Fang Mo stepped out of the portal to find a bustling construction site before him. Work on the base was already in full swing.
The base stood on the former site of the Thirteen Alliances, with the Nine Great Alliances providing the main construction force. Numerous large machines were at work, towering steel walls had begun to take shape, and buildings were rising throughout the city.
Not far from the portal, a Void Passage had already been established in the sky. Sky Arks emerged from it from time to time, delivering vast quantities of supplies.
Guan Lie, Xie Changmin, and Guan Lu surveyed everything before them with eyes full of curiosity.
The swirling void, the ships flying through the sky, and the cultivators streaking overhead on flying swords all drew their gazes. They felt as though they had stepped into a world of immortals and wandering heroes. Everything seemed so unreal.
Even Fang Mo had not expected things to move so quickly. He had only been gone a few days, yet the base had already begun to take shape.
It seemed the tasks he had assigned before leaving had not been delayed. The sect also clearly attached great importance to this base; they had even laid down a Great Array. With it in place, they would not have to worry about a surprise attack from the Mechanical Empire.
Just then, several figures shot toward them: Du Xun, Xiao Jingsheng, Lu Yuanchu, and several True Man Realm cultivators from Taichu Peak.
The moment Fang Mo saw their expressions, he knew the situation was probably bad. His heart sank.
The Sky Ark sent to bring back the Galactic Alliance had encountered a storm and met with disaster. Their fate remained unknown even now. As soon as he received the news, he had