In the sky filled with the Steel Fleet,
Warships circled, Air-Space Warplanes navigated around, countless terrifying Military Formation Runes densely covered all sides, within which resided the achievements of the Immortal Path Military Formation artistry that were simply astounding to the eye.
Even the most masterful Array Masters who come here would have to submit, bowing deeply in reverence.
Because they have encountered a Military Formation mountain that they could never surpass in all their lives!
At the center surrounded by the Steel Fleet, a Blood-robed Taoist gazed coldly, innumerable Warships and Fighters naturally resonating with him, connected to his breath, the Formations in the Army Formation birthed for him, their compatibility and harmony reaching the ultimate level.
"Quasi-Emperor!"
"Come, take my sword strike!"
Jiang Ding, gripping the sword hilt, roared wildly.
Clang!
He drew his sword!