CRACK-BOOOOOOM!
High in the freezing black vacuum of outer space above Planet Canglan, the starry sky suddenly tore open like a piece of rotten red silk.
Bolts of dark crimson lightning lashed out from a five-mile-wide spatial wormhole, shattering three passing ice meteors into glittering dust. A wave of thick, fishy blood-qi poured out of the rift, so heavy and cold that it froze into jagged red icicles even in the empty void.
Slowly, a monstrous shadow pushed its way out of the swirling red vortex.
It was a three-mile-long Upper-Realm Blood-Bone Galleon.
The hull of the massive warship was built from the bleached ribs of a ten-thousand-foot Star-Beast, bolted together with black Star-Iron plates and lacquered in dried demon blood. Six rows of giant bone oars rowed through the void on waves of dark crimson fire, while three tattered sails woven from screaming ghost-faces billowed at the masts. At the very front of the ship’s prow, a carved skull the size of a small mountain opened its jaws, glowing with the murderous light of a planet-killing cannon.
Standing on the high bone deck right behind the skull prow was a tall, gaunt man in a long robe of blood-red brocade.
