Transformation

The No.17 space port had been bombarded into smithereens. All the airtight doors and the docking rune arrays had turned into the melted slag. The air inside the tenth space ring leaked out through the damage, raising minor swirls along with the debris on the ground.

The Grand Illusionary Soldiers were crowding toward the port from various direction like locusts. Xiao Xuance seemed to have discovered the aim of the experts and wanted to drown them in an ocean of iron with all the forces available. At least, he wanted to drain their spiritual energy and damage their crystal suits.

"Where is the crystal warship of the Glorious Sunlight Group right now?" Si Koulie asked, breathing heavily.

He was not good at fighting. Persisting in the storm for so long had hit his limits.

"The crystal warship has broken through the ninth space ring smoothly and will be arriving soon. However, it cannot be docked here. We'll just fly out of the space port to board it!"