Countless defensive lines had been built within seven light-years of Purple Star, extending outward with it at their center. Among them, eighteen fortresses were the most renowned.
To attack Purple Star, one first had to cross these eighteen fortresses.
And now.
The first fortress, Ancient Cold Fortress.
The master of this fortress was a top-tier Great Dao Lord. He now stood atop its walls, gazing at the vast army of bandits in the distance, a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"You want to attack Purple Star? You vastly overestimate yourselves. There are eighteen fortresses, and you cannot even get past the first!"
Dao Lord Guhan, the master of Ancient Cold Fortress, sneered.
Purple Star had poured all its strength into building these eighteen fortresses. Each fortress housed countless formations and restrictions, making them virtually impregnable.
These bandits cannot break through Ancient Cold Fortress. All we need to do now is wait for the experts from the other civilizations to arrive, and we can wipe them out.
Dao Lord Guhan thought to himself.
The major factions were also watching to see what the bandits would do. If they truly stopped here, the Chaotic Sea would become the greatest laughingstock in the entire Purple-Gold Star System.
Amid millions of warships, the three Kings of the Three Great Bandits gazed at Ancient Cold Fortress nearby. Looking at the countless restrictions and formations circulating within it, they could not help frowning, feeling at a loss.
"What should we do next?"
"Stop for now," the Heavenly Wind Bandit King said. "If we get any closer, we'll crash into those formations and restrictions."
"There's no need to stop."
Just then, a voice came from inside a warship. The three Kings of the Three Great Bandits and the Black Blood Tower Lord exchanged glances upon hearing