Time seemed to have passed for ages, yet it seemed like only a moment.
Zhao Sheng closed and opened his eyes, suddenly realizing that he was in a completely different world.
The Great Sun hung high in the Heavenly Curtain, Gang Wind howled, and the scorching sunlight that fell on his face actually made his skin feel slightly burning.
Looking around, he was shocked to find that the Floating Fortress had already descended onto another battlefield, a chaotic scene filled with countless cultivators engaged in self-forgetting combat, dense magical attacks and Magic Artifacts obscuring the sky and sun, throwing the Spiritual Energy environment into complete disarray.
Floating Fortresses transformed into various attack formations, just returned from the Otherworld, and instantly joined the fray, Spirit Stone Cannons firing in unison, thick spirit columns raining down like a torrential downpour, destroying several Floating Temples in one fell swoop.
Boom!
