It's Your Turn to Act
The dragon-shaped warship gleamed with a dark golden luster, every inch of its hull covered in profound runes. As it sped through the void, it trailed a golden rainbow stretching for thousands of miles.
The dragon head at its prow raised its head and glared fiercely ahead, breathing out blue-black qi as though it were alive, crushing all the gale winds and spatial turbulence along the way. The violent energies that could tear an ordinary Demon King to pieces quietly melted away like snow beneath the sun the moment they came within three feet of the ship.
The warship's deck was as broad as a parade ground. The Primordial Ancient Dragon stood tall at the bow, steering the warship while keeping constant watch over the changes in their surroundings.
For at this moment, their group was no longer flying close to the ground. They had plunged directly into the spatial turbulence in the deepest reaches of the sky.
The Primordial Ancient Dragon's eyes were half-closed as his divine sense spread out like a spiderweb, precisely catching every ripple in space. The hand seals in his hands changed without pause, adjusting the warship's course.
"The direction designated by Master is three degrees southwest. There's an asteroid turbulence zone ahead. Going around it will take half a day, though we can simply crush through it."
He murmured softly, and thick demon power surged from his palm. The hull immediately shuddered as the warship accelerated into the belt of chaotic rocks. Fragments rained down like a storm, only to smash into powder against the golden barrier.
The Black Jade Qilin stood silently beside the railing like a black statue.
Dressed in black, his expression was cold and stern. His pitch-black eyes remained vigilantly fixed on the surrounding void,