Six months after the outbreak of Deep Space Turbulence.
In the distant, high-energy Chaotic Forbidden Zone, the Starry Sky Side faction led by Ivory Heaven was fleeing madly.
At first, hiding here had been quite safe. Normally, no one would come to this riotous region.
Countless terrifying vortices filled the place, while enormous clusters of Evil God energy were scattered everywhere like little flowers across a prairie.
In theory, anything below Four-Origin did not even qualify to enter. A mere touch would mean death.
Ivory Heaven had created a massive Seven-Origin treasure in the shape of a warship, settling everyone inside. Taking advantage of the initial peace, he had gathered all members to build fortifications on a grand scale and continuously expand the warship.
Even when Six- or Seven-Origin Voids occasionally arrived, they had been able to deal with them, which greatly boosted their confidence.
Meanwhile, Huang Ji's side, being the center of the battlefield, had drawn in wave after wave of powerful Voids. It was utter pandemonium.
They observed Huang Ji's location every day. Though it had been shielded and the space within could not be seen clearly.
Over the past several months, tens of millions of Voids had poured in there. They estimated that region of spacetime had already become a living hell.
Everyone concluded that Huang Ji was dead. After all, no one in the entire universe could possibly withstand so many Voids.
The three-million-strong legion following Ivory Heaven was therefore glad they had not followed Huang Ji to wait for death there.
At first, they had felt some regret and unease. After all, splitting apart during the Turbulence instead of remaining united was unprecedented.
With only three million people leaving with Ivory Heaven, surviving Deep Space Turbulence should have been nothing more than a fool's dream.