The aircraft continued to tear through the sky, quickly covering three hundred kilometers. The journey was uneventful, with no anomalies.
Evidently, all the major organizations and factions had received intelligence about the long-distance clash between the Illuminati and Yi Beidou.
The Illuminati's entire force of Ancient Ones had swarmed out, joined by two Sleepers, yet they had still failed to intercept Yi Beidou. Instead, they had only exposed their own intelligence, making other organizations hesitant to act.
The aircraft would soon reach the Judicial Court's sphere of influence.
"Your Eminence, should we make an attempt?"
A tall, sturdy man asked respectfully, addressing a kind-faced, middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man wore a Western Monk's Robe and held a book that looked ancient and worn, resembling a Western missionary from the history books.
