"We wouldn't suffer heavy losses. If danger arose, we could withdraw at any time. If we succeeded, the Empire would gain firsthand intelligence on the final stages of the Tide of Darkness, and might even obtain one or more Gaia Planets," Conilia replied.
"Over the years, many of the Empire's nobles have been yearning for Star Spirit Ascension."
Lin Zhichen silently nodded. That was the crux of the matter.
Ever since Star Spirit Ascension had spread among the Empire's elite, this special path to eternal life had become the only hope for countless Psionicists stuck at the peak of the Legendary Tier or Master Tier.
Unfortunately, there were far more people than opportunities. Gaia Planets were so scarce that the Empire's elite had no choice but to look beyond the Milky Way Galaxy. This had indirectly spurred intergalactic expeditions. It had its pros and cons, but overall, it benefited the Empire's expansion beyond the Milky Way Galaxy.
At least, now that they had obtained the coordinates of the Small Magellanic Cloud Galaxy, this galaxy—closest to the Milky Way Galaxy—would become their second set of coordinates after the Magellanic Cloud Galaxy. From that perspective, there was reason to intervene early.
It benefited the Empire both publicly and privately, so with the danger limited and the potential gains substantial, the Empire's upper ranks reached a tacit agreement.
With the Empire's upper and middle ranks in agreement, its execution was swift. Hundreds of colonies across the Psionic Realm rapidly assembled their spirit-bone fleets, forming a vast expeditionary force.
Connected by the Webway system, these fleets could easily reach speeds of tens of thousands of times the speed of light. In just a month or two, the fleet—numbering over ten thousand ships—had gathered and quickly set course for the target continent.
This time, without