"As long as everything goes normally."
The six words Peony spoke were like a spell, endlessly circling Wang Jixuan's ears.
Though he had been fairly confident, he suddenly began to feel uncertain.
Spire Command Center of Second Base.
Wang Jixuan sat in the main seat. The shifting light from the Projection Screen cast changing colors across the handsome young man's face. The silence in the room and his grave expression deepened the oppressive atmosphere.
This stretch of sea was utterly quiet.
Once, the sea had possessed a flourishing ecosystem, but as the years passed, the creatures within it had risen and fallen.
Now, only a few demons remained in the sea. Perhaps after some more time passed, a prosperous civilization would emerge beneath its waters again.
Wang Jixuan's thoughts continued to drift in that direction.
He was thinking, and he was comprehending the Dao. Yet this path was simply too complex and too distant for him, so he could only place his hopes on Peony's computing cluster later.
"They're here."
Peony's reminder pulled Wang Jixuan back from his wandering thoughts.
He stared at the tranquil sea and saw warped arcs of light appear in the air.
At first, there was only one arc. Then they rapidly multiplied and expanded, like an enormous transparent prism materializing out of thin air. Soon afterward, the massive prism-shaped structure violently collided with the air.
Amid thunderous roars, shockwaves raged between heaven and earth.
The sea began to roar, columns of water continuously erupting upward. Great demons hiding underwater fled madly alongside their Cave Dwellings, while schools of fish were directly shattered into bloody rain by the force piercing through the seawater.
The earth rumbled, and the sky trembled.
The spherical grand formation floating above the sea revealed part of its outline. Within it, a