The clearly protruding stretch of land south of Heavenly Mountain, east of the Canglan River, and west of the middle section of the East Sea was what the world knew as the Borderlands. Overall, it could be divided into three parts: the Southwest, the Southeast, and the Central Region, comprising dozens of cultivation worlds.
The Southwest was barren, the Southeast was prosperous, and the Central Region's resources were passable, but it had no need to deal with external threats. Its population was extremely dense, and it possessed an enormous number of cultivators.
Its resources were not as abundant as the Southeast's, and it had no direction in which it could expand. Coupled with its vast population, this caused the various cultivation worlds of the Central Region, and the forces within those cultivation worlds, to accumulate a great many conflicts and hidden dangers.
It was like a powder keg; even the tiniest spark might set it off.
Myriad Manifestations Palace had always tried to mediate the internal conflicts between the various forces, but the results were meager, because the fundamental problems could not be resolved.
The structure of the near seas of the East Sea had already taken shape. The Song Clan had been able to stick a foot into it by cutting flesh from Brocade Banner. With so many forces in the Central Region, there was simply no way to take them all into account. Myriad Manifestations Palace had to first ensure the interests of the cultivation worlds along the Southeast coast.
Precisely because of this, no matter how intense the battles on the Southwest and East Sea fronts became, Myriad Manifestations Palace had never considered letting the cultivation worlds of the Central Region join the war. It was already no easy thing for them to maintain internal order.
Letting