A moment later, Wulei led Feng Hui out of the hall and took out a blue, saucer-shaped spacecraft.
The spacecraft's hatch opened. Wulei turned and flew inside, saying to Feng Hui, "Come with me."
Feng Hui immediately followed him in, his thoughts once again sweeping over the E9 Laser Gun in his World Ring as he quietly weighed his options.
Six Temple Envoys at the Domain Lord Level, all dressed in identical Silver-Gray Battle Suits, entered with them.
Those Silver-Gray Battle Suits were the mark of Domain Lord Level envoys from the Immortal Temple. They were Force Battle Suits that ordinary Domain Lords in Blood Luo World could never obtain.
Over the years, the Immortals in Blood Luo World had also figured out some ways to make Force Battle Suits, but they produced very few and did not supply them in large quantities.
All six of these men were at least Domain Lord Level Rank Six or Seven, and with their Force Battle Suits and weapons, not one of them would be easy to deal with.
Feng Hui's heart sank again.
The spacecraft's interior had a distinctive style. Every inch of space radiated the mystery and grandeur unique to Blood Luo World.
The cabin walls weren't plain metal. Instead, they had been carefully carved into vivid murals, depicting scenes of battle and images of Desolate Beasts from Blood Luo World in exquisite detail.
Soon, the spacecraft took off.
Feng Hui looked around curiously. He soon realized from the various details that the spacecraft was probably quite low-end.
Its acceleration was poor. In the outside universe, it would probably qualify as only a B- or C-class spacecraft, and it was clearly crudely made.
Although its decorations had a distinctive style, the hull was obviously made of ordinary pure metal, not the