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The boats advanced heavily, the wind wailed bleakly, and a hundred thousand troops set out together to crush the demons. As massive flying boats rushed toward the Heavenly Drum Plains, countless cultivators stood fully prepared in strict formation.
Luo Chen had handed his Crimson Flame Dragon Boat to Xu Haizhen to transport the enormous demonic beast corpses back. As a result, he currently had no means of transportation. Fortunately, he did not need such things; the Falling Cloud Sect had long since extended him an invitation to board the Skysail Warship. At this moment, Luo Chen was standing beneath the long banners and towering sails and gazing in astonishment at the warship's layout.
"Those are cannons, right?"
Those looked strikingly similar to the cannons of his previous life on Earth—naturally, they stood out in this world, where firearms were not exactly a thing. Under the coordinated efforts of cultivators, they were being moved into position along the exterior of the warship. The Falling Cloud Sect cultivators stuffed spirit stones into them while adjusting the formations. The muzzles were massive, and the pitch-black barrels were utterly terrifying.
"Fellow Daoist, you have sharp eyes! They're indeed spirit energy cannons!"
Luo Chen turned toward the speaker. On her refined and elegant...
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