"There were two more Demon Saints—no, three!" Lin Zhichen's divine sense searched carefully, trying to find some clue in the roiling sea of blood mist around them. Unfortunately, the evil will had such a strong effect on perception that he could only faintly sense three powerful beings moving nearby. They never dared approach the fleet's position.
That was right: another Demon Saint had crept up on them. If the fleet hadn't shown its strength and destroyed two of them with ease, they might now have been facing a group attack.
After sensing the area for a while, Lin Zhichen had no choice but to give up on searching for targets that way. "Get the fleet moving. We need to take the initiative."
The longer they stayed, the more dangerous it became. He didn't wait any longer. With the Zhulong as the center of their fighting force, he swiftly directed the entire Psionic Fleet to patrol and fight in the Fallen God Realm.
With the Psionic Planetary Titans as their foundation, the fleet quickly formed a series of combat groups and linked them to the main combat group centered on the Zhulong, covering the entire area without leaving any gaps.
The next moment, dense beams of lightning tore through the darkness and thundered across the sea of blood mist. Arcs of electricity crackled as they vaporized vast swathes of mist, along with the Evil Gods and evil creatures hidden within.
The Imperial Fleet no longer held anything back. It split into separate combat groups, which took turns firing on the target area. Even when they couldn't hit a Demon Saint, they could blast apart the roiling sea of blood mist and expose vast stretches of vacuum.
Using this method, the area under the Imperial Fleet's control gradually expanded. Any Evil Creature