At the same time that Liang Bing was shocked,
Ye Yang hovered amid a web of blue-silver energy chains woven between countless enormous double-pupiled eyes.
He spread his arms like a Heavenly God.
Mana overflowed from his entire body, and silver-gray chaos flames swirled in his pupils.
Liang Bing and Ruo Ning stared up at him, dumbfounded.
Outside the atmosphere,
Hua Ye watched through a monocular telescope from the front of the Heavenly Palace Ship's deck. He was so furious that he slammed the telescope to the ground.
"Cao! Those were twelve of This King's personal guards and three combatants!"
"One strike! Just one damn strike?!"
Furious as he was,
Hua Ye also felt a sense of danger unlike anything he had experienced before.
Had he really fallen behind over these past tens of thousands of years?
A mere warrior under Liang Bing's command possessed such terrifying technology.
No, no, no. He had to get out of there!
"Pass the order! Retreat immediately!" Hua Ye shouted.
"King, aren't we waiting for Ruo Ning?" one of the Sky Scum asked.
"She'll figure something out herself. Get the ship moving, now!" Hua Ye ordered.
"Yes, sir."
At the same time,
an arm fell in front of Ye Yang, who was inside the field of double-pupiled eyes.
He reached out and seized it from a distance with one hand.
Using mana, he drew the arm into his grasp.
Even holding it firmly,
Ye Yang could feel the severed arm teeming with vitality and constantly trying to break free.
Ye Yang scanned the arm with his double pupils.
Somehow, he sensed a connection between the arm and Liang Bing below, and the arm contained an immense reserve of life force.
"Ruo Ning, we're leaving first. Hurry and catch up."
Suddenly,
a leering man's voice