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1248: Chapter 1216: Breaking the Formation, Returning to the Xiann Sect 1248: Chapter 1216: Breaking the Formation, Returning to the Xiann Sect Hearing the public sentint of the citizens, Jiang Ding did not revel in joy, his brows slightly furrowed.

“Hundreds of billions in population base…”

“That’s too few, it must reach at least a trillion for it to suffice.”

Jiang Ding pondered and said, “No matter which path we take, Xiann Sect is the most fundantal existence.”

“But for a star civilization, a population of hundreds of billions is far too little no matter how you look at it, insufficient to support the civilization.

Indeed, we can absorb the elites from the outside, but it must be based on a sufficient populous foundation, not allowing the guests to beco the hosts.”

To him, the citizens of Xiann Sect have always been the essential foundation.

“Is that so?”

An Siyan looked at him in surprise: “I thought you would be overjoyed.”

“However, personally, I also do not wish to see the number of Xiann Sect citizens increase too greatly.

We have fought blood battles for so long, made so many sacrifices, without a single complaint, for the overall interest of the citizens.”

“Having triumphed, can’t we indulge ourselves for a while?”

“Must we sacrifice ourselves for the greater good again?”

She felt sowhat indignant.

“Hmm, that’s a valid point.”

Jiang Ding agreed.

The two did not continue this topic and instead turned to discuss so views on advancing to Divinity Transformation, which are of utmost concern to Peak Nascent Soul Cultivators.

After an indefinable amount of ti.

Hum!

Accompanied by the bloom of countless Spatial Runes at the edge of the sky, a hazy silhouette with a single horn erged once again in the Starry Sky.

This was the last batch of Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators.

If we include the Horned Demon Imperial Clan Cultivators annihilated in the surprise attack wars by the Nine Great Immortal Sects previously, this could almost be regarded as the last of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan.

Once again, a total, physical sense of the extinction of a species was about to unravel in this Domain.

Boom!

At that mont, thunder and a pair of eyes filled with suffering and fiery red pupils appeared in the Starry Sky where the Spatial Runes blood.

He seed to want to strike from across the void.

And in an instant, he was obstructed by nine terrifying figures.

The faint whiff of breath that dissipated from a distance of billions of kiloters froze the rules of this space and ti; the space instantly beca as rigid as a steel plate.

Not to ntion lesser forces like order, Divine Sense, Mana, an unknown number of cultivators’ brains went blank, losing their sense of resistance.

“Harmonization…”

Jiang Ding’s body shivered.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn’t manage it.

The surrounding spatial rules congealed, no longer flowing and comfortable, and no longer at the cultivators’ whim.

The only thing he could do was to watch, alert, as that heavy, terrifying aura descended and then vanished under the obstruction of other forces.

He could only accept his destiny.

Beyond that, there was nothing he could do.

It was not until that breath that had traversed billions of kiloters dissipated that Jiang Ding gradually regained his strength, Divine Sense and Mana, and once more order spread to the surrounding world, enabling him to take control.

‘Harmonization…

Harmonization…’

‘Such terrifying power!’

Jiang Ding did not rage about anything, silently repeating this na in his heart.

He reminded himself once again that in the face of an enemy beyond one’s own league, only ti and endless space could shield him; hence, only by being cautious and prudent could he have enough ti to grow.

Crack!

Crack, crack…

As that terrifying breath left, the world confined by the Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array began to show cracks everywhere, with dark brown Runes erging between heaven and earth, countless blood flowing, myriad Vital Souls and resentful spirits of the dead appeared, roaring furiously, cursing with bitterness and hate…

These were the countless souls that had perished in this battlefield, each a powerhouse in the eyes of outside cultivators and mortals, yet they died en masse, covered in rancor and blood across the battlefield.

All endless hatred and blood converged towards a central point, forming a terrifying vortex, within which a horrible black and red aura blossod, containing an inexplicable and unknown power.

It was even a power beyond Harmonization!

Innurable changes beyond the comprehension of Nascent Soul Cultivators took birth within that black and red vortex.

In the end, all the strange phenona disappeared, resulting in the formation of a dreadful black and red curse arrow.

This arrow was condensed from the blood and vengeful spirits of countless beings who had died on this battlefield, carrying a certain strong directionality.

“…King Pingdeng…

Equal…”

“…Judgnt…”

In the void, ca a vast and low whisper, following a form of ‘equality’ that was extrely biased, yet equality was still needed, as it was the foundation of its existence.

It made a judgnt.

“Black Corner Ant Clan, defeated!”

Whoosh!

The terrible black and red curse arrow, containing the death and blood of countless beings, vanished along a certain pattern and a strong aura of cause and effect.

The turbulent world slowly recovered its calm.

The blood battleground cage that had bound nurous beings disappeared, the shattered space healed, and even the sll of blood and the remnants of resentnt and Vital Souls from the battlefield vanished, leaving the cosmic starry sky tranquil.

Whew~

Whew whew~

Around, the sounds of exhaling continued one after another.

Clearly, at the mont the black and red arrow appeared, everyone’s nerves were taut, fearing that death would descend the next mont.

Now, they felt the relief of having survived a calamity.

Hum!

As things settled slightly, nine flying Treasures of different shapes — so resembling the Moon Palace, others fairy mountains, and yet others verdant branch tree houses — appeared in the void, bursting forth with Refining Void Stage speed, hastening towards the direction of the Domain passage, not interested in staying even a mont longer.

They were the Nine Great Daoists of the Immortal Sects.

They felt no sha in such a display of weakness, acting with utter self-assurance.

Only Yu Qianzi tightly gripped her Taiyin Flying Sword, her face showing strong reluctance, but in the end, she did not turn back to proceed with her sword to seek her own Sword Dao.

Because, at this mont, she was unable to find a single shred of possibility to defeat her opponent in her Sword Heart.

This was not a Sword Fight, but suicide.

A Sword Cultivator would never challenge an opponent they could not overco no matter what, as there would be no chance for breakthrough.

At the last mont, Yu Qianzi took one deep look at that green-clothed youth, etching his image in her heart.

“I, too, must leave.”

Jiang Ding was not the slightest bit proud, and sighed softly.

In the presence of a Harmonization cultivator, he was frighteningly weak, possessing not the slightest resistance, and being here wouldn’t help the Xiann Sect but would instead distract Yuan Deng and others with the need to protect him.

The Jiaoming Emperor and the Great Powers of the Eight Great Immortal Sects all harbored a very strong desire to kill him.

“So do we.”

“Dari Swordsman, give us a ride.

We need to return to the rear to recuperate and slumber,” said Gu Lin True Lord, An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, and others as they approached with smiles.

In these tis of war, without a large number of Xiann Nascent Soul Cultivators and Sixth Order Array Masters among them, they could not form a Refining Void Stage Army Formation, making them vulnerable and dangerous in the starry sky.

“Then let’s go together.”

Jiang Ding glanced into the distant starry sky.

There, with the shattering of the Yama Hell Equal King Yin-Yang Inversion Array, the Harmonization Battlefield must have undergone great changes, with Yuan Deng and others certainly struggling in life-and-death battles.

Now was not the ti to disturb them.

Raising his hand, Jiang Ding unfolded the Great Sun Heavenly Pond in his palm, radiating its light outward, instantaneously expanding to ninety thousand kiloters in size.

The light from Great Sun Heavenly Pond illuminated the surroundings, gathering all Xiann cultivators and spoils of the Xiann Sect, with the eternally spinning crystal walls rotating, heading towards the Domain passage.