The door slowly opened, and Lu Sheng strode out.
Like lightning, he passed through several corridors in succession and stepped into the final place before leaving the ship: the isolation chamber.
Hiss. The air inside the chamber was rapidly evacuated.
The heavy metal gates slowly parted, one rising and one descending.
A vast amount of air rushed outward, forming a violent gale that tugged at Lu Sheng's clothes and made them flap incessantly.
But to his surprise, outside the gates, a grayish-white robed figure had somehow been silently floating there all along.
"Councilor Wang, Your Excellency, please return. This battlefield is not one you can take part in." The figure's voice seemed to come through a voice changer, hoarse and chilling, making it impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
Even the figure's face was covered by faintly distorted ripples. Clearly, they did not wish to reveal their identity.
"Did the council send you?" Lu Sheng asked with interest.
"I came to stop you from acting on impulse in a fit of passion. Compared to the current Anfuleidi, your value to us is even greater." The figure answered calmly.
"What an honor." Lu Sheng slowly removed his outer coat, revealing the black soft armor fitted close beneath it.
"But trying to stop me with just you alone—isn't that a little too careless?"
Before his words had even faded, he lunged forward. His body dragged out a mass of afterimages as he struck at the figure's chest with a palm.
Puff puff puff puff!! Layers upon layers of Mind Power barriers were breached at high speed. The final silver layer covering the man's body cracked like an eggshell before Lu Sheng's palm force even reached it, then shattered.
Whoosh!!
The violent shockwave blew over the figure like a gale,