'Who on earth did this?!'
After a long moment, Fu Yin Xue swallowed hard. She realized the danger here hadn't passed and that she needed to leave immediately.
Wiping the vast Hanyue Continent off the map was not something an ordinary major power could accomplish. She couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying enemy Hanyue Gate had provoked.
Besides, given the circumstances, it didn't seem right to return to headquarters. Who knew what unforeseen consequences might occur?
After weighing her options, Fu Yin Xue finally made a decision.
She summoned her Flying Ship, boarded it, and sped away.
...
Just a day later, a pitch-black Flying Ship, over a hundred feet long and unadorned in appearance, appeared on the horizon, silently speeding in.
Inside the cabin, the Dragon Race's Sixth Princess, Luo Qingxuan, furrowed her elegant brows, staring silently at the apocalyptic scene displayed on the Magical Projection Light Mirror.
