Three months was but an instant in a war among the stars.
"Teacher,"
Jiang Ding said, looking at Bone Forest Heavenly Lord.
She had come out of the Great Sun Celestial Pool to see him off, her eyes filled with reluctance and regret.
"Go back to the homeworld."
Jiang Ding gazed into the distant stars. "There's a chance we'll lose this battle."
"If Yuan and the rest of us fail, and the Citizen Fleet loses the bulk of its elite forces, don't try to rescue us. Attack the domain passage at once. Blast it apart, sever the two domains, and buy the Immortal Sect time to recover and rebuild the Citizen Fleet."
It was possible.
The Eight Great Immortal Sects yearned too fiercely for the Dao Integration realm. They had transferred most of their strength to the Nine Spirits World, a mid-sized world.
The Nine Spirits Domain had never been their homeland, merely a temporary foothold. Now that they had somewhere better, the Eight Great Immortal Sects had shifted their political center and, in effect, moved their capitals. The Nine Spirits Domain's defenses were at their weakest in history.
"If the plan to destroy the passage between the two worlds fails, you'll have no choice but to go to Dharma-Ending City."
"You must keep waiting for a chance to emerge from a future civil war among the Eight Great Immortal Sects. That war is inevitable. If the Immortal Sect didn't exist, they'd already be beating each other's brains out until one power emerged as the absolute ruler. Peaceful coexistence is unlikely."
Jiang Ding repeated his instructions again and again.
Bone Forest Heavenly Lord knew all this, but he still could not help repeating it. He feared she might forget, or let emotion overwhelm her and abandon the Immortal Sect's last