Boom! Boom! Boom!
A chain of flames appeared within the starry sky. From afar, they looked like stars whirling into being and vanishing again.
These stars kept surfacing upon the golden Great Peng's wings. Their aftershocks even jolted several meteors racing tens of thousands of meters away off their Original Edition trajectories, and before long, they completely dissipated without a trace.
Meanwhile, artificial constructs crossing the Void shook and fell into vortices of starlight, struggling to survive.
"Yin Xiao'e! You rebels of the Heavenly Court, surrender at once! Must you be slaughtered to the last before you will stop?"
Suddenly, a grand voice traveled through the empty starry sky like a thunderclap.
Yet the vacuum could not transmit sound, so the essence of this voice was not vibration, but a thought—
Divine Sense!
Almost the instant the words fell, several figures emerged from the depths of the starry sky. They came in different forms, surrounded by all manner of auras and fortunes!
When the light and shadows dispersed and their forms became clear, they could be identified as six gods. Each had a star following behind them, their auras linked together!
At that moment, the golden Great Peng fiercely flapped its wings and soared upward, crossing a hundred thousand li of starry sky in an instant! Yet there was scarcely any wind or turbulence; it was utterly silent! The bird was incomparably enormous. In sheer breadth alone, it was as vast as nearly half the territory of the Great Rui Dynasty. Upon its back rose layered peaks and ridges, each golden feather like a foundation supporting mountains, lakes, and valleys.
At that moment, a slender figure clad in silver armor stood atop the highest mountain, silver spear in hand, gazing into the distance.
It was easy to tell from her