In this era, the Great Powers changed their ways of plunder, slightly less imposing, but certainly not gone.
Above the Black Sea, a luxury cruise liner thundered across, heading toward the direction of Shen Zhou.
More than fifty passengers were aboard this hovering cruise liner, all dressed in fine clothes, with blond hair and blue eyes – Westerners.
Each of them exuded a formidable aura, their vitality so strong that it caused the air around them to blur. All of them were of Great Grandmaster cultivation!
This vessel full of strong individuals was now heading to Shen Zhou, and their target was obvious.
And that wasn't even their entire force!
"Add America and Chuyun, and that makes eight countries," said the "Prince Youle," who had once met Lu Li.
He was chatting with a golden-haired female Knight:
"Elizabeth, just imagine, the dragon slaying journey of over a hundred strong individuals will be an immortal legend!"
