Just then.
The Golden Shield surrounding the Immortal Court Prison Ship suddenly blazed with dazzling light.
More than a dozen blood-red energy beams slammed into the Golden Shield.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Nor did wild law turbulence scatter in all directions.
Those energy beams, powerful enough to severely wound a Longevity Realm cultivator, collapsed the instant they touched the Golden Shield.
Not even a ripple appeared on its surface.
The Immortal Court Prison Ship remained steady in the void, without so much as a tremor.
Those dozen-odd attacks did not even qualify as scratching an itch for the Prison Ship.
Silence fell over the deck.
Old Ancestor Cangwu stood frozen, his sword raised.
He looked at the completely unscathed Golden Shield outside, then at the Dark-Gold Long Sword poised in his hand, and silently put his sword away.
In the corner, Old Ancestor Xuanming had waited and waited, but the violent collision he expected never came.
He cautiously shifted his Tortoise Shell Shield aside a crack and poked half his head out to look.
Seeing that the Prison Ship was safe and sound, Old Ancestor Xuanming let out a long sigh of relief, slumped onto the deck, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"You nearly scared this old ancestor to death."
Old Ancestor Xuanming patted his chest and muttered, still shaken.
He turned toward Zhou Xuan, who stood before the console, and raised his voice again.
"Token Master! Those turtles hiding in their shells are far too arrogant!"
"We can't just take a beating without fighting back!"
"Go fire the weapon in the Armory! Blast that rotten door to bits with the Giant Crossbow!"
The more Old Ancestor Xuanming spoke, the more worked up he became, waving his chubby fists as though ready to fight the enemy