"So this is the Ancestral Star?"
Yu Cheng'an spoke indifferently.
His voice was quiet, but carried by the resonance of over two hundred Nascent Soul experts' qi and blood, it traveled thousands of kilometers in an instant, reaching the audio pickups of every satellite surveillance system and blowing out swathes of electronic components.
"Your Majesty," the sixth elder, who had been the first to cross over, immediately stepped forward and dropped to one knee on the deck. "The natives here are weak. Most are only at the qi refining stage or foundation establishment. The western continents are as feeble as flocks of sheep. Only one region in the north seems to harbor a strange, powerful formation and a few tough opponents."
"Sheep are sheep."
Yu Cheng'an slowly rose from his dragon throne.
He flicked his sleeve.
The terrifying power of laws at half-step deity transformation became a golden arc a hundred thousand feet long, sweeping toward the nearest joint patrol fleet from Kangaroo Country beyond the southern waters.
The sea was cleaved in two on the spot.
More than a dozen massive ironclad warships, equipped with the latest laser defense systems and heavy guided-missile propulsion units, failed to last even a second against that unremarkable sweep of his sleeve. They were sliced cleanly through the middle.
The thousands of foreign soldiers aboard did not even have time to scream before they were reduced to ash along with the ships' steel hulls.
"Pass down my decree."
There was no trace of pleasure in Yu Cheng'an's voice.
"From this day forth, this realm shall become part of Great Yu's territory. Within ten days, all those not of Great Yu bloodline shall be dealt with: mortals shall become mining slaves, and cultivators shall have their qi and blood stripped away and refined into