At that moment, on the Douluo Continent.
Every major sect was watching the Holy Spirit Continent's section of the Heavenly Screen.
The declaration of war had been issued, yet the other side showed no sign of movement.
It was eerily quiet.
As everyone watched that utterly unchanged section, they actually began to feel reassured, even faintly smug.
What did no movement mean?
It meant they were fumbling around in the dark!
It meant those people were scratching their heads, discussing how to find us!
They couldn't even locate us. How were they going to fight?
But could they find us just because they wanted to?
With a world so vast and planes so boundless, could they really find us at the drop of a hat?
At that thought, countless Soul Masters' lips curled into contemptuous smiles once more.
Go on, fret.
Take your time searching.
Search until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse-we'll have collected all our rewards by then!
However.
Just as everyone across the Douluo Continent decided the other side could not find them.
A sudden upheaval struck!
The Holy Spirit Continent's Heavenly Screen began shaking violently without warning!
Then, that golden Heavenly Screen was torn straight down the middle, as though an invisible hand had ripped it apart!
Rrrrip-!
A fissure running through the Heavenly Screen stretched across the heavens, and streams of golden light poured down from it!
Behind the fissure, there were no words.
No rankings.
No information cards.
Only a projected image, slowly lighting up.
The full panorama of the Holy Spirit Continent's coast appeared before the inhabitants of both realms.
Azure waves stretched for miles upon miles, and white breakers surged skyward.
Along the coastline, an enormous ship lay quietly moored by the shore.
Calling it a ship hardly did it justice.
It was a steel behemoth floating upon the sea.
Its silver-gray hull stretched a thousand meters long, its bow cleaving the waves.
Along both sides of the hull, Soul Cannons bearing deep-blue patterns stood in rows, their densely packed muzzles angled toward the heavens!
The cannon muzzles alone were too numerous to count.
And above the colossal warship.
More than twenty objects shaped like sharp blades hovered in orderly formation.
They had sleek fuselages and swept-back wings, their bodies entirely silver-white. Small Soul Cannons hung beneath their wings, while deep-blue circuits pulsed ceaselessly across their fuselages like blood vessels!
They were not Soul Beasts.
Nor were they Soul Masters.
They were weapons of war constructed entirely from Soul Tools!
Then, within the image, a slender figure slowly walked to the very front of the flagship's deck.
Silver hair, black clothing, Soul Tool components glowing faintly all around her.
It was none other than Lingxiao!
She stood at the bow, gazing across the vast expanse of sea, then raised her hand.
She swept it down in one crisp motion.
"Begin the test flight!"
Vrrrrm-!!
In an instant, more than twenty Soul Tool Fighters erupted into ear-splitting roars simultaneously!
Their rear Soul Tool Thrusters spewed deep-blue exhaust flames. One after another, they pierced the sky like arrows loosed from a bow!
The fighters took off, formed up, and climbed!
Midflight, a sudden transformation occurred!
All twenty-odd fighters began transforming in unison in the air!
Their swept-back wings folded layer upon layer and flipped over, while compartments beneath their fuselages opened section by section.
Soul Cannons slowly emerged from within the fuselages. Dim light gathered at their muzzles, and the Fixed-Installation Patterns on their barrels lit up in sequence!
In the blink of an eye!
The once-streamlined fighters had become airborne gun platforms with their full arsenals deployed!
More than twenty fighters, every muzzle bared!
Deep-blue cannon light illuminated half the sea and sky.
The sight scared everyone on the Douluo Continent witless.
[Yu Xiaogang: What are those?! What are those things flying around?! They can transform too?!]
[Yu Yuanzhen: Holy shit, shouldn't we be focusing on that thing that looks like a ship but doesn't quite look like a ship? It looks like it's covered in cannon muzzles! Fuck!!]
[Bibi Dong: What... what is that? Soul Tools?? How can Soul Tools look like that?!]
[Tang San: Those... those are Soul Tools too? Then what does the one hanging from my belt count as? A toy?]
[Ning Fengzhi: Damn... is... is this what Level Fifteen Soul Tools truly look like?]
Meanwhile, on the Holy Spirit Continent.
Countless Soul Masters also realized that the Heavenly Screen was broadcasting their activities, exactly as they happened, to the natives of the Douluo Continent.
???
The Heavenly Screen was basically giving the enemy vision of their side.
But on second thought, it did not matter.
We intended to let them watch anyway.
On the deck, Lingxiao noticed this as well.
She glanced up at the Heavenly Screen, a stream of data flashing through her eyes. Rather than trying to conceal anything, she connected directly to it.
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Scared witless?]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: No surprise. After all, you know absolutely nothing about Soul Tools.]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Let me educate you. That ship you just saw is the Level Fifteen Soul Tool carrier Jingming. Along its sides are three hundred and sixty Level Fifteen Soul Cannons, lined up in rows. One full broadside from the entire ship would knock the sea level down a notch!]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Those twenty-five aircraft in the sky are Sky-Splitting Type Level Fifteen Soul Tool Fighters. Every one of them also carries Level Fifteen godslaying-class Soul Cannon Shells!]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Even a First-Level God would pale before the firepower you're seeing right now!]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: But do you think that's all?]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Then you're seriously underestimating the Jingming!]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Once we arrive, you'll see its true power with your own eyes. It's nowhere near as simple as you imagine!]
On the Douluo Continent.
Countless people were now drenched in sweat.
It was terrifying.
Those were cannons capable of slaying gods.
And this was not just the Holy Spirit Continent boasting-the Heavenly Screen had stamped its seal of approval on it!
Most importantly, there was not just one cannon, but more than three hundred.
And those fighters could fly freely. Was that not equivalent to twenty-five Soul Masters capable of rivaling gods flying overhead?
Heart after heart hammered wildly inside its owner's chest.
But soon, everyone remembered their protective talisman.
Right.
So what if those cannons were powerful?
They couldn't find us!
As long as they couldn't find us, those cannons would forever be nothing but fire pokers!
With that realization, they forcibly suppressed the cold sweat their fear had brought on.
[Yu Xiaogang: Ahem, I admit you scared me for a second, but only a second! You can't find us. Mad about it?]
[Ning Fengzhi: Exactly. No matter how powerful your artillery is, you still need an accurate target, don't you?]
[Yu Yuanzhen: Exactly! We're not afraid!]
On the deck of the Jingming.
Lingxiao watched those three blustering comments on the Heavenly Screen, a glimmer flashing through her eyes.
"Heh."
She connected directly to the Heavenly Screen.
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: No target?]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Heh. Do you think we can't find you?]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Then you're seriously underestimating the Holy Spirit Continent's Soul Tools.]
[Soul Guidance Temple · Lingxiao: Open those dog eyes of yours and watch closely. Next, we'll show you that Soul Tools don't just attack-they have plenty of other uses!]
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