Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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The sea of stars was burning.

Over the past ten days, every space zone, every sailing route, and every space zone in the boundless sea of stars had been swept by the exhaust flames and cannon fire of countless starships. They were all filled with debris and debris, echoing the collisions of iron and the roars of human beings, and dyed

the deepest red by the hot blood.

Even now, they seemed to have cooled down and regained the darkness and coldness of the past. There were not many traces of war that could be seen.

However, with the senses of the Cultivators and the scanning of the magical equipment, the twisted space was still filled with colorful radiation, like an ever-lasting ocean of roars.

For amoment, since most of the flames of war had reached the orbit of Empyrean Terminus, there was a brief silence in the periphery of the space zone.

But soon, the tranquility of the Sea of Roars was torn apart by the surging tides.

It was like tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of angry whales were rising up from the deepest part of the ocean and jumping in the middle of the raging tides in their most magnificent posture.

Since all the star beacons had been torn apart in the fierce battles, not to mention the super-large space gate, the angry 'whales' were not guided effectively. The coordinates of their appearance were random and evenly distributed on the battlefield millions of kilometers in diameter.

Therefore, when the first batch of starships arrived, they were too sparse and lonely to illuminate the entire world with the glittering exhaust flames.

Before the warships were able to get rid of the space ripples, they were discovered by the alert troops of the fleet of the Fuxi Clan.

A large batch of puppet starships rushed at the uninvited guests, trying their best to seal the glittering space gaps.

However, the uninvited guests who had just jumped over boasted a fighting will that was even higher than that of the imperial guards of the Star Ocean Imperium. Even though there was only one starship, they were bold enough to charge at the densest part of the battle formation of the puppet starships

in their impassioned roars. Within a moment, they had emptied all their ammunition reserves and devoted it to the brutal boarding battles and hand-to-hand combat, to the point that they released all their fuel and bunt themselves and the enemy to ashes.

With such fearless, suicidal tactics, they bought precious time for the latecomers to jump and recover. The battlefield millions of kilometers in diameter was like a small pond that had been savaged by a storm. Space ripples were spreading everywhere. More and more starships tore through the void and

landed in the capital city. Their exhaust flames and the death rays of their main guns were like one star, two stars, ten stars, a hundred stars, a thousand stars, ten thousand million stars, and ten trillion shining stars. They congregated into glittering tides that surrounded the entire world.

The shells of the starships were all seriously twisted, with a lot of wounds on them. They had only been repaired and patched up briefly. They were riddled with holes and wounds, as if they had just experienced a bloody battle.

Although the starships did not seem to have enough fuel, and the lackluster spiritual shield could not cover all the critical parts of the starship, they were like soldiers of sacrifice who had charged into a battlefield half-naked.

Although the starships did not have the concept of a battle formation at all and were merely scattered among the stars messily and unscrupulously,

But the killing intent and fighting will spurting out of their main guns, every gap, and every exhaust flame still pierced through the vacuum toward the fleet of the Fuxi Clan.

Even the emotionless puppets on the fleet of the Fuxis were briefly silenced and frozen by the enormous, unexpected fleet.

The mainframe crystal processor that had been used to control them had been overwhelmed by the endless information and data brought by the enormous starship that had suddenly burst out. The limits of their computation had been broken in the blink of an eye. There were problems such as the

overflow of data and the overloading of the crystal processor.

After thorough calculations, the super crystal processors pointed to '? one after another, indicating that they had run into a situation that they had never been able to foresee or encounter.

On Lei Chenghu's flagship.

"The capital city did not fall. The three-star flag of lightning is still flying among blood and fire.

Looking at Empyrean Terminus, which was caught in the bombardment of the blinking clusters of light, the God of War said to the Fist King casually, "Besides, the main fleet of the Sanctuary Alliance has entered the synchronous orbit of Empyrean Terminus. Affected by the intense interference of the

planet's gravity, it is difficult for them to form a defensive formation in time to resist our general attack. They are now in the most unfavorable situation where they are attacked from both sides!

On Alloy Virus.

The real Immortal Cultivators are indeed good at fighting.

Boss Bai narrowed his eyes and drank the fruit juice in his cup. Licking his lips, he mumbled, "After the battle, maybe I can pick the most promising sailors from the capital city to break the multiverse together with me and explore the mysteries of a higher dimension. Haha. Interesting just thinking about

it. Hahahaha!"

On Kunlun.

"This is the center of the sea of stars, the Empyrean Terminus Sector, the Empyrean Terminus Planet, the place where the Supreme Emperor founded the Star Ocean Imperium, and the heart of human civilization.

Peng Hai, Wu Mayan, the Fire Ant King, and the other experts of the federation all exclaimed, "The federation is here!"

On Prairie Fire.

While everyone was immersed in the joy and excitement of arriving in the capital city in time, Bai Kaixin was frowning and sighing as usual. He looked at Ding Lingdang, who was rubbing her fists, and hesitated to speak.

"This is too reckless!"

Finally, ignoring the burning atmosphere around him, he complained to Ding Lingdang again, "After two consecutive, dangerous bloody battles—the Battle of Jade Cauldron and the assault on Yellow Dragon—our fleet and warriors have reached the limit of fatigue. Although we have filled up the arsenal

with the resources of the Jade Cauldron Sector and the Yellow Dragon Sector, almost all the starships, Giant God Soldiers, and crystal suits have not been repaired. The officers and soldiers have not been given a single second of rest, nor have they practiced the battle plans after they arrived in the imperial

capital.

"Right now, be it us, the coalition fleet of the arsonists, or Lei Chenhu's rebels, we are all running out of steam. Although there are a lot of us, we are absolutely disorganized, undisciplined, and unable to fight for a long time. We are just a bunch of mobs.

"Our enemy, on the other hand, possesses extremely powerful electromagnetic interference and battlefield communication technology. After such a long bloody battle, their battle formation is still relatively intact. It can be seen that their combat ability is quite solid, and their foundation has not been

damaged.

"The brainwashing technology that is unique to the people of the Star Glory Federation makes them fearless. As long as the supreme masters are willing, they can fight until there is not a single soldier left. They will definitely not be crushed by our charge like the four families did, and it is unknown

whether or not we can even survive a single charge!

"Therefore, although we appeared to arrive in time, we were actually committing suicide. Unless a miracle happens, we are still no match for the people of the Sanctuary Alliance.

"Miracles, do they happen so easily? In less than ten days, we've run into two miracles in a row. Defeating and convincing the Heaven's Return Fleet in the Jade Tripod Sector was the first, and the surprise attack on the Yellow Dragon Sector was the second. The odds of two miracles happening at the same

time are close to zero. Right now, we are counting on the third and even bigger miracle. The odds are zero, Mr. Speaker!"

"Is that so?"

Ding Lingdang gazed at the twisted space in front of her, the spluttering debris, the interweaving radiation and particle streams, and the distant Empyreal Terminus. Her lips curled into a charming smile. "The third… miracle?"

"No more miracles, no more!"

Bai Kaixin scratched his hair hard and roared, "Two miracles in a row is already the limit. It's impossible that three miracles have happened in a row. Absolutely impossible!"

"Leaving the 'miracle' aside, Chief of Staff Bai, have you ever heard of the 'cockroach theory'?"

Without waiting for Bai Kaixin's response, Ding Lingdang continued, "The theory is that, if you find a cockroach crawling around in your house, you can rest assured that it will not be the only cockroach in your house. Hundreds of cockroaches must be breeding and growing in an invisible corner. The one

that you found was only one in a thousand.

"What if the 'cockroaches' are replaced by 'miracles'? If two miracles have been performed, why can't there be a third, a fourth, or even a thousand or ten thousand?"

Ding Lingdang gave Bai Kaixin a brilliant smile.

Bai Kaixin was desperate. "Mr. Speaker, at a time like this, you are still copying Li Yao's speech and making up such a lame metaphor? What is the relationship between a cockroach and a miracle?"

"It doesn't matter. I just think that you are completely wrong about 'miracles'.

Ding Lingdang's eyes were glittering. There was no telling whether it was fury or starlight. "You think 'miracles' are things that fall from the sky and can only be hit by luck? That's why probability is so important.

"In my opinion, the so-called 'miracle' is the creation of someone who believes in miracles deeply and is willing to sacrifice all his life for a greater miracle. He gambles his dignity, his pride, his will, his soul… and everything else. He holds the one billionth chance in his palm and blows it out with all his

strength.

"As long as you believe in miracles and are willing to give up everything for them, you can create a thousand or even ten thousand miracles, not to mention a third one. If you feel that your own strength is not enough, then what kind of miracle can't be born in your fist when billions of people like yourself

are gathered?

"If [had my doubts when we jumped to the center of the sea of stars, I don't have any doubts or fears right now, because the two miracles in a row have proved that we are the creators of miracles. All we need to do is burn and march forward to greater miracles and more brilliant victories.

"Alright. Since the interference of the electromagnetic force on the battlefield is so severe, our starships are scattered, and our training and rest are insufficient, there is no need for any tactics.. Order the entire army to march forward at full speed and crush any enemy that can be crushed!