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Like a Mountain
At the border starfield of the boundless Ghost Path, the shattered limbs and broken wings of fleets lay everywhere. Although I saw none of the wailing devastation of a human battlefield, no one knew how many Dao bodies had died here before. The sight was shocking.
I glanced around and said, "Leave a million Sword Pavilion troops and the Ten Thousand Swords Summoned fleet to sweep the battlefield and send all the materials to the border. We'll collect the wreckage of the sunken Heavenly Dao warships and reforge it, restoring the Ancient God carrier as much as possible, then sail toward the Ghost Path's Central Court and search with all our might for Si Xiaoxian and the Sacred Hall Realm! We'll also reclaim the border line at the Ghost Gate Pass and place it firmly under our own control!"
"What about our Demon God Realm..." Jing Xiaoman grew worried about her Demon God Realm as soon as she heard that I intended to reclaim the Ghost God Realm first.
I smiled and said, "Once Qingcheng Ruoxue's cosmic warship was destroyed, she had no way to reopen the passage at the border. Besides, after this defeat, she would definitely return to the Divine Court to prepare for war again. She absolutely wouldn't linger in our four great worlds and get bogged down here. The Divine Court couldn't be left without a leader either, so she had to return immediately instead of going back through the Blood Sea, because traveling that way would take at least twice as long. In that case, aside from using the passage and blowing it up again, what other choice did she have?"
"Exactly. Qingcheng Ruoxue left without a trace, and we're now at the Ghost Path's border. As long as we choke