Three hundred miles above the glowing blue-and-gold horizon of Planet Canglan, the airless vacuum of outer space boiled with violent purple dimensional lightning!
At the crown of the 50-Mile Ancient Orbital Star-Gate, the Heavenly Script Pavilion’s Class-9 Self-Collapse Bomb flashed 00:03:00. Terrifying spatial shear wrenched the two halves of the fifty-mile stone archway inward like a colossal bear-trap snapping shut!
Each side of that ancient orbital archway weighed hundreds of millions of tons.
Worse still, the overheating purple self-destruct runes along the inner rim of the ring were discharging thirty-six deadly bolts of Rank 7 Spatial Annihilation Lightning. Turning the center of the gate into a meat-grinder of tearing space!
At the center of the orbital platform, Gu Changsheng kept both hands steady on the golden fusion lever as his five children flew up to brace the fifty-mile archway. Nian’er on the left pillar, Little Fifth on the right, Tuntun swallowing the lightning, Nuannuan cooling the stone, and Xiao’er locking the geometry, Gu Changsheng thought, his heart swelling with fierce paternal pride.
If the fifty-mile stone ring buckled and snapped shut before Gu Changsheng’s [Dad’s Care-Package Upgrade Box] finished smelting the new keystone on the flagship deck two hundred yards away. The cosmic highway to Empress Luo Qingxue in Sector Six would collapse into a dead spatial reef for ten thousand years!
