"Could it be that they are immortals from Feipu Mountain?"
Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang's first thought was this. Over the past half year, Feipu Mountain has beco a globally renowned Immortal Mountain Holy Land.
Only the immortals from Feipu Mountain's Pill Talisman Sect can stand in midair and soar through the sky like that.
However, a mont later, Zhao Haiyang suddenly rembered sothing and shook his head abruptly, his gaze fixed fiercely on the three figures dressed in blood-colored garnts with a ferocious beast tattooed on their chests, his complexion instantly changing.
The immortals from Feipu Manor wear white robes with a silver pill furnace and talisman on the left chest, not the attire of these three individuals.
"Old Zhao, who are they...?!"
Commissar Wang Hao, who was beside him, also realized sothing, and his complexion imdiately changed.
"These three people seem not to be from our Earth..."
Vice Admiral Sun Zhihui, the deputy navy commander in charge of observing this large-scale military exercise, quickly walked over with a solemn face, his gaze fixed intently on the screen.
"Are they... people from the Outer Realm?!"
Both Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang and Commissar Wang Hao's faces changed simultaneously, having considered this possibility but dared not speculate further.
East Sea waters.
Above the rolling waves of the sea, three blood-clothed figures stood in midair, with the East Sea Fleet positioned before them.
However, at this mont, the entire East Sea Fleet had halted their pre-arranged exercise plans and were now vigilantly watching the three figures standing above the sea.
The three blood-clothed figures stood in midair, their indifferent gazes surveying the curious ships and flying boats.
"Senior Brother Ling Yun, the people on these ships and flying boats are all mortals, not a single cultivator among them."
The slender man Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, a wave of Divine Sense erged, instantly enveloping the entire East Sea Fleet, then his mouth curled into a slight arc and he spoke softly.
"But these re mortals, without any spiritual power, controlling these ships and flying boats is truly intriguing."
Turning his voice, Zhao Feng said.
"Senior Brother Ling Yun, Junior Brother Zhao Feng, it seems that these ships and flying boats are not driven by spirit stones."
The sharp and monkey-like man Hou Tong squinted his eyes slightly and said.
"They use a kind of burning gas to provide power. Tsk tsk, interesting, these ships and flying boats are made of ordinary steel, yet these mortals figured out this thod of propulsion, quite clever indeed."
Ling Yun looked at the aircraft flying in the sky and the ships on the sea, his eyes flickered slightly with light, and he said.
In the eyes of cultivators, mortals are ants, but seeing these mortals using new thods to propel their ships and flying boats across the sea and sky, a trace of surprise flashed in the trio's eyes, though it soon disappeared.
Ants, after all, remain ants, and these ships and flying boats are nothing more than low-grade toys in their eyes.
"Since these mortals have appeared, let's use their mories to learn about this world."
There was a touch of coldness in Ling Yun's eyes as he spoke softly.
This was also their quickest way to understand this Native World. Instantly, Ling Yun's gaze shifted, locking onto a nearby warplane.
Swish!
With a thought from Ling Yun's heart and spirit, a wave of blood-colored spiritual power emanated from his body, transforming into a giant blood-colored hand reaching towards one of the Flying Leopard Fighters.
The Flying Leopard Fighter pilot saw this, his complexion changed, but being a military soldier, his ntal fortitude was strong, and he quickly pulled the control stick.
Buzzing roar!
The Flying Leopard Fighter's two engines revved to full power, shooting straight into the sky, trying to evade the blood-colored giant hand.
"Heh, mortal ants trying to escape in front of Senior Brother Ling Yun."
Zhao Feng couldn't help but scoff seeing the Flying Leopard Fighter's actions.
Swish!
As the Flying Leopard Fighter accelerated into the sky, the blood-colored giant hand's speed increased dramatically, instantly capturing the fighter's fra.
Inside the Flying Leopard Fighter, the pilot's face turned ashen. Though he'd encountered various dangers in past missions, this situation was unprecedented.
Buzzing roar!!
The pilot imdiately adjusted the fighter's power to maximum to try and break free from the blood-colored giant hand's grip.
But all efforts were in vain; under the blood-colored spiritual power giant hand's hold, the fighter couldn't budge an inch.
Seeing this scene, personnel on the warships below, pilots in other Flying Leopard Fighters, and all military officials in the command room along the East Coast had their faces change dramatically.
"It's a cultivator; these three are powerful cultivators from the Outer Realm!"
Always composed, East Sea Fleet Commander Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang stared at the video feed, his face darkened while grinding his teeth.
"They ca; they actually ca through the Space Channel..."
Beside him, Commissar Wang Hao's complexion beca even more unsightly.
"Co here."
Above the sea, Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent as he looked at the Flying Leopard Fighter, nodded slightly.
Swish!
Under the blood-colored giant hand's wrap, the Flying Leopard Fighter rapidly moved towards Ling Yun and the others from kiloters away.
As the fighter drew nearer, Ling Yun's indifferent gaze settled on it, and he reached out a hand. With a gentle grasp, the blood-colored giant hand wrapping the fighter tightened.
Boom~!!!
The steel-crafted Flying Leopard Fighter instantly shattered into pieces, its fragnts falling into the sea.
Within the explosion, a figure wrapped in blood-colored spiritual power was pulled before Ling Yun.
That figure was the Flying Leopard Fighter's pilot.
Even with the pilot's strong ntal fortitude, upon nearing the three blood-clothed Outer Realm cultivators, his eyes couldn't help but show fear.
"Tsk tsk, mortal ant, let borrow your mory to understand this world."
Ling Yun's indifferent gaze fell on the fearful-faced pilot, a curve forming at his mouth.
The next mont, Ling Yun's long, pale index finger extended, touching the pilot's forehead.
Boom!
A powerful blood-colored Divine Sense instantly invaded the pilot's mind, his eyes becoming dazed imdiately.
Ling Yun's indifferent gaze fell on the pilot's dazed face, extracting his mories.
"What are they doing?!"
In the coastal command room, Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang saw the blood-clothed man in the center pointing at the soldier's forehead.
The soldier's eyes turned dazed, and Vice Admiral Zhao Haiyang's complexion beca extrely unsightly.
Above the sea, as Ling Yun extracted the soldier's mories, the light in his eyes subtly shifted.
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