Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

The restricted area fleet was locked onto and hit in that instant. Humanity's glory fell from the sky, trailing a fiery white tail that seemed capable of burning through the world, tearing through the sky and accurately hitting the locked restricted area fleet.

That is the glory of mankind, the brilliance of the Republic!

Before the catastrophe, humanity's most powerful anti-ship missile was the YJ-21!

Its terrifying speed of Mach 10 at the end of its range is enough to make it stand with its hands in its pockets, unaware of what an opponent it is!
Before the Age of Calamity, no ship could defend against its roar.

After the cataclysmic event, human technology experienced a technological stagnation, and forbidden zones and calamity fog appeared.

Most firearms are not very effective against psionicists, but it is still the most powerful anti-ship missile. If it locks onto you, you better pray that your warship can outrun the Overlord!
Clearly, the warships of the Dead Sleep Palace were not at that level. Their navy was not well-developed, and they relied more on the psionicists in the fleet to launch attacks or on the fleet's own artillery fire.

After all, they are surrounded by restricted maritime areas, where they cannot gain an advantage in naval warfare. The fleet's main role is to fire a few shots and transport psionicists to their battle positions.

As a result, their divination radar couldn't even see the attacker's fleet, leaving them only able to passively take hits.

The technology of the old era roars at this moment!

Some fleets in restricted areas, whose psionic barriers were already nearing saturation, were instantly turned into fireworks.

"Psionic Barrier Overload!"

"Port side! The port side has been penetrated! The main power pipeline is leaking!"

"Abandon the ship! Abandon it now!"

Boom, boom, boom.
A powerful figure in the restricted area, who had just barely survived a YJ-21 bombardment by using his flagship to urgently envelop it with a psionic field, was violently thrown hundreds of meters by the shockwave of the explosion before finally managing to regain his footing in mid-air.

He looked around in shock and anger, his eyes filled with the raging fires and broken, sinking wreckage of his own fleet.

Although his flagship survived, a shocking hole was torn in its side, and flames were raging out from inside. Low-level psionicists and ordinary crew members were almost instantly killed by such an attack, resulting in heavy casualties.

His powerful spiritual senses swept wildly across the surrounding sea and sky, but he could only catch the general direction of the incoming missiles. From the sky, ten times the speed of sound? Much faster than the Overlord's maximum speed.

"Damn it, where is the enemy?" He was terrified. They were about to annihilate the human fleet, so where did this third-party firepower come from?

Moreover, why did neither his overlord-level perception nor the fleet's divination radar detect the enemy?

Then he saw the island chain defenses of his restricted area, the firing positions placed on islands or sea fortresses, being hit one by one. Some strongholds, because they had just been activated, hadn't even had their psionic defense barriers activated before being directly hit and destroyed.

Only then did a military intelligence report arrive: "Sir, sea fog has appeared; it's a ghost ship!"

"Ghost ship? Where is it?" the Forbidden Zone Overlord roared.

Even ghost ships want to help humans? Do they really think the Underground Palace of the Dead is just a lump of mud?

Anyone want to give them a squeeze? Human champions are one thing, but without a Supreme Being, no one can beat them.

But you, a ghost ship, dare to join in the fun?
"We can only see the approaching sea fog from afar. It's far away but rapidly approaching. We've detected anti-aircraft missiles firing from within the fog!" The reporter quickly responded, "Their attack range is extremely large."

However, before the reporter could give any further report, the overlord saw the thick sea fog rising from the horizon and the sound of steam whistles filling the entire battlefield.

What followed was a burst of firelight shooting out from the sea fog!

Before the fleet could even recover from its locked target, it was once again subjected to concentrated fire from the ship's cannons. In their furious counterattack, countless cannons pounded into the sea fog, but it was unclear whether they had hit their targets, as the cannon fire from within the fog did not cease, and occasionally, angry flames fell from the sky.

In that instant, the restricted area fleet felt a chill run down their spines. Warship engines roared, wanting to charge into the sea fog and engage the damned ghost ships in their best close-quarters combat, or simply board the ghost ships and see how powerful their firepower was, how could they fire after their turrets were blown up? In the end, however, those warships were blown up halfway.

Forced to abandon ship, the forbidden zone psykers either retreated in panic or submerged underwater to try and approach the sea fog again. Then, they were driven away in disarray by close-in weapon systems and anti-ship missiles.

The restricted area fleet could neither pinpoint the exact location of the ghost ship within the sea fog nor dispel the eerie fog itself. They could only passively endure the attacks and retaliate.

In the sea fog, the ghost ship's silhouette appeared and disappeared, only its horn echoing through the air. It was as if it were roaring announcing its return!

Looking at the distant flames and sea fog, and listening to the loud whistles and cannon fire.

Chu He laughed heartily: "Homecoming Fleet, charge forward! Charge into the sea fog! The ghost ship is one of our own! It's the border fleet!"

The Frontier Fleet, humanity's last fleet.

After the catastrophe, the human population plummeted by 70% or even more.

Technological gaps and loss of knowledge.

Then came the era of warlordism, where some humans who had awakened psychic powers and mastered some technology and mystical heritage became warlords.

On one hand, they collude with the restricted area, or even the restricted area itself secretly promotes it.

They expand outwards, absorbing human survivors and exploiting even more humans.

The giant city was built during that chaotic period, and fortunately, some of the warships from the once-powerful human fleet were preserved.

Ultimately, it was formed into the Border Fleet.

It belongs to Border City No. 1.

That was the strongest fleet of mankind before the Age of Calamity; a single ship could destroy an entire nation!
Despite losing the support of the satellite system and becoming an irreplaceable masterpiece due to technological discontinuity, they remain steel monuments to humanity's indomitable wisdom and industrial dignity in this age of rampant psionic energy.

However, this fleet, carrying the last hope, completely lost contact decades ago after a mission deep into dangerous waters, and was never heard from again. Humanity once thought they had perished in the abyss, becoming yet another forgotten tragedy.

But Chu He, as a voter of the Ark and a good friend of Li Yelai and Jing Lin, naturally knew about it.

When Li Yelai and Jing Lin challenged for a spot in the fourth ring of the Ark, they were thrown into the Dead Sea shipwreck in the secret realm by the Ark captain, where they unexpectedly encountered the living corpse captain, Zhao Gang.

After his companions died one after another, this lonely captain unexpectedly became a living corpse with his own thoughts, and he has been guarding his warship and the corpses of his companions ever since.

Until Li Yelai and Jing Lin arrived.

Li Yelai used the Styx Horn to awaken the warriors of the fleet, who roared and charged towards the monsters in the Dead Sea wreckage.

What's even more exciting is the awakening of the soul of the Yan Yun!

Having lay dormant for many years, it had clearly exhausted all its fuel and its control system was completely destroyed, lying silently amidst the ruins like a metal tomb.

But it was when its companions were in danger that it unleashed a deafening roar, announcing its return! Together with its companions, it severely damaged the Nine-Headed Serpent's remains and, carrying its departing comrades, escaped the wrecked ship of the Dead Sea.

In the end, Li Yelai and Jing Lin returned to the Ark, while the Yan Yun and Captain Zhao Gang continued their return journey, looking forward to their next encounter.

How romantic, how glorious!

And now, the sequel to this epic is resounding in the most breathtaking way in this desolate sea!
The Yan Yun has returned!

With the border fleet, and with the boundless glory of humanity!
"What else is there to say?" Chu He's eyes were practically spitting fire, not the flames of despair, but the fighting spirit ignited by hope and the camaraderie of his comrades: "Homecoming Fleet, charge!"

With a roar, he took the lead, his overwhelming spiritual energy and divinity transforming into a raging torrent of blue flames. He leaped off the flagship's deck like a meteor and charged headlong into the nearest restricted area cruiser!

Behind him, the five returning warships simultaneously pushed their engines to their maximum thrust, the Harmony Array shone brightly, and all their weapons unleashed their full firepower at the enemy ships that were frantically adjusting their formation!
Caught between attacks from both sides, the Forbidden Zone fleet was thrown into even greater chaos. A fiercely temperamental Forbidden Zone overlord roared in fury, abandoning command of his own fleet and leaping into the air to pounce on Chu He, whose charge was the most intense, attempting to crush humanity's counterattack with overwhelming force.

However, just as he reached mid-air, his movements suddenly froze.

A subtle, chilling sensation, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, silently swept across his senses. The next moment, excruciating pain exploded simultaneously in his chest and throat!

He looked down and saw the tip of a dark, spiraling rapier, blood dripping from his chest down the spine of the blade.

At the same time, my vision began to spin.

In the last instant before his consciousness went completely dark, he vaguely glimpsed a tall figure that was moving with ghostly speed away from his falling body, disappearing silently into the shadow of the bridge of the restricted zone destroyer below, which was turning.

Immediately afterwards, the destroyer's external communications ceased abruptly. Several brief flashes of psionic energy collided within the bridge portholes before plunging into complete silence, like a soulless steel shell drifting aimlessly with the waves.

That was naturally the Little Mad Queen. As the strongest assassin, even with her memories gone, she instinctively made the right choice: to leave the Forbidden Zone fleet leaderless!
The sudden attack completely shattered the defensive line formed by the restricted area fleet.

The mimicry-like celestial soldiers directly boarded the restricted area fleet and engaged in fierce combat with the restricted area land forces above, resulting in the direct destruction of warships one after another.

Within the sea fog, the border fleet's artillery fire was even more intense, unleashing terrifying firepower beyond the range of the restricted area's weapons, which the restricted area fleet could not even pinpoint accurately.

Even if reinforcements from the restricted area arrive, they'll have to endure a barrage of artillery fire first. Then, in a fit of impotent rage, they'll launch a bombardment into the sea fog, the outcome of which is uncertain.

On the other side, Supreme Lord Chique was terrified. He never imagined that the ghost ship would appear at this time and even assist humanity!
Damn it, are we just going to let these pure-blooded humans who desecrated the Holy Palace get away like this? They've caused the Holy Palace so much trouble, and they think they can leave alive?

No!

Absolutely not!

But this human champion in front of me is really too difficult to deal with.

"Heavenly Bone! Haven't you arrived yet?" Supreme Blazing Blade couldn't help but roar in the void. Heavenly Bone was the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone closest to this place.

Although it was somewhat shameful to send two Supreme Beings to deal with a single Overlord, there was no better option than to prevent the pure-blooded humans from escaping.

"Hmph, it'll be over soon. Do you need my support when facing a hegemon? Chi Que, you're getting old!" came the response from the illusory realm.

"Stop talking nonsense, take down the human champion first, something's wrong with him! He's unkillable! Take him down first, then destroy the human fleet and the ghost ship!" Supreme Blazing Blade responded quickly.

"What are you shouting at me for?" Li Yelai's voice echoed back.

At the same time, after another collision, Li Yelai switched to Bai Qi's mask, and his black hair turned bluish-white.

Bai Qi's Mask - Blood Prison Demon Suppression

Mythical Mimicry: Sky-Treading Qilin

Dark stars emerged, accompanied by dense spatial rifts twisting and swallowing the surrounding seawater and flames.

Falling Star - Nightfall!

Facing the Supreme Being, Li Yelai did not have time to expand Nightfall to its limit. Instead, after it reached a diameter of more than ten meters, he directly smashed it towards the Blazing Supreme Being.

The Supreme Blazing Blaze roared in fury, and the skeletal flames behind him unfolded, revealing scorching and solid fireballs.

But the fireball, powerful enough to evaporate rivers, was torn apart before it even touched the dark stars, turning into a vortex of flames that was then swallowed up by the night meteor.

This forced Supreme Blazing Blade to retreat again; even he did not want to be hit by such an attack.

Thus, amidst the destruction of Hong Lan, the two sides once again distanced themselves.

It must be said that the Blazing Supreme is truly powerful. Not only can each of its attacks boil and evaporate the sea surface, but it also caused severe burns to Old Ma No. 8's body.

Fortunately, Old Ma No. 8 was resilient enough that its charred scales and giant spikes fell off on their own, and new scales and giant spikes grew back instantly.

Li Yelai also suffered many horrific wounds; his helmet and shoulder armor were burned and melted away. Flesh and metal mingled together.

What the Supreme Lord Chique couldn't understand was that even though he had hit Li Yelai's body, Li Yelai's wounds would always disappear after a few seconds.

"Wow, that's really strong. A Supreme Being with local support is really hard to deal with."

Numerically, Li Yelai is indeed higher, and the effect of the imperial decree on Junfu's face mask is still present.

However, the divine nature of the Blazing Supreme was too scorching, and each collision burned Li Yelai's body. Even with the damage reduction brought by the imperial decree, Li Yelai could still feel that his internal organs were somewhat cooked.

Fortunately, after creating some distance, Li Yelai was able to use the Eternal Chosen Face Mask to heal his injuries.

However, due to too many concerns, Li Yelai never revealed all his trump cards and was unable to defeat the Blazing Supreme.

At the same time, he also noticed the turmoil in the fleet.

Listening to the familiar whistles and roaring cannon fire.

Li Yelai smiled silently.

He didn't know why he heard the whistle of the Yan Yun here, nor did he know how Captain Zhao Gang became the ship of the Misty Sea.

But this encounter was so timely.
"What a romantic encounter, Captain Zhao Gang, Yan Yun!" (End of Chapter)