The tranquil T8 Zone.
A spacetime vortex suddenly appeared out of thin air in midair at the border.
The Man in White led the way, followed by 283 towering figures who slowly stepped out.
Liu Di's mental power was now sufficient to create passages between zones, yet this crossing was much easier than before.
T7 and T8 were, just as they appeared, only a short distance apart and could be crossed with ease.
In other words, only T5 and T7 were separated by a colossal gap of twenty-five light-years.
Liu Di took a deep breath.
He looked at the world before him.
Dense rows of houses filled the area, though the architectural style was relatively outdated. The tallest buildings were only six stories high. Countless utility poles stood along the streets, their wires tangled in a chaotic mess, with old-fashioned loudspeakers mounted above them.
Music with the sound quality of an old record player played from them—"Ode to the Beautiful New Era."
A few scattered cars passed along the not-so-wide streets.
Almost all of them were old Santanas or Lada sedans from the Russian Federation.
Even more people rode Phoenix bicycles.
Outside a newsstand, a man who looked like the owner had a pager clipped to his waist and held a brick phone in his hand, speaking animatedly with spit flying everywhere.
Liu Di narrowed his eyes slightly. "This looks like China in the eighties or nineties. T8 is actually built like this?"
Heavenly Net behind him remained as silent as ever.
No matter what scene appeared before them, they did not utter a word.
Liu Di led the massive group down the street. Limited by the narrow road, the enormous bodies of the Tian Luo Warriors stretched for more than a hundred meters.
Beside them, a child who had