Great Dream Adept was skilled at scheming. Whatever he did, he liked to be prepared for every possibility.
After setting a trap for Feng Jun, he felt that this Golden Core cave abode would inevitably fall into Ten Directions Platform's hands.
If the other side failed to appreciate the situation and insisted on making trouble, he would not mind falling out with them—at worst, he could capture Yan Yuxi alive.
However, how could there be such a thing as an infallible plan in this world? Accidents always happened when least expected.
Amid the barrage of lightning, a bolt suddenly vanished for no apparent reason, as though space itself had swallowed it.
"An anomaly detected!" the captain aboard the Ten Directions Platform warship shouted. "Concentrate fire on that direction!"
The Heavenly Thunder Disc slowly turned and began focusing its fire in one direction.
Feng Jun's flying boat had not noticed anything unusual at first—hundreds of lightning bolts danced wildly through the air, making it impossible to see any details. At a time like this, probing with Divine Sense was practically suicide.
But the moment the Heavenly Thunder Disc moved and concentrated its attacks, all four people aboard Feng Jun's flying boat noticed something was wrong.
"Let's go up and bombard it too!" Ji Busheng was not one to yield to others. Under normal circumstances, he was willing to reason things out, but Ten Directions Platform had truly disgusted him this time. "Netherworld Island hasn't appeared yet anyway."
Just as he was about to move the flying boat, Feng Jun hurriedly called out, "Wait, let's fall back."
"Why should we fall back?" Ji Busheng refused. "We got here first. They're the ones insisting on fighting us for it!"
His words made sense, but Feng Jun did not answer. Instead, he looked at