Jiang the Super Tycoon Ding

All around them, warships filled the skies, constantly shuttling back and forth to clean up the battlefield and eliminate every enemy unwilling to surrender.

Several days later, the battlefield gradually fell quiet.

"Commander,"

Ouyang Hui saluted and said spiritedly, "Our army won a great victory in this battle. We captured 2.07 million Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace cultivators and fully occupied the Geomagnetic Realm. We are now reshaping the Geomagnetic Realm's political landscape according to our plans and have actual control over every corner."

"The Immortal Sect's second-line garrison corps are assembling. They will take over these tedious duties from us and be stationed here."

"The Spirit Soul Restrictions of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace's Core Disciples are tight and severe. The moment they are captured, the restrictions immediately self-destruct. There were no prisoners."

"There is currently one problem."

Ouyang Hui said somewhat embarrassedly, "The battlefield was too chaotic at the time, and the resistance everywhere was fierce, so... we let King Mu and the Shadow King escape. We still haven't found them."

"How was this handled in the past?"

Jiang Ding opened his eyes from cultivation and asked.

"A Space-Air Army Group would be left behind to search the realm. It would take several years, but they should be found and killed."

"In rare cases, it could drag on for more than a decade."

Ouyang lowered her head somewhat shamefully.

She always felt as though she had to cling to a powerful thigh, as though she could not survive without one.

If this were an Immortal Sect, perhaps no cultivator would dare make so many demands before a Dao Child?

"No need to make it so troublesome."

Jiang Ding took out a Golden Talisman Sword embryo. Sword Qi spurted from his fingertips as he carved one intricate pattern after another