"Senior, if the Immortal Sect has need of me, I will naturally go."
Jiang Ding nodded, not asking further questions, quickly agreeing right away.
The Immortal Sect's main battlefield cannot afford to redeploy fleets; doing so would impact the front-line battle. Although ultimate victory might still be possible, such a risk would undoubtedly increase. It's not advisable.
The front-line battlefield of the Immortal Sect is a matter of life and death for the entire sect.
If Commander Yuan's fleet were to be defeated with all its elites lost, everything held by the Immortal Sect would cease to exist. It would lose all its leverage, and survival itself would become uncertain.
Jiang Ding must agree—this is a matter of principle.
The Divine Mechanism Heavenly Monarch and others were deeply relieved, showing keen attention.
"Senior, I have some questions I wish to ask."
