Chapter 296: Whirlpool, Pure Breed, Habitat

Layers upon layers of green bubbles, some as large as houses, others as small as grains of rice.

Many points of light scattered like fireflies, ignoring the excessively small ones and chasing those clear and substantial in size.

Size often indicated distance, which actually had a great discrepancy with each bubble's real volume; on the surface, many of the green bubbles seemed within reach, but in reality?

It's a mirage!

This had already been verified many times here.

The fleet from Sunrise Gate was already experienced, and this was yet another collective action by the sect, where order and efficiency under a game-like competitive spirit were extraordinarily astounding.

Quickly, half of the ghost ships were already full, and the twelve ghost warships in different territorial directions gradually relaxed.

Another Outer Realm Fiend?

Don't joke, how could Sunrise Gate strike it lucky twice in such a short period?