Soul-Stirring Electric Tower

"What should we do?"

Meng Chao questioned Long Feijun with his eyes. "Should we risk moving closer and confirm our coordinates?"

"Move closer!"

After thinking it over again and again, Long Feijun gritted his teeth and made the decision. He then explained to Meng Chao, "This is the only relatively flat and stable place among the rugged mountains nearby. If our main force of armored airships wants to make a large-scale landing in the Mist Hidden Forbidden Zone, this is the best landing ground.

"So even if there's danger, we have to move closer and find out what exactly these Ultra-High Voltage Transmission Towers, covered in moss, tangled in vines, and growing branches, have turned into!"

Meng Chao nodded.

He gripped the Golden Tooth Blood Soul Blade tightly.

The dark gold chains wrapped around his arms slowly slithered as though they possessed life, making faint scraping sounds.

At Long Feijun's command, the hatch behind the Kunpeng Number's airbag opened, and an ultra-high-pressure blast of spiritual energy roared out, forcing the steam whistle into an ear-piercing shriek.

This was the alarm for the highest level of combat readiness.

For a moment, the Kunpeng Number resembled a seventeenth- or eighteenth-century sailing battleship from the Earth Era. Every gunport along both sides of its gondola opened, and countless pitch-black barrels extended outward.

The Heaven Realm experts resting inside the gondola unleashed their most powerful Life Magnetic Fields.

Some even activated Magnetic Levitation, flying out of the gondola to patrol the surrounding airspace, connected to the Kunpeng Number only by safety ropes.

As the angles of its propellers and tail fins adjusted, the Kunpeng Number tilted slightly downward and plunged headfirst into the skies above the even denser jungle mist.

Looking down from here, the jungle resembled a deep sea frozen with black waves.