The Fishing God, Dragon-Person Primordial Spirit
"This crimson temple is no ordinary thing!"
Inside the Dragon Snake starship, Wu Shan watched the battlefield displayed on the light screen, along with the crimson temple suppressing the sea of fire. His expression grew grave as he said,
"I'm afraid it's been modified and upgraded, just like our Dragon Snake starship. It may even have been upgraded more than once or twice."
"Its power has already reached the limit of the seventh rank, far surpassing that of ordinary seventh-rank entities."
The others aboard the Dragon Snake starship listened to Wu Shan, their expressions growing grave as well. They had already seen that in the sea of fire beneath the crimson temple, there was another starship—the warship carrying the Star Alliance Star Lord cultivator who had sent the distress call.
But that starship was also being held down in the sea of fire by the crimson temple, unable to break free. The Star Lord cultivator aboard could only call for help from the Star Alliance battle lines.
That alone showed how extraordinary the crimson temple was.
"From the looks of it, the crimson temple seems perfectly capable of destroying the starship in the sea of fire. The reason it's only suppressing it and letting the Star Lord cultivator aboard call for help is probably that it wants to fish for prey!"
Peng Xuanding had never fought enemies from super-tier civilizations in the Outer Domain Star Sea, but he had experienced plenty of battles within the Star Alliance. He could recognize some of the common tactics and traps used on a battlefield.
"Hm?" Chu Yue seemed to notice something. She suddenly called out, "Peng Yue, I need the support of the Elemental Nest's core power."
"No problem."
Peng Yue immediately responded. She took control of