"Boom!"
"Whoosh..."
The deafening sound suddenly erupted, followed closely by the sharp sound of something breaking through the air. Young Master Fuyang was like a startled bird, almost reflexively, upon seeing the first sight of the Other Shore Battle Horn, he dashed towards the nearby escape pod.
He was utterly terrified; just a few days ago, Wu Qichen's fortress had become a cautionary tale. Faced with such a real Starry Sky weapon as the Other Shore Battle Horn, no one dared to entertain any hopes of survival.
"Boom..."
"Bang!"
"Run..."
"This thing's destructive power is too terrifying, staying inside the fortress means certain death!"
"Even Young Marshal Jie has left, what are we doing here?"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Very quickly, the escape pod started, launched directly out, speeding rapidly in a direction slightly to the left ahead, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared into the end of the starry sky.
