The Gate of the Azurewing Tiger, the Blood Rite!

The Collapsed Expanse of Founders.

The Dark Spiritualists' fleet had entered early, the ten-some ships lined up in a neat row. The capital ship, which looked like salmon, was significantly larger than the other warships.

Standing in front of the command deck's massive window, Nan Shazi smiled as his eyes glowed with cunning.

"Someone has opened up the Cosmic Gate for us as well as the entrance to the Collapsed Expanse of Founders. That's good. This has saved us a lot of strength," Nan Shazi smiled and said.

A fervor burned in his eyes, and he seemed to be brimming with anticipation toward the Collapsed Expanse of Founders.

Next to him, Shu Yuhe, who had changed his clothes, put his hands into his pants pockets and said, "Teacher, I think that this is an omen. Our plan has been going very smoothly from the very start, meaning that our success is all but guaranteed! The revival of the Dark Spiritualist lineage shall be upon us soon!"