Zhang Yu reached out and caught it. The Cicada Cry Sword turned into a streak of light and returned to his hand. He brushed its spine, and the radiance along the blade promptly faded away. He tossed the sword back into its sheath and swept his gaze around.
All around him lay scattered ashes and drifting clouds of gray-white dust.
During that round of surprise attacks, he and the cultivators who had rushed over afterward had together destroyed nearly a hundred ships of the Frost Continent Fleet's main force.
He did not pursue the remaining flying vessels. For one, their flagship had already been destroyed, and the entire fleet had lost unified command. What remained posed no further threat.
Moreover, those flying vessels were battle merit as well. He had already accomplished what he needed to do, so there was no need to snatch the credit belonging to the Military Prefecture's soldiers.
Just then, a blue radiance flew over from behind him. A dark-blue metal giant appeared before him and bowed to him in midair. A clear voice came from beneath its faceplate. "Sir."
He recognized Mo Ruohua and nodded to her. "Be careful."
Mo Ruohua answered yes. After greeting him, she continued onward in a streak of light. Not long after she passed by, countless constructs and armored soldiers sped past him and beneath his feet, joining the assault on the remaining Frost Continent Fleet.
Inside the Qingyang Fleet's flagship, a soldier hurried over and presented a report.
The deputy took a glance at it, then delivered it before Cao Du and said excitedly, "General, news has come from the front. The Profound Rectifier and the various profound cultivators have heavily damaged the Frost Continent Fleet. The enemy flagship has been destroyed, and their general has been killed as