551 Poison Supremacy

"I guess I'm a bit late," I muttered as I looked up ahead. From far away, thousands upon thousands of ships carrying an innumerable number of cultivators were surrounding the Heavenly Academy. Just getting to the academy will be a pain in the ass. For a normal cultivator that is.

"Deploy," I muttered, and instantly from behind me a portal manifested, linked from the Lord of Lords pagoda to the space behind me.

A hundred puppet wielding a hundred of my specially anti-matter rifles.

"Take down as many ships as you can," I said. Then I made the Thunderbull march forward.

It rumbled as it moved forward, breaking the barrier of sound with every step, blasting loud booms of thunderous steps as it marched forward.

Lightning sparked as it moved, creating a disruptive and attention-grabbing echo for all the cultivators on the side of the Fire King's armada.

"YOU FINALLY COME!" shouted the Fire King from so far away.