Fifth Continent cultivators being used as slaves was nothing unusual. Many young masters from prestigious clans enjoyed playing with them in all sorts of ways, but this was the first time they had seen someone carrying a spaceship on his shoulders.
Ling Que had shown his face. Fortunately, he had spent most of his time in the Inner Universe and had not fought in the Cosmic Sea, or he would easily have been recognized.
Disguising oneself in a place like this was even more dangerous. The war had lasted for years, and anything could happen. Disguises were nothing unusual, so there were surely ways to deal with them. Once someone was discovered, there would be no need for an investigation; a group of experts would immediately surround them.
Lu Yin saw Starlight Island clearly, along with the countless Rune Dao Numbers soaring into the sky above it. Although they were all suppressed below two hundred thousand points of battle power, there were simply too many of them.
Although it was an island, its area was not small. It was practically the size of a continent.
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Countless bolts of lightning poured down like rain, endlessly bombarding the area around Starlight Island. The sea roared, and the sky flickered between light and darkness, resembling a land of ghosts.
This was the Cosmic Sea. The celestial phenomena could change at any time. The lightning this time was extremely powerful, and even ordinary Extreme Realm cultivators might not be able to withstand it. Several bolts of lightning even intertwined in the sky, multiplying their power until they reached the level of the Exploration Realm or even the Cruising Realm.
Lu Yin clicked his tongue. No wonder so few people dared to venture into the Cosmic Sea. If he had entered