Jiang Changkong wore a trace of madness on his face. "Don't worry. This is a top-tier eleventh-rank warship. It can take it."
I think nothing in your hands can possibly take it.
If you don't wreck this thing into slag, you won't let it go, will you?
The Nether Dragon roared inwardly, desperately wanting to tell him, I can't take it!
Even if you got your hands on a quasi-divine artifact, you would probably play it half to pieces.
Rumble—
The stars exploded, and the warship exploded along with them.
"You even activated the attacks?"
The Nether Dragon felt that its dragon life was over. It would have been one thing for Jiang Changkong to ram straight into them, but he had even fired two beams of Great Dao light.
Rumble—
The powers of the Great Dao collided. Jiang Changkong finally gave up the charge, and the Matchless warship shot toward the heavens.
Rumble—
Amid terrifying explosions, boundless shockwaves crashed over them. The warship rang with heavy thuds as crack after crack appeared.
The fractured warship split apart piece by piece, its hull made from precious materials drifting off into the distance.
Jiang Changkong seemed not to notice and continued piloting the warship onward.
The Nether Dragon had already hidden inside his clothes, not daring to show its head.
The explosions continued. That warship also blew apart, and the two late-stage Star Saints died inside before they could even emerge.
Crack—
The ceiling split open, and a powerful force poured in.
Jiang Changkong retreated at top speed with the Nether Dragon, activating the defenses of his three Great Dao bodies at the same time.
Boom—
The cockpit was completely destroyed. Jiang Changkong was hurled away by the immense force and slammed into the warship's wall.
His body cracked, and even