When the armies finally clashed at close quarters, true terror rose in the hearts of the cultivators across the Six Paths Imperial Heaven.
Their opponents were not human!
They were demons from the nine heavens, not mortal beings like themselves!
They were all cultivators in armies much like their own. At most, the other side had a few more powerful fighters. Yet when the armies met, the battle became a crushing rout. No one could understand it.
Defeat.
Defeat.
Defeat, defeat, defeat...
It had been this way from the start of the war. When the cultivators of the Six Paths Imperial Heaven encountered those of the Supreme Great Sun Dao Court, they were crushed just as they had once crushed the natives during their campaigns across other planes.
The gulf between their systems was too vast for any individual cultivator to overcome.
No. In this world of immortal cultivation, a cultivator with dazzling enough talent could overturn the entire situation.
A cultivator at the ninth heaven of the Quasi-Emperor realm, for example.
Or a true Nine-Tribulation Supreme. Such a being could even draw a wary gaze from the True Immortal Heir.
Even a newly ascended Nine-Tribulation Supreme would make the True Immortal Heir wary.
A Nine-Tribulation Supreme at the height of his power could even survive an attack from the Human Emperor for a time. It was terrifying.
For now, however, no such being had appeared in the Six Paths Imperial Heaven.
That was how matters stood among the stars.
The starfield armies of the Supreme Great Sun Dao Court swept in every direction, swallowing one great world after another. They built super teleportation arrays, restored production, and rebuilt worlds, pressing onward at a feverish pace.
In just a few hundred years, vast clusters of great worlds and broad stretches