Amid the thunder of naval guns and billions of electromagnetic dotted lines, Jiang Ding was somewhat unwilling.
Under the relentless bombardment of the Super Battleship Great Sun, the battle formations of the seven Dao Children had been shattered beyond recognition. Injuries had accumulated on every Dao Child; even counting their trump cards, they could be worn down completely within ten years at most.
Then, a true opportunity to kill them would emerge.
However, looking around, the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace's military formations were breaking through the realm barrier from afar. They were desperately driving their Military Formation Heavy Weapons, accelerating to complete the encirclement.
Once they succeeded, the Immortal Sect's fleet would face certain annihilation, and all sixty Space-Air Army Groups would be buried here.
"I am no match for Chong Guangzi..."
Jiang Ding took a deep breath.
Chong Guangzi had fought the Eight Great Dao Children plus the Immortal Sect's Dao Child—nine Great Dao Children in all—and still held an overwhelming advantage. At the final moment of his life, he had burned everything he possessed and perished together with the nine Great Dao Children.
His final remnant soul had died at the hands of Deity Transformation Cultivators from the Immortal Cults and the Immortal Sect, ground into ashes.
It had to be admitted that the Great Sun Sword Pavilion of those days had been a truly worthy Dominator Grade force.
A single flying sword, needing nothing else, could slaughter its way across the world.
Without question, this was the effect of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's complete inheritance: its exploration of Immortal Path Knowledge stood on a higher level, a disparity in the heights of civilizations.
"Retreat."
Jiang Ding sighed and gave the order.
"Yes!"
Ouyang Hui and the other Deputy Commanders of the Aerospace Army Group let out