The Radiant Light.
Lin Sheng stood before the window, gazing out at the seemingly boundless Endless Void, his expression indescribably calm.
His fingers tapped lightly against the hard alloy wall, as though he were counting the time.
Occasionally, a faint green gleam flickered in the eyes of passing warship personnel as their gazes swept casually over his back.
"About time!"
Lin Sheng murmured to himself.
Little Black's furry head poked out from his shoulder, seemingly wanting to say something.
But before Little Black could speak, a wisp of crimson divine astral force appeared. Lin Sheng thrust out his hand and smashed it heavily against the crystalline alloy before him.
Screee-
A sharp, grating screech rang out. The next instant, his hand tore a breach straight through the alloy wall, which was strong enough to withstand a peak demigod's attack.
Fierce winds howled through the breach, but Lin Sheng had already vanished, appearing outside the warship in the blink of an eye.
His figure became a streak of light, shooting rapidly away from the warship's flank and crossing thousands of meters in an instant.
Little Black clung desperately to his shoulder, fur blown upright by the wild void winds. Even Little Black's voice trembled slightly. Glancing uneasily at the receding warship, Little Black swallowed.
"You really mean to lure him out? That old bastard might not be a second-realm wasteland martial, but he isn't far off! He's definitely a top first-realm desolate-tier existence, much stronger than that old bastard from the Alchemist Alliance back then!"
Despite already knowing the plan, Little Black still felt apprehensive. After all, desolate tier was desolate tier. The energy such an existence possessed was beyond ordinary comparison.
"This is our only chance."
Lin Sheng's voice was calm. The four rules circulated slowly around him, and his