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Just as they entered.A surge of violent space-tearing force came from all directions.
The Dragon Nest’s "Dragon Scale Barrier" automatically appeared, blocking all these terrifying forces that could easily tear apart the body of a Cultivator at the Divinity Transformation Stage.
Ripples spread across the barrier, but it remained as steady as a mountain.
"Report! A small space storm has been detected three hundred miles to the left front, expected to make contact in ten seconds!"
"Turn thirty degrees to the right, increase engine power by ten percent, and speed through!" Su Xiaowan shouted without hesitation.
"Report! An unstable space fracture has appeared below!"
"Ascend five hundred feet and maintain a steady speed!"
With Su Xiaowan and the Star Soul’s coordinated efforts, the Star Dragon Nest moved effortlessly like a nimble fish swimming through these perilous death-trap-filled waters.
Behind them, however.
The two warships from the Temple of Shadow were not as fortunate.
Although they also activated their strongest shields, they were ultimately not as adept for interstellar travel as the war fortress like the Star Dragon Nest.
They were like two small wooden boats in a violent storm, always on the brink of capsizing.
"Damn it! Why is the space turbulence here ten times more violent than what the intel said?"
On the main ship, a big bald man roared angrily, his face ashen.
Their warships swayed violently under the onslaught of the raging energy, and the hull creaked in strain from all over.
"B-Big Brother! The energy consumption of the shield is too fast!" reported a Demonic Cultivator responsible for controlling the Formation, his face deathly pale, "At most... we can only hold on for another hour before we run out of energy!"
"Panic about what!" The bald man slapped him away.
"That coward’s Turtle Shell won’t last long either! He can’t get far!"
His Divine Sense was locked onto the faint, flickering energy fluctuation ahead of them.
That was what he identified as the "enemy’s" trail.
However, what he didn’t know was.
That energy fluctuation wasn’t from the Star Dragon Nest at all.
It was a false target, intentionally created by Luo Qingchen using a one-time Star Energy Crystal Stone taken from the treasury!
His real purpose was to lure these two warships deeper into the space turbulence!
Luring them... into the true core of the "Nine Dragon Godslaying Array!"
"Big Brother, look! What’s that in front of us!"
At this moment, the sinister old man pointed ahead and screamed in terror.
At his words, the bald man immediately looked up.
In the dark void before them, a giant, bright light net of dazzling starlight had appeared at an unknown time, covering countless miles!
In the center of the light net, nine Dragon Souls condensed from pure Star Force slowly spiraled.
A terrifying aura of slaughter, enough to make gods tremble, spread from the light net.
"W-What kind of Formation is this!"
The bald man’s pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.
From that light net, he could sense a deathly aura potent enough to make him lose his soul!
"No good! It’s a trap! We’ve been tricked!"
The sinister old man also finally reacted, his voice hoarse with fear.
"Quick! Turn back! We must get out of here fast!"
However.
It was already too late.
Just as they realized something was wrong and attempted to turn their ships around.
A cold, mocking voice slowly echoed in their ears.
"Welcome to my hunting ground."
The moment the voice fell.
The giant light net that sealed the sky and earth suddenly contracted!
Enveloping the two pathetic warships and the surrounding space for tens of thousands of miles completely!
Trapped like a turtle in a jar!
Whipping a dog when it’s down!
The perfect trap finally closed completely at this moment!
"No!!!"
Seeing the enormous light net completely sealing them inside, the bald man let out a roar of utter despair.
He finally understood.
From beginning to end, they were merely toys in the enemy’s hands.
The supposed relic treasures and the redemption for their sins were all dream fantasies weaved for them by the enemy.
And now, dream shattered.
What greeted them was a cold, brutal reality.
"What the hell is this place! What kind of Formation is this!"
In his frenzy, the sinister old man frantically channeled his internal Demonic Qi into pitch-black Demon Blades, fiercely slashing at the light net.
However, those Demon Blades, capable of easily cleaving mountains, vanished without a trace like a clay ox into the sea upon touching the light net, not even stirring a ripple.
"It’s no use..."
The bald man chuckled miserably, ceasing his struggles.
He could feel that in this great Formation, his power was suppressed by more than fifty percent!
The surrounding space seemed to turn against him, constantly repelling and eroding him.
Meanwhile, the Star Dragon Souls spiraling at the center of the Formation were growing stronger, each exuding a terrifyingly oppressive force rivaling the late stage of Divinity Transformation!
In this contrast of rising and falling power.
They stood no chance of turning the tide.
This was a complete, suffocating despair.
At this moment.
A figure slowly emerged from the void.
It was Luo Qingchen.
He stood with hands behind his back, looking down at the two Demon Path Warships struggling like trapped beasts in the Formation, with a cat-and-mouse-like smirk on his face.