At that moment, the Silver Fish Immortal Ship still floated quietly in the boundless void like a Desolate Star Fragment.
All around it lay a background as black as night, studded with countless stars like brilliant gemstones.
Yu Sande, however, had no mind to admire the sight and hurried outside.
Few people noticed his movements along the way, and even those who did would not interfere much.
Ye Tianming had already issued orders naming him one of the ship's honored guests. Ordinary Warrior guards ranked far beneath him and had no authority to interfere.
Before long, however, Yu Sande reached the Immortal Ship's lower-middle levels and suddenly became conspicuous. Those he encountered began to show a measure of wariness.
This was not a place where he should have appeared.
But before the Warrior guards could approach and question him, Yu Sande suddenly struck.
He extended his hands, his fleshy palms opening like flower petals as blood-red tongues flicked out like snakes' tongues.
Bloody shadows flashed past. Before the Warriors facing him could even see what had happened, they fell.
Wounds like those left by flying swords piercing their hearts had appeared in the Warriors' chests.
"Watch out..."
Several others had barely uttered those words when Yu Sande's eyes widened, and a mysterious force seized their throats like invisible arms.
As his gaze shifted, they were lifted up, their necks snapped, and their bodies tossed aside.
These guards were all skilled fighters at the peak of human rank, yet before him, they seemed too weak to truss a chicken. Every one of them died before they could even raise the alarm.
A little later, Yu Sande reached a passage farther inside.
Before him stood a group of elite guards with higher cultivation.
An eerie red light shone from Yu Sande's eyes.