No One Else Like Him in This World

Forces from all four directions gathered here.

Behind them stood a dense sea of cultivators and interrealm tower ships that covered the heavens.

Only now did Chu Wujiu and the others recover from their initial shock.

They had thought that the help Qin Wangchuan spoke of was nothing more than drawing some people from the Qin Clan.

At most, it would be one or two teams.

But was there even the slightest resemblance to "a little" before their eyes?

Flying Ships covered the sky and sun, while the crowd stretched beyond the horizon.

The different factions stood in four separate directions. Their attire, auras, and even cultivation systems were utterly different, yet because of a single word from Qin Wangchuan, they had all appeared in the Swallowing Cloud Realm.

What drew the others' attention even more were the things from Wen Dao Palace that they had never seen before.

Zhao Lingyun raised a hand. A formation pattern he had just imprinted from a Flying Ship floated above his fingertip, and he turned it over and over as he studied it for a long while.

"This isn't a traditional Spirit Gathering Array."

"It doesn't directly draw upon Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. Instead, it is first stored in a Spirit Furnace, then compressed through several layers of formation patterns, before finally being sent into those enormous cannons on either side."

Yun Zexuan was also examining one of the Flying Ships.

"This way, even if those piloting the Flying Ship aren't highly cultivated, they can still unleash power far beyond their own realm."

"And these formation patterns are nearly identical."

"They weren't individually refined by some Artifact Refiner."

"They were mass-produced."

As he spoke those last four words, his expression visibly grew more serious.

Ji Wuchen's gaze remained fixed on the Divine