"Whoosh!"
The Hunting Missile streaked through the air like an enormous flying sword, faster than a Ninth Tier Cultivator, and struck the approaching enemy dead-on.
"Boom!"
The Spirit Power exploding from it seemed capable of tearing everything apart.
The Hunter Aircraft darted through the sky. Relying on its altitude and speed, it kept a distance that made it difficult to attack. It fired missile after missile, then dropped slightly, swung out its cannon, and locked onto one of the figures below.
A few seconds later, a beam of Golden Light shot out.
"Boom!"
The Golden Light struck the figure.
The weapon, developed from Buddhist Order Spells, delivered an attack no weaker than a Seventh Tier Cultivator's. Yet all it managed to do was shred the figure's clothes.
He paid it no mind.
The wind and waves grew fiercer, gradually forming a towering wall of water over a hundred meters high. It loomed black and oppressive, enough to make anyone feel they could not breathe.
The storm had arrived.
The Warship was pure white, and light flared across its hull. A transparent Spirit Power Shield enveloped it, but the enemy's attacks had already left it on the verge of collapse.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The ship's guns fired rapidly.
Both Spirit Power Secondary Cannons fired at full force too. The glowing portions of their shells alone formed a continuous line, and the light from their impacts burned on in the sky.
Colonel Song engaged a Seventh Tier Cultivator and, under cover of the Warship's fire, soon gained the upper hand.
But it made no difference.
That Eighth Tier Cultivator of the Bright Sect system was too powerful for them to handle.
Colonel Song made a snap decision. He broke away from the fight and turned to look back.
By then, the giant