Returning with a full haul

Returning with a full haul

Deep within the night mist, at the edge of the sky, an enormous warship opened fire. Terrifying beams crisscrossed heaven and earth in a display of destructive power pushed to the extreme.

It involved no arts of lunar yin, Thunder Seal Script, or the mind. This was truly the purest form of physical attack.

The desert was blasted through, top-tier formations suffered severe damage, and many high-grade medicine fields were exposed.

This truly deserved to be called one ship shattering ten thousand arts.

Qin Ming stared into the night, witnessing the diversity of civilizations in the Night Mist World.

So in some regions, the glorious mechanical civilization of the old era still had surviving legacies.

Every faction stirred restlessly, unable to wait any longer, afraid that whoever struck first would plunder the Fate Medicine Fields clean.

"Let's see who dares!"

A furious shout rang out. A glowing figure shot up from the desert, like a brilliant great sun rising from a pitch-black abyss amid this chaotic night.

It was an old man with white hair and beard, riding a sword into the heavens.

That dazzling curtain of light, that blazing, sunlike radiance, all came from his magnificent sword light.

In an instant, heaven and earth became as bright as day.

A Peak Earth Immortal struck, splitting the deep firmament with a single slash. Horrifying sword light pierced heaven and earth.

He charged straight toward the enormous ship, pouring a boundless torrent of sword qi forward and tearing apart the sky.

To the experts guarding the Fate Medicine Fields, whoever struck first had to die first.

The one leading the provocation was escalating the conflict. He could be treated as the chief culprit and had to be crushed immediately.

At this moment, it was sword cultivator