"Though this ship has strong defenses, it requires massive spiritual power to sustain."
The gray-robed elder from the "Yin Mountain Sect" twisted the bone ring on his finger, eyes filled with malice: "If we can drain its energy..."
Before he finished speaking, another elder from the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" suddenly flung a chain, the skull at its end opened its bloody maw towards the ship's hull, only to be repelled by the protective shield, sent flying backward, spitting out three mouthfuls of black blood mid-air.
"Nonsense! It's not that easy!"
A demon cultivator of indistinct aura suddenly shouted, nine bronze lamps flew out from his sleeve, the wicks ignited with ghostly green flames, forming a bizarre array in the sky.
"Do you think the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect' are just pushovers?"
"The energy on this battleship is ample, can we really afford to deplete it?"
"Do not forget, this is the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect's' territory!"
