Buzz!

Buzz—

At this moment, a mighty voice suddenly spread across the entire coastline.

A massive rift slowly tore open in the sky above, with a fierce spatial storm surging out from within, as if some ferocious beast was about to descend.

The nearby seawater roared with thunderous sounds, and a transparent canopy gradually extended from the spatial rift.

In the face of such a shocking scene, people from the Online Store all rose into the air, heading into the distance as five Clear Dust Misty Ships were about to arrive!

If you were directly beneath them, crushed by the vast trash or swept into the spatial passage, Misty would not be responsible, and there would be no reasoning with them.

In the distance, Little Crane paused, her black dress slightly fluttered by the immense spatial currents. She turned and looked up, her gaze heavy.

It was her first time witnessing the arrival of Misty's forces at such close proximity; the spatial passage appeared without warning, and she hadn't even sensed it.

If someone wanted to make a move, it wouldn't be surprising if they could instantly destroy the entire Trash Island, turning it into a sea of fire and ruins.

The people at the garbage recycling plant were all sweating slightly, bowing their heads towards the distance.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree; as a colossal force ranked in Xuanwei Heaven, they could only show respect.

Even when facing a few trash ships, they were an existence they couldn't contend with.

In mid-air, five massive, silver-glowing objects slowly emerged from the canopy.

They were completely sealed, unlike ordinary treasure ships, and were a thousand feet long!

The entire Clear Dust Misty Ship absorbed the vast primordial energy of the world, rather than spiritual qi, creating an overwhelming pressure that no one could discern its true power.

The ground of the garbage site was completely shadowed, and many cultivators' breaths became heavy.

If one wasn't present, it would be impossible to imagine the visual impact of a thousand-foot-long behemoth.

They stood around like ants gazing up, unable to muster any thought of resistance.

"What terrifying refining skills..."

Little Crane murmured to herself on the ground, her eyes full of shock, "The ship's body is made of heavenly materials and treasures that absorb the world's primordial energy. If I'm not mistaken, a single strike from this ship could rival a Divine Transformation cultivator."

She had seen quite a bit, well-read, with information on various racial traits, spiritual herb atlases, and material atlases at her fingertips.

"Material, ten-thousand-year fixed primordial meteorite iron."

Little Crane observed the massive objects emerging from the canopy with keen eyes, "Fixes the world's primordial energy, even disperses spiritual qi, comparable to the spiritual pressure of those prodigies."

Such ten-thousand-year treasures couldn't be bought with mid-grade spirit stones; top-grade spirit stones were necessary.

Her small mouth slightly agape, the more she knew, the more she understood how terrifying the Misty force was.

If these few Clear Dust Misty Ships were forged into war artifacts, their destructive power would be unimaginable.

Their Trash Island wouldn't withstand a single strike and would surely be sunk!

Rumble!

The massive silhouettes of the five trash ships were now fully visible in the sky, an oppressive black mass, with the sense of pressure at its peak.

Even many people from the Online Store were trembling with fear, their heads completely lowered.

The garbage recycling plant was no match, like children playing house; they had never been so arrogant.

A buzzing sound resonated in the air, transparent ripples spreading in all directions, as the five trash ships hovered high above, like monarchs overlooking everything.

Space collapsed for a moment, and four of the trash ships disappeared instantly, leaving a halo at the bottom of the remaining trash ship.

Rumble! Rumble!

Thunderous booms echoed, and foul air filled the sky.

Countless trash from all over Xuanwei Heaven was dumped down, piling higher and higher along the coastline, identical to the scenes they had seen before.

Even new people from the Online Store who bought tickets flew out from small holes in the trash ship, as a new generation replaced the old.

On the ground, in a certain place.

Two figures squatted, one large and one small, their sly eyes looking towards the sky, seemingly deep in thought.

They were none other than Beiming Red Lion and the chubby Taoist, Song Heng.

"Brother Dog, this Misty force is quite formidable, very troublesome."

Song Heng chuckled, his tone sarcastic, "With such an attitude, they completely disregard our garbage recycling plant!"

Little Chi glanced at Song Heng, growling, "Fatty, this is just the beginning. They're powerful now, so don't provoke them unless you're tired of living!"

"Brother Dog, I... no, this humble Taoist has long seen the potential of the garbage recycling plant." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Song Heng held a compass, still dirty, "The abilities of that senior will surely make them a dominant force in Xuanwei Heaven in the future!"

"Fatty."

"Brother Dog, please speak."

"If you can talk, say more."

Little Chi's face gradually became majestic, "But still, you're missing the point; your vision is too narrow."

"Brother Dog, what do you mean?" Song Heng asked with a look of inquiry, "This humble Taoist is all ears."

Slap!

Little Chi smacked him, sending Song Heng spinning freely in the air, screaming, with a red mark on his face.

But he touched his face, gritting his teeth, enduring humiliation, believing this Rengar was his nemesis, a destined calamity!

"How could Xun be limited to Xuanwei Heaven? Saying so is to belittle Xun's future! You, fatty, stop sowing discord here!"

Little Chi snorted, turning his head to look at Song Heng, "And don't get any ideas about Misty. What, are you planning to rob graves?"

"Brother Dog, I'm innocent!"

Song Heng cried out, righteous and indignant, "My clan seeks the path of immortality through tomb exploration, uncovering the history of great eras, not to be confused with grave robbers!"

He cursed this Rengar a thousand times in his heart; this was his bottom line, his capital for traversing the great eras.

"Haha."

Little Chi looked at the furious chubby Taoist, feeling quite satisfied, "Fatty, once our power surpasses Misty by several levels, shall we build a ten-thousand-foot giant ship and fly over their base?"

"Brother Dog, that's great! That's brilliant!"

Song Heng ran up, nodding repeatedly, "This is the most reliable plan. This humble Taoist also wants to see Misty's ancestral land and explore the history of great eras."

"Hehe."

The two of them laughed slyly, both loving and hating each other, sharing the same foul taste.

With these words, even the oppressive feeling brought by the Clear Dust Misty Ship faded a bit, making it seem not so unreachable.

For the past hundred years, Little Chi had indeed done as he said, watching Song Heng at different times every day, always from behind!

Song Heng secretly fumed, unable to fight back, unable to match backgrounds, so he joined in.

Others called him Brother Lion, so he called him Brother Dog, always believing in his heart that it was a Rengar.

Little Chi didn't mind, having abandoned his identity in the small boundary, taking on the form of a dog to hide his true self.

Their story began here, dominating the garbage site, running a one-stop garbage recycling operation, earning a thumbs-up from everyone who saw them.