113: Returning to the mainland, the situation changed dramatically.

The starship was at full speed, like a grey bolt of death, tearing through the sky of the Qingzhou Continent.

The closer it got, the more shocking the scene below became.

Once-prosperous towns had turned into scorched earth; the mountains and rivers were shattered, corpses lay everywhere, and smoke filled the air.

The battle had clearly been going on for some time, and its reach was extremely vast.

Lin Yang's Divine Thought captured more details.

The strange Cultivators fighting alongside the Misty Immortal Palace and the Xuantian Sword Sect used Cultivation Techniques and energy attributes that were vastly different from those of the Qingzhou Continent; they were older, stranger, and carried an aura of wild, bloodthirsty savagery.

Their individual strength was generally stronger than that of the two sects' Disciples, and their methods were more ruthless.

"It is the aura of an ancient force..." Lin Yang immediately made this judgment based on his Legacy memories.

The Misty Immortal Palace had truly spared no cost, and somehow, from somewhere unknown, had summoned or colluded with a remnant ancient force to serve as their backing!

These ancient Cultivators clearly viewed the Qingzhou Continent as a hunting ground to be plundered at will.

The situation of the Star Moon Sect was clearly not optimistic.

Lin Yang's Divine Thought perceived that while the main Star Moon Sect had a powerful sect-protecting barrier activated and was safe for the moment, its numerous outlying branches, affiliated Family, and industrial strongholds had suffered devastating blows.

Many strongholds had already been breached, and the Disciples left behind had suffered heavy casualties.

At this moment, the starship was rapidly approaching a fierce battlefield.

It was an important mining city belonging to the Star Moon Sect—Moling City.

The Star Moon flags hanging on the city walls were already tattered, and the city-protecting array's light was dim and precarious.

Outside the city, a dense black mass of enemy troops was attacking frantically.

The attacking force was mainly composed of three parts: Disciples from the Misty Immortal Palace, Sword Cultivators from the Xuantian Sword Sect, and a small but powerful group of ancient Cultivators.

Among them, an ancient Cultivator leader wearing a beast-skin robe with strange tattoos on his face had strength that had shockingly reached the Minor Accomplishment of Spirit Sea Realm!

He was grinning viciously, brandishing a bone battle-axe, and hacking fiercely at the city-protecting array.

Inside the array, those left behind by the Star Moon Sect were an outer sect Elder and several hundred Disciples, all of them wounded, their true essence almost exhausted, their eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Hehehe! Break this turtle shell, and the Spirit Stones and women inside will all be ours!" The ancient Cultivator leader let out a harsh, strange laugh, and the bone battle-axe lit up with a ghostly light once more.

The Star Moon Sect Disciples inside the city showed despair, and the outer sect Elder roared in grief: "I swear to live and die with Moling City!" before preparing to burn his essence blood for a final stand.

Just at this moment—

Whoosh—!

A thick, grey-gold beam of energy, like divine punishment, descended from the sky and struck the ancient Cultivator leader who was about to swing his axe with pinpoint accuracy!

There was no scream, no struggle.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, that ancient Cultivator leader at the Minor Accomplishment of Spirit Sea Realm, along with the bone battle-axe in his hand, instantly vaporized and disappeared without a trace!

Silence!

A deathly silence blanketed the battlefield!

Both the attackers and the defenders were completely stunned by this sudden, terrifying strike!

Immediately after, a huge shadow covered the battlefield below.

A massive, streamlined warship, shimmering with a cold metallic luster and mysterious star patterns, slowly descended like a prehistoric beast, the huge main cannon at the bow still retaining the heart-stopping ripples of energy.

At the bow, a figure stood with hands behind his back, black clothes fluttering, his entire body radiating an aura as vast and terrifying as an abyss, his cold eyes sweeping over the scene below like a god looking down upon ants.

"It... it is the Sect Master!"

"The Sect Master has returned! It is the starship!"

"Sob sob sob... The Sect Master is back! We are saved!"

Inside Moling City, after a brief silence, a deafening cheer of joy from survivors erupted! All the Star Moon Sect Disciples were moved to tears and knelt on the ground.

As for the coalition forces outside the city, they were deathly pale, looking in terror at the grey giant ship hovering in the air and the figure at the bow who looked like a demon god.

Lin Yang had returned!

He had returned with the absolute power to crush everything!