Lin Chongyao's eyes widened, his hands trembling.
"Whoosh—!"
Inside the Phantom Void, the entire ship erupted in uproar.
No one could believe their ears!
"We destroyed two million of the enemy's Star Gods and wiped out two-thirds of the Demon-Slaying Army! We're about to win! And the victory is beyond outrageous..."
"Hurry and leave! If we don't, everyone will see us as the Sun's weak point! With the Sun this powerful, everyone will have to fear it from now on!"
Lin Xiao shouted.
"This... is why we have to 'break out immediately'..."
Lin Chongyao was almost dumbstruck.
He turned his head stiffly, looking around. Everyone aboard the Phantom Void was stunned.
They all looked at one another as though they had yet to wake from a dream.
Many instinctively pinched themselves.
"Buzz—!"
Only after at least ten breaths did they unleash earth-shaking roars.
Everyone's eyes brimmed with tears. They could not speak at all, only excitedly embracing one another and shouting themselves hoarse, venting the excitement and boiling blood in their hearts through those cries.
Without anyone noticing, the nine-tenths and one-tenth aboard the Phantom Void merged together amid the celebration.
There were no longer any factions!
Everyone had only one goal in their hearts—
Go to the Sun!
Among the crowd of tens of millions, there was only one isolated island.
That was Lin Chongjing!
The area around him had become a vacuum.
No matter how crowded it was, no one approached him anymore.
For the first time, this made him feel so laughable, so lonely.
Lin Chongjing blankly sank to his knees, his eyes empty and his hands hanging limply at his sides.
Everyone else was cheering, while tears poured from his eyes.
The Phantom Void was too noisy, so almost no one noticed Lin Chongjing's shoulders shaking