Chapter 1327: Qin Wushuang's Handpicked

Rumble, rumble, rumble! The heavens tore open, and a Void Cloud Ark punched through the sky. It stretched nearly ten thousand feet long, its hull etched all over with ancient patterns. Above the prow hung two characters: "Mengtian." At the sight of the ark, everyone present subconsciously held their breath. Even Wulong, whose face had been all smiles, grew solemn. Qin Wushuang's expression turned grave as well. Though the Mengtian War Academy's ark measured only around ten thousand feet, it radiated...