in the end. She drew her sword and rushed forward, seeking her own sword path.

Because, at this moment, she could not find any possibility of defeating her opponent in her sword heart.

This is not a sword fight, this is suicide.

A sword cultivator would never initiate a sword fight against an opponent whom he cannot defeat no matter what, because this would not allow him to have the possibility of a breakthrough.

At the last moment, Yu Qianzi took a deep look at the young man in blue and kept him in mind.

"I, too, am leaving."

Jiang Ding was not proud of anything and just sighed slightly.

In front of the Hedao cultivators, he was terribly weak and didn't even have the slightest power to resist. Not only could he not be of any help to the Immortal Sect by staying here, but it would also distract Yuan and others from protecting him.

Emperor Jiao Ming and the eight great immortal sects' powerful men all had a strong desire to kill him.

"So are we."

"Da Ri Jian Zi, give me a ride. We need to go back to the rear to rest and sleep."

Master Gulin, An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and others came up and said with a smile.

Now is the time of war. Without a large number of immortal monks and sixth-rank formation masters among them, they are unable to form a virtual-refining-level military formation. They are very vulnerable and dangerous in the starry sky.

"Then together."

Jiang Ding glanced at the distant starry sky.

There, with the destruction of the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of King Pingdeng of Yama Hell, great changes must have taken place on the Hedao battlefield. Yuan and others must be fighting a life-and-death battle. Now is not the time to disturb them.

Jiang Ding raised his hand, and the Big Sun Lake opened up in his hand, emitting light and instantly becoming a size of 90,000 kilometers.

The light of the Great Sun Lake shone, collecting all the immortal monks and the spoils of war. The eternally spinning crystal wall rotated and flew towards the realm channel.

(End of this chapter)