Chapter 690: Chapter 293: Taichu-Class Divine Armament, New Beginnings!

Countless lights dotted like stars, outlining the contours of the buildings and illuminating the web-like dense streets.

The port, docks, and massive shipyard facilities were clearly visible, even some smaller vessels scurried about like ants within.

Mirage.

True to its name!

On the sea in front of the Ark of Hope, with the complete unfolding of the "petals," a channel formed by seawater led straight into the bustling city port inside the sphere.

"Oh my... oh my God..." Chu Kuanglan finally found his voice, dry and hoarse, filled with incredulous awe, he swallowed hard, "Such a huge sphere... with a city inside?!"

He felt his vocabulary had been utterly exhausted before this miraculous scene.

Not just him, almost all the first-time witnesses on the deck fell into a collective state of speechlessness.

First, they were shocked by the metal giant sphere larger than a city.

Then their brains shut down, overwhelmed by the stunning scene of this "giant lotus flowering, containing heaven and earth within."

Many even subconsciously rubbed their eyes, doubting if they were hallucinating.

Su Wanqing watched the shocked expressions of the crowd with a smile on her face, "How is it? No matter how many times you see this, it never gets old."

Then she introduced, "This Divine Armament is of the ’Taichu’ level. Its origin is very mysterious."

"Taichu level?!"

Someone next to her gasped.

The levels of Divine Armaments are divided into Spiritual Artifact, Mystic Weapon, Divine Creation, Primordial Ruins, and Taichu.

Fang Qingyu’s Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash is Mystic Weapon level, Shun’s Dragon Craft is Divine Creation level.

Didn’t expect a Divine Armament two levels above Shun’s Dragon Craft...

To be so terrifying.

The Ark of Hope sounded a long whistle, adjusted its course, and slowly sailed into the wide waterway guarded by "petals," leading to the interior of the giant sphere.

The waterway was deep, and after sailing for some time, they truly entered into the inner space of the Mirage.

The light abruptly brightened and remained constant, and the temperature seemed to rise a little.

Above was a metallic dome emitting a gentle glow, and around were giant metal frameworks supporting heaven and earth.

In the distance, the floating, brightly lit city in the center became clearer, and the port facilities were vividly visible.

When the cruise ship finally docked steadily at an enormous designated berth.

The passengers on deck awoke as if from a dream, bursting into a tremendous clamor, rushing eagerly towards the disembarkation gangway.

Fang Qingyu’s group of ten also moved with the crowd.

This time they did not join up with Lin Yu leading the Dawn members.

Because, in Lin Yu and the others’ understanding, Fang Qingyu and the rest were on a mission.

So they didn’t come over to suggest staying together in the City of Injustice.

But they did tell Fang Qingyu that if he had any issues, he should just say so in the Dawn group, and they would come to help immediately.

Actually, Lin Yu had mentioned this even back in the courtyard.

Even if they were going to the City of Injustice, as long as Fang Qingyu needed anything, all he had to do was say the word in the group, and they would come right away. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

And hearing this, Fang Qingyu naturally wasn’t inclined to dissolve the group.

The process of disembarking was not complicated; the port facilities were vast and efficient.

Very quickly, Fang Qingyu and his party walked out of the spacious and bright passenger passageway, arriving at a tall-domed connecting hall.

The hall was bustling with noise, filled with a diverse crowd sweeping past.

"This way!"

Su Wanqing scanned the hall and quickly found their target among a dense array of greeting signs on one side of the connecting hall.

On a somewhat new and old wooden sign, two large characters were clumsily painted in red lacquer: [Su Family].

Holding the sign were two men.

One appeared to be in his forties, lean, dressed in a washed-out blue work jacket, with a shrewd and worldly look in his eyes, and a cigarette stub dangling from his lips.

The other was younger, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, robust, wearing a faded T-shirt with a blurry Cyan Dragon pattern, layered with a leather vest, appearing somewhat lazy as he leaned against a pillar, yawning.

Su Wanqing led the group straight over.

Upon seeing Su Wanqing’s group, especially sensing their extraordinary aura, the lean man’s eyes lit up, he immediately stubbed out the cigarette, and put on a warm smile, stepping up to greet them, "Ah! Here you are, here you are! You folks must be from the Su family, right? It’s been a long journey, a long journey! I’m Liu San of the Cyan Dragon Gang, our brothers on the road respectfully call me ’Three-eyed Liu,’ and this here is Ah Biao." He pointed to the sturdy young man beside him.

Ah Biao also quickly stood up straight, forcing a smile on his face.

His gaze lingered a bit longer on Fang Qingyu and Chu Kuanglan, clearly feeling the pressure.

"Brother Liu, Brother Biao, you’ve been waiting a long time."

Su Wanqing stepped forward, maintaining a poised smile, with a touch of polite courtesy as a stranger, "I am Su Qing, these are all our Su family members. In the Gray Rock District, we’ll be relying on your gang’s support."

"No problem at all!" Liu San patted his chest, beaming, "Miss Su is too courteous! Our Cyan Dragon Gang values loyalty! Master Lei was very pleased to hear of the Su family’s arrival! He specially sent us to pick you up! From now on, we’re family! Come, come, come, the car’s right outside!"

He enthusiastically led the group outside.

The so-called car was an old minibus parked by the curb outside the hall.

The car’s paint was mottled, with several rust spots exposed, the window glass was also dim, and the tires were severely worn out.

In the outside world, this car should have long been sent to the scrap yard.