"Ascension?" Honglian exclaimed, "You all are going to ascend?"
"Not us, our master. And we will act as its fuel for ascension, journeying together to a brand new dimension." Will turned his head to gaze at the glow above the atrium, it rapidly expanded, almost enveloping the entire wellhead.
Through the glow, they saw a scene from another world.
Hundreds of towering metal machines formed a majestic skyline, each comparable to a skyscraper, and they moved as if breathing. Countless machines shuttled among them, resembling diligent repair workers — and they bore a closer resemblance to spiders and water striders than common drones or autonomous vehicles.
At the end of this giant factory, the endlessly revolving "yellow sand" formed a thick, towering wall with an invisible top.
It was this yellow sandstorm that made Chen Xuan realize what lay beyond.
The back of the Celestial Patrol.
An area humans had never truly glimpsed.
