The Falling Star.
Inside the ship, the atmosphere still brimmed with relief at having survived disaster and awe at Lin Sheng's strength.
The crew cleaned up the aftermath, occasionally stealing glances at Lin Sheng as he stood in the center, their eyes holding a measure of reverence.
Anna clung tightly to Lin Sheng's arm, her stream of chattering questions never stopping.
"Lin Sheng, there's no oxygen in the void, and there are so many violent currents of Rules Turbulence. How can you stand right in it? And without even wearing a protective suit—you can withstand it with your body alone?" Anna's round eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.
Feya also looked instinctively toward Lin Sheng. The same question lingered in her mind. As a Fighter at the third limit break, she knew all too well how hostile the void environment was.
Even she could not last long if she entered the Endless Void with her bare body, especially within a Disordered Region like this. The impact of the disorderly rules in such regions was tremendously powerful.
More importantly, they could even interfere with one's own use of rules to some extent. Only someone whose control over rule power had reached an exceptionally high level could remain unaffected.
Thus, even experts at the fourth limit break needed specially made protective suits to resist rule erosion and the vacuum. Lin Sheng had accomplished all of that with his body alone. This had already surpassed the limits of her understanding. In particular, she still could not fathom how he had survived the void storm-no, more precisely, how he had crossed the void storm and even rescued the Falling Star from the rule storm when it had been trapped in a hopeless situation.
Such a feat was simply unimaginable.
Before Lin Sheng could