This was a secluded barren corner of the secret passage.
The final war base of the Starlight Empire silently sat in the darkness, still and unreactive.
After a hundred million years, it was now covered in dust, completely blending in with the rubble and rocks all around it.
Several thousand people were hovering in the sky.
They were looking down below.
Hazeden, Guyan, and Sha Qiang were standing on top of the base, their sparse numbers were only just enough to total a bit over 100.
While there were at least 3000 cultivators in the sky.
From just numbers alone, this would be a battle of 100 against 3000.
The pixies were fully focused on speeding up the construction of their Divine Artifact, seemingly uninterested in joining the battle.
"Report------ Sir Cui, we didn't detect any ambushes in the surroundings"
