Spacecraft were practically essential for every cultivator at the Star Brilliance Tier and above.
Different ranks naturally used different grades of spacecraft.
Generally speaking, A-grade spacecraft were used by Cosmic Level Experts, or even Eternal Gods who had only recently broken through.
Cultivators below that level simply could not afford to maintain one!
The spacecraft appearing in the sky now was clearly an A-grade vessel or higher.
Yet the reported mission level was only Star Tier.
If someone at the Star Tier could own such a spacecraft, how could they not be an important figure?
"Owning a spacecraft like that at the Star Tier? Isn't that too outrageous?"
The young man came back to his senses and could not help gritting his teeth. "But they're landing so openly? Aren't they afraid people won't notice them?"
His concern was not unfounded.
The Holy Spirit Cult had deep roots on Meteorite Star. If they noticed Star Dome Academy's involvement,
they might very well hide themselves away or even destroy the evidence in advance.
The middle-aged man merely shook his head lightly.
"This is an A-grade spacecraft, perhaps even S-grade.
With Meteorite Star's technological level, it's impossible for them to detect a vessel of that class."
The young man wanted to say more, but at that moment, the hatch of the Silver Moon Wings slowly opened.
The first to emerge was a broad, powerfully built young man.
He wore dark gold battle armor, and beneath his short black hair was a cold, sharply defined face.
Most striking of all were his eyes, deep as an abyss, with faint dark gold lightning flickering within them.
His tall, lean body stood as straight as a spear, and a powerful pressure faintly radiated from him.
Following close behind was an exquisite woman with cascading silver hair.