The next morning, Su Fan transformed himself into Yu Zhong and flew toward a distant Celestial Race base.
After flying for only two days, he encountered several patrol airships belonging to the Celestial Race.
Su Fan put on an extremely disheveled appearance, stopped the Celestial Race airships, and reported how he had been ambushed by the human race.
The Nascent Soul Realm cultivator leading the Celestial Race team did not suspect Su Fan's identity. He had Su Fan lead several airships to the battlefield.
After seeing the wreckage of several airships that had crashed onto the ground and searching the surrounding area without finding anything, Su Fan returned to the base with them.
Because the entire team Yu Zhong had belonged to had been wiped out, Su Fan was assigned to another team.
Although the Celestial Race's counterattack had been extremely successful, its progress had been so rapid that everything inside and outside the base was in a complete mess.
Because the higher-ups of the Celestial Race were all closely watching the human race's counterattack, no one paid any attention to Yu Zhong, a minor Golden Core cultivator.
Su Fan was assigned to a new team. Since he was unfamiliar with his teammates and did not talk much, the team members were not close to him either.
Of course, this was precisely the state Su Fan wanted.
Every day, he followed the team around, carrying out tasks such as building defensive lines, transporting supplies, and patrolling.
The days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, several months went by.
Su Fan was not in a hurry. Every day, he worked especially hard among the Celestial Race forces, patiently waiting for an opportunity.
One morning, Su Fan was eating in the base cafeteria.
"Rumble..."
A heaven-shaking boom suddenly rang out