Chapter 59: The Skybase Weapon!
“Boom!”
“A great ship is entering the port, make way, quickly!”
“Boom boom boom!”
“Dong!”
Tiangong Island, the harbor.
A massive Dharma Ship slowly descended.
With a series of rumbles, the Dharma Ship came to a stop at the shore.
The cabin door opened, and a group of black-robed cultivators with stern expressions flew down.
“Hm? Since when did Tiangong Island have a sect?”
“Hasn’t this place always been masterless?”
A burly old man swept his gaze across the surroundings and frowned.
But then a young man in white robes stepped forward.
“May I ask which faction Senior is from, and what business you have with my Chaotian Sect?”
“The Chaotian Sect?”
“Tiangong Island is now your sect’s territory?”
The burly old man’s eyes narrowed as he sized up the young man before him.
The young man looked to be only fifteen or sixteen, thin and slight, his youthful face betraying a trace of unease.
“Yes, Senior.”
The burly old man raised an eyebrow. “Little one, does your sect have no older cultivators? How is it that such an important place as the harbor is guarded by a bunch of snot-nosed brats?”
The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere on site turned strange.
The white-robed young man’s expression changed drastically.
“Senior, you…”
“All disciples!”
“Here!”
To the side, dozens of black-robed cultivators answered in unison.
The burly old man glanced indifferently at the young man. “Many years ago, this old man visited Tiangong Island once, and carelessly lost a treasure.”
“Now that I’ve returned to this old place, naturally I must retrieve it.”
“Everyone, go ashore. Find my treasure for me.”
“Yes!”
Before the words had fully left his mouth, hundreds of black-robed cultivators descended from the ship, flying toward Tiangong Island on their swords.
But before these people could get far, an overwhelmingly powerful wave descended from the sky.
A figure clad entirely in dark blue metal armor, leading dozens of figures also encased in dark blue armor, descended from the heavens.
“You people… are far too bold.”
“Not only have you trespassed into my Chaotian Sect’s harbor without permission, you actually want to go ashore.”
“What, are you looking to die?”
Chao San slowly floated forward, staring coldly at the crowd.
Looking at those humanoid iron armors wrapped so tightly that even their eyes were sealed away, the burly old man’s pupils contracted sharply.
“This is… a puppet? Or Spirit Armor?”
“Why is it so strange?”
The burly old man’s heart was filled with uncertainty and turmoil.
“Speak, or get lost right now.”
Chao San’s words grew colder.
“Hmph! Fellow Daoist, your tone is quite bold. I wonder if you’d still be this arrogant once my Heavenly Saber Sect’s Sect Master arrives.”
“Heavenly Saber Sect? Never heard of it.”
“You…”
The Heavenly Saber Sect elder flew into a rage.
“Fine! Very well!”
“This old man merely brought his disciples here to rest and regroup. Seeing that this place had a sect, I was only curious and wished to pay a visit.”
“But you, sir, are far too discourteous!”
“In that case, then this old man would like to see just what you really are!”
The Heavenly Saber Sect elder flicked his sleeve, and the formidable spiritual power of a mid-stage Golden Core erupted.
“Bang!”
A muffled thud, and a giant golden blade appeared out of thin air above the Heavenly Saber Sect elder’s head.
The giant golden blade radiated an extremely sharp, razor-keen aura.
“Go!”
“Swoosh!”
The Heavenly Saber Sect elder’s eyes blazed with light as he slashed down at Chao San.
The giant golden blade cut through the void, leaving visible ripples in space.
“Well come!”
A smile curved at the corner of Chao San’s mouth.
He had only obtained this Jia-Class Type-One Spirit Armor a few days ago and hadn’t had a chance to familiarize himself with it. Now was the perfect opportunity to test it out on this mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
A high-grade spirit stone on Chao San’s chest began burning rapidly.
Then, lines of patterns lit up across the surface of his Spirit Armor, densely covered in golden Runes.
In an instant, a dark blue tail flame jetted from beneath his feet, and his figure shot upward.
“Old fool, let me give you a taste of my Chaotian Sect’s exclusive Spirit-Gathering Cannon…”
As he growled, Chao San’s palm snapped open.
A dark blue beam shot from his palm, transforming into a dazzling blue pillar of light.
“Boom!”
The dark blue pillar of light collided with the giant golden blade.
Two terrifying pressures emanated from the point of impact.
“Boom boom boom!”
The two forces clashed, erupting in wave after wave of violent tremors.
“Crack!”
The giant golden blade split apart instantly under the bombardment of the dark blue pillar of light.
The burly old man’s pupils shrank as he watched the golden blade get blasted to pieces before his eyes.
In desperation, he wanted to summon his magic treasure.
But before he could make a move, Chao San raised his left hand, and another dark blue beam shot forth.
It instantly pierced through his right arm.
Fortunately, he had dodged slightly, otherwise that strike would have ruined an arm entirely.
“AH!!”
The burly old man let out a miserable scream, but he had no time to tend to the pain.
He could tell that this strange-looking Spirit Armor possessed extraordinary power. If the battle continued, he likely wouldn’t gain any advantage.
In that case, it was better to go back, call for reinforcements, and return to fight another day.
“Retreat!”
“Go!”
“Retreat!”
Seeing this, he hurriedly led his disciples onto the Dharma Ship and shot into the sky, fleeing.
“Hmph, old fool.”
Watching the massive Dharma Ship gradually recede into the distance, Chao San snorted lightly.
If not for the fact that this third-tier Spirit Armor consumed too many spirit stones, he definitely would not have let that old fool go.
“I just wonder how strong the Heavenly Saber Sect really is. I’m afraid today’s matter won’t end here.”
Chao San watched the massive Dharma Ship disappear into the distance and shook his head slightly.
“Let’s go.”
Chao San withdrew his aura, about to lead the War Execution Bureau disciples away.
But just then.
Above Tiangong Island, the sound of machinery operating suddenly rang out.
“Clack clack clack.”
“Crack… crack…”
The noise of gears and mechanisms echoed across the entire Tiangong Island.
Chao San and the assembled disciples looked up toward the sound.
Above the clouds, a bright silver cylinder slowly opened, revealing a section of pitch-black metal rod within.
“That is…”
Chao San’s eyes widened.
He didn’t know what it was. In truth, it wasn’t just him.
At this moment, every disciple of the Chaotian Sect saw the pitch-black metal rod in the heavens, yet none knew what that black rod was for…
“The Skybase Weapon has been deployed. Confirm strike?”
Atop Chaotian Peak, Lu Qingyang watched the massive Dharma Ship about to vanish, his expression indifferent.
Beside him, a jade talisman floated in the air.
A faint, elusive spiritual impulse rose from the talisman, its other end connected precisely to the metal rod in the sky.
“Strike!”
As Lu Qingyang spoke softly, the spiritual impulse on the jade talisman surged, and a blinding spiritual light burst from the talisman.
“Shoo!”
A dazzling beam of light shot from the jade talisman, pointing straight at the bright silver cylinder above in the heavens.
Immediately after, the silver cylinder snapped open.
A metal rod ten meters long and three meters thick was exposed to the air!
“Bzzz~~~”
With a tremor, the tail of the metal rod suddenly bloomed with rings of piercing thunderous arcs.
“Boom!”
Another thunderous impact, and the thick, heavy metal rod plummeted down like a meteor.
“Boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
“…”
Amid the enormous roaring, Chao San witnessed with his own eyes as the Dharma Ship, roughly several hundred meters long, was smashed into fragments by a single rod.
A mist of blood splattered across the sky, and the entire sea region turned crimson.
The Golden Core elder who had just disembarked, along with the Foundation Establishment True Persons, were torn to pieces directly by the shockwave of that metal rod.
“Hisss!”
Seeing this, Chao San could not help but draw a sharp breath.
“Hisss~~”
“…”
The Chaotian Sect disciples drew a collective sharp breath.
At this moment on Tiangong Island, the sound of gasping rose and fell without end…