Lu Chen was deep within the mountain gate.
He had originally been observing the lay of the mountains and rivers when his brows suddenly furrowed. A sense of danger arose within him, and with a flash of his body, he traversed space and appeared outside the Sky Sword Sect's mountain gate.
His eyes suddenly swept coldly toward the outside.
The moment he appeared, he clearly noticed an incomparably enormous behemoth suspended high in the distance. It loomed darkly, radiating wave after wave of oppressive aura, its surface densely covered with banners.
Tall figures stood upon its deck.
Each one brimmed with surging blood and energy, their gazes icy as they looked in his direction.
"Heavenly Machine Divine Race?"
Lu Chen frowned as he recognized the banners on the warship.
He had destroyed a Heavenly Machine Divine Race warship before.
He was more than familiar with its markings.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, and immense vigilance instantly rose within him.
On that enormous black warship, an exceptionally thick cannon barrel slowly extended outward. It was pitch-black, its surface covered in countless patterns, carrying a dense aura of destruction as it aimed directly at him.
Behind it came an unknown number of Descenders who had gathered to watch the excitement.
They whispered among themselves, communicating through invisible mental fluctuations.
"The Star Annihilation Cannon has been brought out!"
"That native still doesn't know what's happening?"
"Haha, one blast from the Star Annihilation Cannon rivals a Divine King. He's dead for sure!"
"Look, look, that native still hasn't reacted!"
"A native is still a native. So what if his strength has risen quickly? His ignorance will eventually kill him!"
Countless low chuckles rang out.
Yet Lu Chen heard every word clearly.
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked toward that thick, sinister cannon barrel.