Ten warships arrived uninvited, suspended in Star Meteor Continent’s firmament, the powerful aura they emanated immediately oppressing all living beings.
“This is trouble!”
Yun He walked out from the Martial Alliance Great Hall, his face ugly to the extreme.
Before Jun Changxiao led the entire sect in ascension, worried that Star Meteor Continent would encounter trouble in the future, he had arranged various defensive formations in the universe outside. Now they hadn’t blocked anything, hadn’t even detected it—clearly the intruders were exceptionally powerful.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The nine great Martial Emperors flew out from their seclusion sites one after another, then suspended themselves below the warships, their facial expressions equally grave.
At present, the Martial Alliance created single-handedly by Jun Changxiao held absolute authority in Star Meteor Continent, but these nine were still Martial Emperors revered by the world. When the continent faced crisis, they would naturally stand forth immediately.
“What’s this?”
A voice transmitted from the main warship: “You’re dissatisfied?”
“Whoosh!”
Yun He flew over, politely cupping his hands: “Friend, let’s talk this out nicely.”
“I already said it.”
“You will become slaves.”
Very arrogant, very domineering.
Completely giving Star Meteor Continent no opportunity.
Yun He frowned: “Your Excellency probably doesn’t know that our Star Meteor Continent has connections with the Upper Realm, yes?”
From the opening statement, he determined the other party definitely came with ill intent, and moreover, the aura they emanated was extremely powerful. They couldn’t contend—they could only try to frighten them with their backing.
“Hahaha.”
Laughter came from the main warship: “The Upper Realm you speak of probably no longer exists.”
He’d already received news of the First Fleet attacking the Upper Realm. Calculating the time, they should have arrived at their destination by now and successfully destroyed it.
Upper Realm?
No longer exists?
Yun He’s facial expression stiffened.
“My patience is limited.” The voice from the main warship came: “I’ll give you a quarter hour to consider, otherwise…”
“Whoosh—”
The main warship’s hatch suddenly opened. A beam of light shot out at extreme speed, falling directly on an uninhabited area of Star Meteor Continent, forming a deafening explosion and raising a spectacular mushroom cloud.
“…”
Yun He, the nine great Martial Emperors and others felt chills run down their backs.
This kind of power could annihilate everything!
“We’re done for.”
Ma Yunteng, Ai Shangni and others in Tiegu Town thought sorrowfully: “This time we’re truly done for!”
The ten warships emanated absolute oppressive power, and the super-strong light beam just fired made them feel no hope whatsoever.
…
Eternal Ancient Sect.
Spacetime Secret Realm.
While wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jun Changxiao used the power of his Fire Soul to smelt various ores.
The Taixuan Elder could repair the intricate and complex formation system inside the main warship, but the broken halves needed him to re-fuse.
“About done.”
Standing beside him, Fan Yezi said: “Can repair it now!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, extracting the molten slag.
“Put it together!”
Zhong Yi issued the command.
“Huff huff!”
Nearly ten thousand suits of armor standing before the two warship sections pushed with all their strength, making them stick together.
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”
The molten slag seeped along the seam, sealing it completely upon cooling.
The System praised: “With the Host’s technique, you’re at least at special-grade welder level. Repairing aircraft carriers or space stations would be beneath your talents.”
“Screw off!”
Jun Changxiao had no time to banter with him. He looked toward the Taixuan Elder: “Master, the rest is up to you!”
“Mm.”
The Taixuan Elder led the formation team into the main warship’s interior, beginning to connect the various formation systems.
Time passed bit by bit.
All participants, all disciples waiting outside, were now burning with anxiety.
…
Outside world.
Half a shichen, one shichen…
“Second Senior Brother!”
Su Xiaomo clutched her chest: “I have an ominous premonition rising.”
“Don’t think random thoughts!”
Though Li Qingyang appeared calm on the surface, his heart was actually more chaotic, because he also sensed an ill omen.
“Whoosh!”
Just then, an enormous warship flew out from the Spacetime Secret Realm, then suspended itself above Eternal Ancient Sect like rolling dark clouds pressing down. Because it blocked the sunlight, everything became dim.
“Success!”
“We can return to the Lower Realm!”
The disciples were extremely excited.
“Crack!”
The main warship’s bottom hatch gradually opened.
“All sect personnel!”
Jun Changxiao’s voice came: “Follow this Seat in returning to Star Meteor Continent!”
“Yes!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
In an instant, one hundred thousand disciples flew up to the main warship together. Later-joining new members like Sun Mucheng also followed inside, truly achieving: when Star Meteor is in trouble, the entire sect mobilizes!
Inside the cockpit, after racking his brains in thought, the Taixuan Elder still placed his palm on the formation seal.
“Whoosh—”
The steel warship activated, instantly drilling into the void.
“Please set coordinates.”
A mechanized voice transmitted out.
“Lower Realm.”
“Star Meteor Continent.”
“Coordinates confirmed. Initiating traverse mode. Estimated arrival time: one quarter hour.”
“Whoosh—”
In the deep space layer, the warship transformed into a stream of light, shooting toward a seemingly infinite region at extreme speed. It soon traveled to the connection point between the upper and lower universes, disregarding Heaven and Earth constraints and forcibly merging in.
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
The hull shook, quickly stabilizing.
“Have arrived at Lower Realm.”
“…”
The Taixuan Elder heard the notification, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Just how powerful was the Star Spirit Realm’s formation technology to smuggle down so easily!
“Sect Master!”
Su Xiaomo said in surprise: “My realm wasn’t suppressed!”
“Mine neither!”
Disciples inside the warship were all astonished.
Going to the Lower Realm, they’d already prepared for their realms to be suppressed, but instead… nothing happened.
“This is trouble!”
Jun Changxiao’s brows furrowed tightly.
If his and the disciples’ realms weren’t suppressed, the Star Spirit Realm’s Tenth Fleet certainly could also avoid it. Forget the Truth-Seeking Realm—even one Core Rotation Realm warrior could instantly kill all of Star Meteor Continent!
Fast!
Faster!
“Whoosh—”
While rushing desperately, Star Meteor Continent gradually appeared in their field of vision.
“About to reach destination.”
The mechanized notification sounded in the warship, instantly touching the hearts of Eternal Ancient Sect disciples, making them increasingly worried whether their homeland had been damaged.
“Whoosh!”
Moments later, they merged into Star Meteor Continent.
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and others looked through the hull to see the entire landscape broken and defeated, their facial expressions gradually stiffening.
“Kill!”
Jun Changxiao stood up, his eyes splitting with rage: “Kill them all for me!”
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The bottom hull gradually opened. Disciples born in this world who then ascended to the Upper Realm flew out in towering fury, gathering various powers to bombard the unmanned fighters continuously darting around!
…
“Fleet Commander!”
Inside the Tenth Fleet’s main warship, a subordinate said in shock: “The First Fleet’s main warship is here!”
“What?”
The middle-aged man who was drinking wine showed a stunned expression.
He’d previously sent instructions and the General hadn’t replied—how did he suddenly come personally?
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the outer hull suffered a fierce attack, directly shocking him into flight and making him crash hard against the wall. When he struggled to stand, he only saw that at some unknown point, a young man whose gaze flashed with endless fury was suspended outside the hull at the bow.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
All nine nearby warships exploded completely. Under the illumination of firelight and energy, that fellow was rendered like a demon descending to the world.
“Fleet Commander!”
The subordinate said in terror: “All nine warships destroyed!”
“Bang—”
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao punched through the hatch glass and charged in, one hand gripping the neck of the man whose cultivation was merely at the ninth rotation of Core Rotation Realm, his voice cold as ice: “Immediately contact headquarters and tell them that I, Jun Changxiao, won’t rest until the Star Spirit Realm is destroyed!”
He was enraged!
He’d gone berserk again!
The reason: in such a short time, Star Meteor Continent had been ravaged until fragmented, countless living beings died under fighter bombardment, countless sects and cities turned to nothingness.
Jun Changxiao no longer cared whether his own and the disciples’ relatives suffered harm—his heart held only one intense thought.
Star Spirit Realm!
I will definitely destroy it!
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