"Many of the Skull Vine Demon Clan's technologies are very useful to the Immortal Sect."
Jiang Ding fell into deep thought, especially over the thing that had directly turned the Skull Vine Demon Clan's overwhelming advantage into defeat.
Military Tally.
Its principle seemed to be isolating the Void Refinement realm, leaving Deity Transformation Stage cultivators to fight a bloody battle alone?
"Ha."
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Ding suddenly smiled.
The Immortal Sect had become the strongest among the Nine Great Immortal Sects even without Void Refinement cultivators!
If some race believed that, bolstered by the advantages of numerous formations, it could send a few juniors—so-called imperial sons and Ancient Imperial Sons—to confront a full-strength Immortal Sect head-on, that would be quite a spectacle.
"However, experience tells me that the brilliant achievements of an Immortal Civilization could never be so rigid... They may give rise to other variations, such as curses, suppression, or even summoning unknown lifeforms..."
"That must be an extremely terrifying method on the level of racial heritage..."
Jiang Ding's smile faded.
He could not determine anything from this. His strength was far too weak, and his horizons too narrow.
As usual, he packaged it up and uploaded it to the Immortal Sect, specifically marking it as highly classified, high-value intelligence, to be sent to the command headquarters of the First Jiao Ming Domain Expeditionary Army.
After finishing this matter, Jiang Ding went blank-faced and sat quietly within the Fire Spirit Palace.
He had completed what his true body had instructed him to do. In the years ahead, he would continue nurturing the Immortal Sect's Affiliated Powers, allowing the Immortal Sect to possess greater potential.
Time flowed like water, and several decades swiftly passed.
Commander Yuan's Fleets of Hundreds of Millions from the Immortal Sect had successfully entered the Jiao