Ninth-tier! That pressure was absolutely Ninth-tier!
And in terms of status, it was not far beneath her either, carrying the same dense aura of [Chaos]!
But she was [Formless]...
Could the other party be one as well?
Other than the original generation, where could there be a second [Formless] in this world?
For the moment, Xu Xiaoan did not dare make any rash move. Her face cold, she looked back at the flesh-and-blood warship, locking eyes with its scarlet single eye from afar.
'Xiaoan, what happened over there? Did you run into something strange?'
Jiang Mian's voice suddenly came through their mental link, speaking rather quickly, with a trace of anxiety in her tone.
Hearing that reassuring voice, Xu Xiaoan steadied herself and activated sensory sharing.
'Sister Mian, what is that?'
Without a word, Jiang Mian compressed and packaged her memories from this period of time, then sent them to Xu Xiaoan.
'A [Formless] from another world?! And one of the original generation?!'
Xu Xiaoan could not help crying out, 'Sister Mian, it stopped fighting just to come eat me?'
'Not certain, but the chances are high.'
Jiang Mian's voice was incomparably grave. 'Torrent and the others and I are heading over. We'll be there soon—'
Before she could finish, the flesh-and-blood warship in the distance suddenly erupted with a streak of black light.
Vast power of [Chaos] poured forth, instantly forming a sprawling Dark Sky Curtain that blotted out the heavens and covered the earth.
Countless "swarms" rode the darkness in, encircling the black spire layer upon layer.
Yet they did not attack. They merely hovered quietly outside the tower, sealing off every path of retreat.
Xu Xiaoan frowned slightly, unable to make sense of the other party's intentions.
There were no shortage of Eighth-tier among the "swarms." If