Slaying a Fusion cultivator

Just as the Great Zhou army crossed over through a Dharma Treasure, arrayed itself on the ground, and was about to enter the Federation's territory at Blackstone Mountain in Northern Mang.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

It was not clouds, but a Star Spirit Clan Mothership so enormous that it blotted out the sun. Like the chariot of a god, it silently broke through the clouds and hovered directly above the Great Zhou army.

Its streamlined blue-and-silver hull was cold and imposing, the densely packed gun ports beneath it gleaming with destructive light.

Before this technological creation beyond their understanding, the Fusion general and his army of over ten thousand felt a shudder rise from the depths of their souls.

The mothership had not arrived through the Federation's Star Realm transport system. At over six hundred li long, it was simply too large. It had folded space itself, entered a wormhole, locked onto the coordinates of Blackstone Mountain in Northern Mang, and crossed countless light-years to reach this place.

Such technology was still beyond the Federation, but for the Star Spirit Clan Mothership, it was merely standard equipment.

At that moment, Chen Xia, Captain Xu, Lei Qianren, Ouyang Shuo, and the senior members of the Star Spirit Clan were sitting inside the cabin, drinking tea.

Seated in his chair, Lei Qianren looked at the cabin's interior and the images of the outside world on the screen, his heart filled with emotion.

Judging by this operation, their Federation had grown far more assertive.

They no longer needed to fear Great Zhou. This was an astonishing transformation.

Beside him, Ouyang Shuo was equally shaken. He spoke frequently with Lei Qianren, and both were visibly excited.

Under Chen Xia's leadership, the Federation was developing very well.

He had even become close friends with the