Inside the Immortal Blade's command room.
Tilo reported to Su Mo, "We were attacked by a Type III Pollution Alien Species, the Red Pigeon Beast, but it's still within manageable limits and basically poses no threat. Give me some more time, and I can take care of it."
"Hmm, very good!"
Su Mo nodded in response.
"Boss, are our coordinates correct? This area looks very normal; it doesn't seem like there could be a large base here."
Sun Duoxiang curiously observed the displayed images, rubbing his chin as he asked.
"Don't worry, according to the data, I have already verified it. There are basically no issues. This is definitely the place we're looking for. As for not seeing any traces, that's normal. The Divine Race probably planned the camouflage when constructing the base. Once the Immortal Blade takes care of these bits and pieces, we'll go down and explore."
Su Mo was quite confident about the information in the data.
"Got it!"
