Within the Stellar Boundary-Defining Formation, a million warships and Aerospace Fighters circled.
Jiang Ding stood aboard the super-warship Great Sun, hands clasped behind his back against the biting wind. He gazed toward the horizon, lost in thought.
Around him, stars appeared in the daytime sky. Three hundred and sixty-five of them hung overhead in the number of Zhou Tian, accompanying the warships. Stellar runes flickered in and out of existence among them.
"Commander,"
Ou Yanghui connected to the Great Sun from her warship. Her image appeared on its deck and saluted. "The fighting on the southern, western, and northern battlefields has ended one after another. Using the terrain to our advantage, we inflicted heavy casualties on the Eight Great Immortal Sects' allied forces. We killed over 1.17 million cultivators, including eleven inheritance disciples from the various Immortal Orders."
"After the allied forces landed elsewhere, the Aerospace Forces in those three directions withdrew into the Stellar Boundary-Defining Formation to avoid being surrounded."
"At present, they're facing enemy forces roughly nine times their size. Fierce fighting could break out at any moment."
Ou Yanghui's expression was grave.
Within the realm, the Immortal Sect could use the Stellar Boundary-Defining Formation to move rapidly between the other three fronts.
If the Eight Great Immortal Sects' allied forces did not want to be defeated one by one, they had to attack simultaneously and keep pressure on the entire line.
That was not difficult for the Immortal Orders.
They possessed star-region-scale communications technology.
Perhaps, looking deeper, the eight sects even possessed communications technology that reached beyond a star region. They had come from afar tens of thousands of years ago and wiped out this star region's native cultivation civilization. They were not natives themselves.
Since they could cross routes between star regions, it stood to reason