Dazzling rays blazed as more than twenty Dao Origin Divine Halls sped in every direction, as though they meant to illuminate the entire Immortal Domain.
"Let us fight! Only through great battles can we shatter the Immortal Domain cultivators' lofty attitude and the lower-realm cultivators' reverence for immortals. Only then can we face the future without fear!"
Jiang Yun watched the radiance streak across the Star Sea and gradually vanish from sight. He spoke softly.
A war that would decide Dao Origin's future was about to begin—a storm that would shake heaven and earth and sweep across the entire Immortal Domain.
Jiang Yun's eyes were deep and bright, as though they could pierce endless space and time.
He did not fear defeat. After careful observation and combat, he had found that even at equal cultivation, one Supreme from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths could match five or six Supremes of the Immortal Domain.
The gulf in strength was astonishing.
Now, after their baptism, the Dao Origin Division had enough people whose combat power truly rivaled a Great Emperor's to count on both hands.
And those who could be called Quasi-Emperors—Supremes by the Immortal Domain's reckoning—numbered well over a hundred.
The days that followed brought battles without end.
Wherever the Divine Halls went, they scattered Source Rings across the stars along their routes like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Dao Origin's banners fluttered over every ancient land of life in this Immortal Domain Fragment, sparks swiftly growing into a prairie fire.
Those who would not submit—kill!
Those who resisted—kill!
Those who obeyed in public but defied them in secret—kill!
It was a firm, uncompromising stance that left no room for doubt.
Whether a place had submitted was measured by the distribution of Source Rings. From the rear, the Dao Origin