Three months was but an instant in a starry sky war.
"Teacher,"
Jiang Ding looked toward Bone Forest Heavenly Monarch.
She had stepped out of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool and was seeing him off, her eyes filled with reluctance and regret.
"Go back. Go to the mother planet."
Jiang Ding gazed at the distant starry sky. "There is a certain chance that we will lose this battle."
"If Yuan and I fail, and the Citizen Fleet's elite forces are wiped out, do not attempt a rescue. You must immediately launch an attack on the Realm Passage, blast it apart, sever the two realms, and buy time for the Immortal Sect to recover and rebuild the Citizen Fleet."
This was possible.
The Eight Great Immortal Sects thirsted too greatly for the Dao Integration Realm. They had transferred most of their strength to the Middle Thousand World, the Nine Spirit Realm.
The Nine Spirit Domain had never been their homeland, only a temporary foothold. Now that they had a better place, the political center of the Eight Great Immortal Sects had shifted. In truth, they had already moved their capital, and the Nine Spirit Domain's defenses were at their weakest point in history.
"If the plan to destroy the passage between the two realms fails, then you can only go to End of Law City."
"You must keep waiting—wait for the chance of a civil war within the Eight Great Immortal Sects in the future. That is inevitable. Without the Immortal Sect, they would have beaten one another's brains out long ago, until an absolute Dominant Power emerged. The odds of peaceful coexistence are slim."
Jiang Ding repeatedly urged her.
Although Bone Forest Heavenly Monarch knew all this, he could not help but repeat it, afraid that she would forget, or