The Immortal Sect's transfer orders moved swiftly.
Just over twenty years later, True Venerable Shenji's Second Field Army fleet had already withdrawn from the battlefield. It passed through the Super Teleportation Array and several Middle Thousand World nodes before finally arriving at the Ancient God Domain's Realm Passage.
"Welcome, welcome."
"Senior Shenji, it has been many years."
Jiang Ding personally greeted him at the spaceport, clasping True Venerable Shenji's hand with both of his and shaking it vigorously several times.
His gaze turned toward the Second Field Army fleet.
After centuries of bitter fighting, many warships carried an air of weathered hardship. Their decks were covered in repaired patches, and killing intent surged from them. The fleet's bearing clearly surpassed that of the Ninth Field Army by a great deal.
Such repeatedly repaired warships were treasures of the battlefield and precious assets of the Immortal Sect. Their combat strength far exceeded that of brand-new warships.
If they underwent generation after generation of upgrades, received new materials and technologies, and were refined by generations of cultivators, they would eventually be far more likely to become Planet-grade Battleships, or even Star-grade Battleships.
This was the Immortal Sect's inherited magic treasure, refined by generations of citizens.
"If it were your True Body—"
"Then indeed, it has been a long time."
True Venerable Shenji smiled bitterly. "You brat are far too dangerous now. If I were still serving in the Central Army Group, I would not have dared approach you at all, lest danger befall the Immortal Sect Central Army Group."
He was frank and open, concealing nothing.
"Hahaha!"
"You seniors truly are seasoned statesmen who plan for the nation."
Jiang Ding laughed loudly, unconcerned.
The Immortal Sect belonged to its citizens. It was not some bandit gang or mountain stronghold ruled by a