Beams of starlight descended, each one a starship.
Azure, black, silver... starships of every color.
Each warship bore the image of an azure star, along with a divine dragon emblem.
Those were Earth's symbols.
The warships opened, and armored martial artists stepped out one after another. Their powerful Path auras made the Void Realm unable to bear the pressure.
Star Path armor!
Very quickly, the martial artists adjusted their breathing and put away their armor, revealing weary, weathered faces.
The martial artists behind them did not wear Star Path armor. They all wore Star or star-body armor.
"Welcome back."
Huo Qinglan and many other Federation members walked forward and saluted them.
"Officer Huo." The martial artists returned the salute and removed their armor. Their strength was still below Huo Qinglan's.
Several more martial artists emerged, unarmored but carrying the same Path aura.
"Little Qinglan." A middle-aged man showed a faint smile. "It's good to see you."
"Uncle Liu, welcome back." Huo Qinglan stepped forward and gave him a hug.
Once the entire expeditionary army had disembarked, Huo Qinglan could no longer smile. "Out of fifteen hundred people, only three hundred and seventy returned?"
"We encountered a starry-sky storm." Uncle Liu looked grief-stricken as he sighed. "The fact that we made it back at all is already a miracle."
"It's good that you came back. It's good that you came back."
An elderly man approached, tears in his eyes. "You have all worked hard. I have arranged a banquet to welcome you home and wash away the dust of your journey."
"Thank you, Officer." Uncle Liu saluted him. "Has anything happened in the Federation these past years?"
"Of course things have happened, but they were good things. Our Federation produced a genius who has brought us tremendous benefits."
The old man