More light pillars ruptured space, bombarding the Bridging Altar above.
The massive impact swept in all directions, and even though Lu Ye and the others had left early, they were still overturned by the shockwave, with some of the pursuing Blood Race meeting their death on the spot.
Barely stabilizing his form, Lu Ye hurriedly looked up towards the altar.
What he saw made him pause in shock.
"How can this be?" Huang Liang's complexion changed drastically as he hovered mid-air, watching the scene unfold.
The scene before his eyes was unbelievable: the Bridging Altar constructed by the Blood Race, having lost the protection of its protective array, had withstood a coordinated attack from the spirit ships without a scratch!
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Just moments ago, Huang Liang wholeheartedly believed that since Lu Ye had broken the protective array, the guarded Bridging Altar would surely be destroyed.
