Correct Inference, Dragon Soul's Counterattack

Before the toppled mountain range, everyone aboard the warship had their hearts in their throats.

In their lives thus far, many of them had accomplished great deeds they took pride in, but never had anything made them as tense and exhilarated as standing face-to-face with the heavens and demanding what they wanted today.

Everyone knew that if this plan succeeded, a broad, sunlit road would be laid out before them in the future;

How many ancient alien races had been suppressed within these countless miles of mountains and rivers? And beneath the tide of heaven-and-earth spiritual power, how many strange beings that heaven and earth had originally been unwilling to see would be born?

All of them could become the firmest stepping stones on their paths of cultivation. If used properly, they might even nurture a cultivator beloved by heaven and earth!

A cultivator beloved by heaven and earth!

When these two utterly contradictory things came together, what boundless prospects would that create? Even those immortals of old who had broken through heaven and earth's limits in pursuit of so-called freedom and ease likely could not compare to the upper limit of such an existence, could they?

The warship's hall was deathly silent. The only sound echoing within was the tremendous rumble of sand and stone transmitted through the terminal on the other end.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Calling headquarters. Can headquarters hear me?"

After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the cultivator carrying out the mission suddenly echoed through the pin-drop-silent hall.

Qi He did not even have time to look at Ye Xiu's expression. He snatched up the terminal, his face solemn and his voice ringing out.

"Headquarters responding. This is Qi He. How are you feeling now?"

A bout of coughing sounded from the other end.