It was a crisp, clear morning over the skies of Siberia. The sun had just begun to rise, casting a soft golden light over the snow-covered landscape.
Life in the cities below moved at its usual pace; people bustled about, traffic hummed along the streets, and the distant mountains stood silent.
Then, something strange began to happen.
High above the skies, two enormous shapes materialized dispersing the clouds around it. They were massive, sleek, and futuristic, painted in white and blue.
They moved slowly, as if observing the world below.
A glint of light caught the eye of a young boy playing in a snowy field outside his home.
He squinted up at the sky, shading his eyes with his gloved hand. What he saw made his heart skip a beat—a massive, white object slowly descending through the clouds.
"Papa!" he called, running toward his father, who was chopping wood nearby. "Look at that!"
A frown appeared on the man's face and he looked up from his work. He followed his son's gaze and froze.
H-Huh? The man dropped his axe, his breath fogging in the cold air as he stared at the two enormous arks in stunned silence.
A woman glanced up as she exited a café, her coffee cup in hand. The sky seemed darker than it should be, and when she looked closer, she gasped, nearly dropping her cup.
Within minutes, word spread like wildfire. People rushed out of their homes and workplaces, craning their necks to get a better view of the strange phenomenon in the sky.
Soon the streets were filled with the sound of clicking cameras and the low murmur of disbelief.
"Are those UFOs?" a man muttered, his voice trembling with a mix of awe and anxiety.
"They must be aliens," a woman next to him whispered, her phone held high as she recorded the scene. "What else could they be?"
"Bozhe Moi!"
As the arks drew nearer, they passed through the atmosphere, their exteriors glowing with a faint blue energy that dissipated the clouds.
By now, the news had spread beyond Russia's borders.
Across the world, people were glued to their screens, watching live feeds of the event.
Every news channel had switched to coverage of the arks, with anchors speaking in hushed, breathless tones as they tried to make sense of what they were seeing.
On the ground, military forces across Russia were mobilizing. Jets roared into the sky, circling the arks from a distance.
People continued to take photos and videos, some livestreaming the event to millions of viewers worldwide.
Social media exploded with theories and speculations. Hashtags like #AlienInvasion, #ArkArrival, and #UFOsOverRussia began trending within minutes.
"C-Cultivators from high star?"
"And they are saying they are in some Empyreal realm and more powerful than us.."
"Then what about Zhao Tian?"
"Powerful than him too?"
...
*swoosh* Zhao Tian was dashing through the air at full speed, a deep frown etching on his face as he glanced at his mobile which is live streaming the arks in the sky.
"The arks are not making any move... and is not attacking."
Looking at the white-blue color pattern of the ark, he raised an eyebrow as he remember Xia Shenyi and Yao Lian saying that the arks of Space pirates have Black and red with a skull mark on it.
"So, they are not space pirates..."
"I still can't be sure."
*flick* He soon reached the skies of Siberia and was surprised to see such an enormous ark.
The last time has saw an ark was when Rui Lian's master came to pick her up and that was not big as this.
"That ark looked so sophisticated and for fast travels. But this ark is so big..."
The men who were driving the fighter jets around the large ark instantly recognized Zhao Tian and flew near him.
Looking at them, Zhao Tian signaled them to retreat.
The men hesitated whether to retreat or not and at this time, they heard their Commander speaking "Do what Zhao Tian is saying..."
Nodding their heads, they retreated their fighter jets from the arks but still some helicopters and media helicopters were flying around the ark.
Zhao Tian took a deep breath and floated toward the front of the ark, showing himself to the people inside there.
If anything bad happens, he can use Prime time to revert back six seconds and escape into the artifact.
The people on the ground who were live streaming the event via mobiles and the News which are telecasting the incident sighed in relief seeing Zhao Tian.
"Now that Zhao Tian is here... we have hope."
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