Forty Millenniums of Cultivation - Chapter 2971

Chapter 2971 Holy War

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At five o’clock in the morning, when the sky had just turned bright, the entire Floating Spear City was packed with people. The experts and tourists from the Heaven’s Origin Sector and even the Greater Thousand
Worlds nearby had all gathered here in anticipation.

At seven or eight o’clock, the morning sun was shining like a painting, and the red sun was spurting out. Glittering light balls were already everywhere. They were the fruits of the federation’s own magical equipment
technology. The Spiritual Towers of the new generation carried hundreds of thousands of ultra-micro-crystal chips. They were very powerful nodes for the transmission of information and data. Every light ball
corresponded to thousands of netizens in various Sectors. The netizens thousands of lightyears away could ‘appear’ in the sky of Floating Spear City and participate in the gala through devices such as neural interactive
helmets and holographic gaming capsules.

The sky and the earth were filled with laughter, tears, and roars.
At nine o’clock in the morning, the magnificent national anthem was played, and the victory ceremony officially began.

When almost a hundred starships that had been baptized by the flames of war in the center of the sea of stars tore through the clouds and fell from the sky with rumbling thunder, the sky was shaking, and the earth
was rumbling. The emotions of all the citizens were triggered.

Although the starships had been repaired and strengthened in the dock of the imperium, the intense tearing force through the four-dimensional space still left new wounds on their bodies. The interconnecting cracks
and the dispersing spiritual flames made them look like seasoned men who had been through a lot of battles. They were full of intimidating dominance and soul-stirring charisma.

The scar was a man’s medal.

It was the same for starships.

Even though they were riddled with injuries, even if they were mottled, even if they were incomplete, in the end, they still returned with victory.
The federation had hope again. Civilization had hope again.

This was the best outcome.

“Long live the federation! Long live the Cultivators! Long live the civilization of mankind!”

Countless virtual doves, which were symbols of peace, were released and turned into gentle white stripes that tied up the triumphant starships, diluting the solemnness of the starships and enveloping them in a layer
of gentle white brightness. Illuminated by the sunlight that was getting brighter and brighter, the white stripes were refracted into golden scales, which were then blown to the sky by the people’s proud cheers!

Meng Lichuan and Meng Jiang, the grandfather and grandson born and raised in Floating Spear City, were also members of the seething crowd.

Other than welcoming the triumphant return of the seventh fleet of the federal expedition army, they also had a personal purpose—Meng Jiang’s grandson and Meng Xiaolang, Meng Lichuan’s brother, had returned
home with the victorious team.

Meng Xiaolang had just graduated from the military school and had not even taken part in a deep-space exercise. Yet, he had been dragged into the tank of the Burning Sun Tribe, which he had risked everything for,
and risked his life in the center of the sea of stars.

At that time, it was a last resort for the Star Glory Federation. In order to win, they had to gather all the strength they could.

But right now, the situation in the center of the sea of stars was peaceful. Meng Xiaolang was a backup officer who had distinguished himself in the military school and had experienced a lot of battles. Naturally, he was
a precious seed that would make the federal army even stronger in the future. There was no need for him to participate in the prolonged, low-intensity but cruel bandit-clearing battles and public security battles.
Naturally, he had to retreat to the rear and further train himself.

In the bustling crowd, Meng Lichuan tried his best to stand on his toes. Meng Jiang tried his best to stand straight, but he could not distinguish his family from the young soldiers who were full of killing intent and
vigor.

Or rather, the faces that were still childish but had become resolute looked like their blood grandson and blood brother.
The entire expedition army of the federation had been forged into an inseparable whole by the immense pressure in the center of the sea of stars. Where could Meng Xiaolang be found?

After watching for a long time, they could not help but cry. The two of them gave up the idea of looking for Meng Xiaolang. Meng Lichuan supported Meng Jiang and squeezed out of the crowd to a corner where there
were fewer people.

Meng Lichuan fanned Meng Jiang, who was breathing heavily. When he heard the cheers around him and saw the Rising Dragon of the Nine Stars flag, his wrinkled face beamed with the brilliance of a young man.
“I never thought that we would win. It feels like a dream.”

Looking at the flags, fireworks, and virtual ribbons in the sky and on the ground, Meng Lichuan was still in disbelief. He said, “This is the result that we failed to deduce on the virtual platform. Grandpa, do you believe
it?”

“What’s there to doubt?”

Meng Jiang chuckled and said, “You are still too young. If you were like your grandfather a hundred years ago, when the Star Glory Federation struggled to survive on a small planet and suffered the scourge of beast
tides all day long, when the demon race slaughtered their way to the capital city, they counterattacked and miraculously reversed the situation, building the nine major worlds today. You wouldn’t have any doubt about
the new miracle. Of course, we would win, because the Star Glory Federation is a nation born for miracles and victories!

“Besides, don’t we still have Li Yao?

“Li Yao, this kid, no matter what kind of adversity he encounters, he won’t be willing to be captured without putting up a fight. Even if it’s truly an iron wall that’s devoid of sunlight, he will still push it over and over,
pushing out a faint ray of hope… I’ve been very clear about this since a hundred years ago.

“Right. Lichuan, you work in a branch of the Dark Moon Foundation, and the Dark Moon Foundation is inextricably linked to Jin Xinyue, Li Yao’s disciple. Do you know the truth of the battle? How did we win? There are
a lot of rumors and news on the street right now. They are too exaggerated to be true. Do you know the truth?”

“Well…”

Meng Lichuan pondered for a moment and said, “Because of the confidentiality rules, I can’t tell Grandpa too much. I can only say that the battle was indeed sensational, unbelievable, and full of unexpected factors and
coincidences that cannot be duplicated.

“In fact, one of the jobs we are working on right now is to make the exaggerated facts less exaggerated so that Grandpa’s old classmate, Li Yao, will not look like a ‘monster’. Otherwise, the entire federation will not
believe it if we tell the truth.

“All in all, if you want the truth, Grandpa, you should read the news and gossip on the street. You can find the most irresponsible and pretentious media on the internet. You can find the most exaggerated and absurd
articles that boast that Li Yao is a devil. Multiply that by 120%, and you will be close to the truth.

“What?”
Meng Jiang’s smile was somewhat stiff.
Above their heads, an overwhelming 3D light beam was gradually unfolded. The image of Ding Lingdang, the Speaker of Parliaments, appeared in the sky of Floating Spear City.

Her long red hair was neatly coiled up. The impeccable conservative suit was very much in line with the setting of a politician. It even had a hint of old-fashionedness on purpose. However, there was a tuft of hair that
refused to comply with the arrangements and stuck up high. Together with the stubbornness in her eyes that could not be concealed no matter how hard she tried, it constituted Ding Lingdang’s unique and
incomparably strong personal charisma.

She was giving her last public speech against the federation before her resignation.

“…The Star Glory Federation’s unprecedented first expedition into the sea of stars has achieved an incomparably brilliant victory. I, like all the soldiers of the federation army and all the citizens of the federation, have
done my duty. I can take a long breath and be relieved of my burden. I can return to being an ordinary citizen of the federation, a cultivator, and a human warrior.”

“However, although the expedition has been won, the war is far from over. There will be an arduous battle between me, the soldiers, the citizens, and all of you.

“The war that follows will not be aimed at the imperium or the Sanctuary Alliance or any visible enemy, but at the invisible enemy that has corrupted the civilization of mankind for a hundred thousand years. It will be a
war against poverty, ignorance, superstition, famine, and oppression!

“We will declare war on the darkness of human nature and the chronic disease of human civilization. We will crush the old world where people eat each other and oppress others. We will create a new world where one
is free and equal, where one is born with endless hope and endless possibilities!

“This is going to be an arduous war that will last from a thousand years to ten thousand years. We might even have to retreat over and over again. But I always believe that the trend of the universe is unstoppable.
Those who go with it will thrive, and those who go against it will perish. Nobody can stop the advancement of the civilization of mankind. Nobody can stop us from winning this war. I’m willing to fight for the rest of my
life in the most sacred war for such a federation and such a civilization of mankind. I believe, just like all of you, that the ultimate victory will be ours and all of mankind’s!”

[Cultivation of 40,000 years, Sanctuary Alliance, complete.]
The chapter of the Holy Alliance came to an end. They were celebrating!

The chapters of the Sanctuary Alliance were not easy to write. In fact, none of the chapters in the latter half of the fourth level of Cultivation were any better, because there were fewer and fewer ‘visible enemies’ and
more and more ‘invisible enemies’. It was easy to create a specific evil villain, but it was not easy to write the darkness in the hearts of human beings and the dilemma that had been refracted and enhanced by the
boundless sea of stars.

The chapter of the Sanctuary Alliance should be the most difficult one to write. With the entanglement of the Sanctuary Alliance, the imperium, and the federation, the depiction of the continuous wars, and the secret
schemes of Fuxi, Lu Qingchen, and the rest of the Cultivators, Li Yao had to turn the tide as usual.

As the saying goes, you have to write when there are difficulties, and you have to write when there are difficulties. After all, you have the support of so many dear brothers and sisters. The further you go, the more you
have to try your best to maintain it. You have to try your best not to have the habit of losing your integrity. You have to live up to the hardships that we have experienced over the years!

Then, after a short rest, we will enter a brand-new chapter today, which is the ‘Divine Mausoleum

Chapter’, the last chapter of the Pangu Universe before the final battle against Earth. Many mysteries of the Pangu
Universe will be answered in the ‘Divine Mausoleum
Chapter’. Thank you for your support!.