Fleet Space Jump

"Ground forces request support. Coordinates (..., ...), Ghost Spirit Sect."

"This sect is a Golden Core-level force subordinate to the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace. It has a history of more than two thousand years. The sect's founding patriarch was an inner disciple of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace. Relying on a Golden Core-level grand formation, this sect is putting up a desperate resistance. Its Supreme Elder, True Person Gui Yu, is missing."

"We request bombardment and hope that higher-level forces can locate True Person Gui Yu as far as possible and kill him."

"Coordinates... Tortoise Crane Sect..."

"Coordinates... Spirit Fox Valley..."

The main fleet of the Aerospace Front Army hovered in the sky, holding this position as one sub-fleet after another flew in all directions, controlling an area spanning tens of thousands of kilometers.

From time to time, a fleet received orders and rushed to the designated coordinates. From a distance of a hundred kilometers, it unleashed a synchronized fleet salvo.

In an instant, the mountain gates of Golden Core-level forces were shattered, their grand formations exploded, and countless people were killed or wounded.

Tank units and infantry immediately advanced inside, killing every cultivator who refused to surrender and completing the occupation of the local third-grade spirit vein.

Occasionally, transport ships flew in from afar and carried tank units that had completed their occupation work to other directions.

They would occupy the nearby first- and second-grade spirit veins, purge Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace cultivators from mortal nations, raze mountains and topple temples, bombard shrines of gods with heavy artillery, and eradicate faith...

The ground forces did everything. Like a sieve, they swept across the land of the Magnetic Earth Realm, clearing away every pest.

Occasionally, hidden Golden Core cultivators were driven mad with rage. Unable to bear seeing a group