Far Hope · Jinlian Sect.
Kill!!
Above the sea, a golden figure wreathed in vast streams of gray-black air pounced like lightning toward a battleship over a hundred meters long.
A hazy white glow covered the white warship like an overturned great bowl.
"A Grandmaster indeed! The reputation is well deserved."
Farther out at sea, two elderly men in white robes trimmed with gold gazed toward the battlefield from afar.
"His speed is astonishing, nearly matching a slightly slower cannon shell. His defense is formidable too. Even the weakest Grandmaster possesses defenses at the level of a Mid-ranking Master. If we had not brought enough shelters, we truly would not have dared casually provoke an expert of this level." One of the old men spoke blandly.
"With shelters and Sacred Artifacts combined with the Mother of Floating and the War Chain disks, those four layers together can weaken them so greatly that even if Far Hope's Grandmasters wish to flee, they cannot escape. Their strength and speed will likewise be drastically reduced. The only thing we need worry about is that they may refuse to fight us head-on." The other elder, with long hair, said gravely.
"Indeed. After all, we cannot keep the shelters and Sacred Artifacts activated at every moment."
For a time, the two watched the Grandmaster and Master battling in the distance.
Even through layer after layer of weakening force fields, they could still see the two figures within clashing at terrifying speeds of at least twice the speed of sound.
"How many sets of War Chains remain?" the long-haired elder suddenly asked.
"Five sets remain, though more are already being transported from the homeland," the other elder answered swiftly.
"That will suffice for now. If these Sacred Artifacts did not require hunting top-tier True Beasts such