C583 The Immortal's Revival!

Ming Ying's dominance once again plunged the entire Blue Eye Race into a hushed silence.

"Move, retreat!" Zangrong barked out the order, orchestrating the vast fleet of warships as they fell back towards the far side of the Space Tunnel.

The Blue Eye Race, though valiant, were not without intelligence or a sense of self-preservation. In fact, this civilization was seasoned in the art of war