บท 947: That Could Happen?

Inside the main ship, the Shenwu Army soldiers were either doing their jobs or resting. When this light appeared, they were dazed, and everyone rejoiced.

They were too familiar with this phenomenon.

The commander instantly roared, "Quick! I don't know which young duke broke through. Everyone get ready. Other than those of necessary positions, everyone else, go cultivate! This is an opportunity of a lifetime. Cherish it!"

He grinned. "He's indeed the Monarch of the New Dawn. We're benefitting so much from this. When we get back, how are those other legions going to compare with us!"

The commander sat down immediately and closed his eyes to cultivate.

In the resting area, Barbarian Race Suite. Man Kun was cultivating.

His target was to become a cosmic cloud state and return the Barbarian Race to its former glory.

Hope seemed slim. Talent and hard work were both necessary.