"Trash!"
Furious, Li Tiecheng slammed the table.
"Calm down,"
Chen Beixuan's voice carried a barely perceptible tremor. "He'll be back."
「Twenty thousand meters above East Sea City.」
Han Feng felt the slight vibrations of the fighter jet. The Sword Essence in his body was depleting at an unprecedented rate.
Yet, an indescribable sense of exhilaration made him want to shout to the heavens.
'This is true Sword Flight!'
Han Feng yanked the control stick.
The Ghost fighter cut an unnatural, jagged line through the air.
It went from extreme speed to a dead hover in an instant. Then, its nose pitched down.
Plummeting toward the sea like a meteor!
[Body Technique·Reversal of Heaven and Earth!]
[Sword Control Technique Proficiency +20!]
East Sea City's air defense command center erupted into chaos.
Meanwhile, in the Celestial Craft Group's observation room, everyone was once again frozen in shock.
The Ghost, which had vanished from their screens, had reappeared.
