The Nine Great Immortal Sects had fought their way out of the Jiao Ming Domain and entered an unfamiliar realm!
Every hair on Jiang Ding's body stood on end.
His divine sense and sword intent took over the formations of the entire home planet. The Central Array Spirit Computer halted all other computational allocations, bestowing the home planet's full computing power upon his spirit soul, ensuring that he could react under any circumstances and activate the Immortal Sect's contingency plan for escape.
"An unfamiliar realm, an unknown Immortal Civilization."
"Please, don't let us encounter an Above Dao Integration, or even a Near-Immortal Grade powerhouse..."
Jiang Ding murmured inwardly.
If they encountered such a powerhouse, he even suspected that every powerhouse of the Nine Great Immortal Sects would die at once.
This was certainly not the end.
If that terrifying powerhouse harbored malicious intent, then in a single thought, a dreadful and unknown attack could follow some unseen thread of karma, crossing starfields as it spread to kill them. Every powerhouse in the ancestral mountain gates of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and on the Immortal Sect Home Planet would instantly be reduced to ash, utterly wiped out.
If that happened, their only chance of survival would be to hide within the Spiritless Universe from which the home planet had originated.
That was assuming they reacted quickly enough, even if only by one ten-thousandth of a millisecond.
Jiang Ding's heart was cold and rational as he waited in silence.
Time in the Cultivation World was long, especially for high-level cultivators and Dao Integration Grade powers. Several centuries passing were no different from several months passing for mortals. For a Dao Integration power, it was almost impossible for any significant change to occur over a few hundred years.
Yet time in the