"That is true," Xingxuan Venerable agreed, his voice tinged with gravity.
"If the Four Emperors could truly set aside their differences and attack in unison, I'm afraid our only remaining option would be to defend the Fire Hall Ancestral Vein to the death."
"They're here." The Headmaster suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing the pavilion's eaves to stare at the sky.
The once-clear blue sky suddenly roiled with change.
A massive black vortex, seemingly capable of devouring light itself, silently unfurled high in the sky, causing space to twist violently.
Immediately after, three interstellar starships, as colossal as mountains, slowly emerged from the vortex, carrying the majestic aura of a journey across the endless Star Sea.
Distinct emblems were clearly etched onto the ships' gray metal hulls.
The intertwined swords and stars of the Mercenary Alliance, the archaic coin-and-galaxy sigil of the Galaxy Bank, and the high-tech quantum matrix symbol of the Virtual Cosmos company.
