Lin Sheng flickered and landed at the damaged breach in the Radiant Light's stern.
Behind him, the void still carried the briny reek of the Dead Sea's origin and the smoke of battle. Tiny metal fragments struck the armor with a clattering ring.
He casually raised a palm, spreading a Rules Barrier that blocked all the Void Turbulence howling through the breach.
The Radiant Light's restoration mechanism would soon repair all the damage to the ship, so he had little need to worry about that.
Before then, however, he still had to carefully inspect everyone aboard.
He had to make sure the Deep Sea Tribe had left no hidden contingencies. He absolutely could not give them a chance to return like a storm gathering anew.
Hurried footsteps sounded from the direction of the bridge.
Xiwei had already rushed over, his face still deathly pale. Seeing Lin Sheng standing there unharmed, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master Lin! Thank goodness you're all right! Just now... just now, it felt as though something had seized my Divine Soul. I couldn't control the weapons system at all. If I hadn't broken free of those shackles at the last moment..."
"I underestimated that fellow's methods, but fortunately, we succeeded in the end."
A trace of lingering fear colored Lin Sheng's voice as he walked into the ship.
He really had worried that the weapons system would fail to activate in the end. Fortunately, that worst-case outcome had not come to pass.
"Captain Xiwei, gather everyone in the Central Hall immediately."
"Yes!"
Xiwei immediately passed down the order.
Soon, the hundred or so people aboard had all gathered in the Central Hall.
Crew members, guards, and members of the exploration team were all there. Each looked exhausted and bewildered, as though they