Only after walking out of the Spirit Core Hall did Lin Ye truly grasp the scale of the commotion he had caused.
The entire Qiming General Star Training Camp had genuinely become a city floating in the sky, high above the clouds.
A surreal sense of floating came from the ground beneath his feet.
The buildings that were originally built into the mountain, blending seamlessly with it, now had half their walls exposed to the open air.
Teetering precariously, they had become death traps in the truest sense of the word.
In the distance, mountain paths were fractured, revealing terrifying chasms, as if a god had cleaved them open with a giant axe.
Lin Ye even saw a few cadets with pale faces and trembling lips, clearly terrified by the sudden, world-altering phenomenon.
"Mr. Lin, you're really famous now."
Dongfang Zhen glanced around, clicking his tongue in amazement. His face showed no signs of panic; instead, it was filled with excitement.
Lin Ye felt a little awkward.
