A two-thousand-foot Spiritual Boat tore through the sky and slammed down onto the ground. Its tremendous momentum sent it skidding forward for several miles, carving a deep trench into the earth like a charging mountain and forcibly separating the two groups locked in battle.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Before the Spiritual Boat had even ground to a halt, hundreds of Cultivators were already leaping from its deck. They poured out like hornets from a disturbed nest, swarming the sky and ground in an instant, and immediately moved to shield Teng Miao.
KA-CHUNK, KA-CHUNK, KA-CHUNK—
At almost the exact same time.
With the grinding of gears, countless Bed Crossbows along the ship's hull rapidly swiveled, aiming directly at Chen Che and every Golden Core cultivator on the field.
