Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The scraps of the tides were attached to the shell of the starship like ugly barnacles. Their tentacles released a lot of corrosive acids that broke through the spiritual shield and the composite plate of the starship easily and crawled in like a hydra.

Countless sharp rays of light immediately appeared on the shell of the starship and tore the intruders into pieces.

However, while the flesh and blood of the intruders were torn apart, their souls turned into translucent flames and echoed in the pathways and corridors inside the starship.

They looked like translucent octopuses.

But he had the face of the tall, handsome Primeval Lord of Heaven.

"Stop running. Where are you running to exactly?"

"No matter where you run to, you will never be able to get rid of the bad habits of human beings—the Primeval Civilization. You will only turn one planet after another into hell and bring disaster to the universe. Your descendants will be sacrificed by the fire of hell, too.

"Kill each other, be selfish, conquer, and destroy. This is your natural curse and destiny.

"Human beings—the Primeval Civilization has come to an end. The flood is your ultimate destination.

"Join us and become the only wisdom in the universe. A life of peace, tranquility, and perfection…"

Ripples were spreading out from the depths of the ghosts.

Many crew members of the Primeval Clan had indeed been enchanted by the ghosts and allowed the translucent octopuses to envelop them. After a moment of violent twitching, they opened their eyes again, only to be replaced by mysterious tranquility.

More and more primordial demons were roaring in horror and firing at the ghosts.

But even though they tore the ghosts into pieces with their energy weapons, they could only turn the octopuses into fireworks that were still rushing at them.

Theresa was the only one who knew the horror of the flood tide and remembered her mission. She was well aware that it was just a test. With the calmness of a spectator, she gritted her teeth and continued shooting at the debris of the flood tide without being affected by the flood tide.

As the turrets fell, the firepower under her control gradually diminished.

But as more and more crew members were drowned in the whispers of the tide, the mainframe crystal processor of the starship automatically allocated more permissions for her to control the floating turrets. The number of floating turrets under Theresa's control increased from fifty to a hundred, then two hundred, three hundred, and five hundred.

It was an enormous cluster of cannons that Theresa had never controlled in the Pangu Universe.

Thankfully, after years of persistent tutelage from the boxing champion and Li Yao, as well as the series of fortuitous incidents in the Heavenly Palace, her brain had been greatly developed. Her computational ability was far better than before.

After he arrived in the Jadeite Continent, he had been injected with a mysterious power by Eric the Shapeshifter, which resonated weirdly with the crimson palace in front of him, giving him the feeling that he had melded with the floating cannons.

The more enemies there were, the more adept Theresa's movements were. The explosions of the giant cannons were as natural as breathing, and the sweeping laser was dancing like her telepathic thoughts.

In the end, the cluster of floating cannons controlled by Theresa became one of the few highlights in the battle of escape.

Finally—

When billions of flood debris crowded toward the starship, and countless ghosts were wandering in the pathways and corridors of the starship, the starship was ready for the space jump.

In a moment, the world in front of Theresa's eyes was torn apart into clusters of colorful swirls. The rays of light that constituted the swirls passed over her head and extended into a twisted tunnel.

Passing through the tunnel beyond the speed of light, Theresa was plunged into darkness.

A line of text that contained tremendous information appeared in front of her eyes. In a trance, its meaning appeared directly in Theresa's mind.

"You have passed the preliminary identification test and gained the permissions to control the firepower of 'Jadeite'. You are allowed to enter the first-level area of the cockpit."

Inside the paragraph was a lot of information that could not be described with words, including how to open the first-level area of the cockpit, the distribution of some turrets and internal defense systems, and the operation procedures.

Also, the most important mission.

Everyone who entered the crimson palace had to reactivate Jade, the super warship that had been sealed for thousands of years!

"My guess was correct.

Theresa thought to herself, The entire Blood Demon Sector is Jade, the super warship of the Primeval Clan that fled to this place in a hurry to avoid the flood thousands of years ago.

"However, after they fled to this place, for some reason, maybe because the damage was too heavy, or maybe because the fuel had run out, the refugees had to seal it.

"Maybe, in the beginning, the seal was just a temporary measure. The refugees of the Primeval Lord of Heaven hoped to get new resources and fuel on the Jadeite Continent so that they could restart the super warships and build a new civilization.

"But as it turned out, they encountered a weird accident that cast them into the abyss of technological loss and the fault of their civilization. After a long time, the descendants of the refugees forgot the glory and destiny of their ancestors and the true face of Jade. Some of the descendants of the refugees who left Jade even called the place the 'World of Bloody Demon'. They considered their compatriots who were still living inside the starship to be mortal enemies!

"In a way, Hong Chao was right.

"It is indeed the destiny of human beings to kill each other and to conquer and destroy each other endlessly. The human beings and the devils on the Emerald Continent are the same, and so are the people in the Pangu Universe.

"However, giving up oneself in order to end such a destiny is no different from suicide on the mental level.

"We will definitely walk a third path other than the Primeval Lord of Heaven and the Flood Tide. Definitely!"

With such a realization, Theresa gradually woke up.

She discovered that, with the awakening of Level 1 Authorization, the magical power inside her body had become more active and condensed. It could vaguely echo with the magical elements floating nearby.

The caves nearby had undergone unexpected changes, too.

The previously lackluster rock wall gradually blossomed with a metallic luster as if it had been reborn from a fire. The mustard-level liquid alloy slowly flowed and condensed into machines and equipment that were brimming with the colors of the future. The metal flowers gradually bloomed, and the stamen—the nerve-connecting fiber optics—swayed and danced gracefully.

The first elder of the Turing Clan was not wrong. The crimson palace was the bridge of Jade!

At this moment, many demons were disconnected from the stamen and ejected from the test room.

Most of them did not pass the test. They did not even know what the fierce battle between the Flood Tide and the Primeval Lord of Heaven was all about. Confusion was flowing in their eyes as they looked around in bewilderment.

Except for Theresa, Black Jack's eyes were as clear as ever, if not sharper.

But before Theresa and Black Jack's eyes met, deafening noises were already echoing outside the cockpit.

After an intense explosion, several demons who were on guard were blown away by the blast and flew in with broken bones.

The sound of armor and blades colliding echoed. An intimidating aura that was as scorching as a burning tornado flooded in.

It was the Hell Destroyer.

Master Cooper had teleported the coalition army of the six tribes to this place so quickly!