Huang Ji leisurely departed aboard the luxurious Beiluo Shimen Wanderer Spaceship, loaded with expensive supplies and equipment.
He sat cross-legged in the calcium-grade training room, his dark-red body as imposing as a demon god. His hard, spiked metallic exoskeleton alone rivaled a supersolid alloy.
His ten thousand compound eyes were gone, replaced by nine dark-red gems embedded in his face.
Every pattern and physiological structure on his body swept outward in sharp, angular lines. His steel body, clad in what looked like dark-red bone armor, resembled a living mech of terrifying design.
Hidden behind him was a pair of enormous, menacing, invisible iron wings. They came with their own Electromagnetic Control Field and were completely transparent by default, but could take on any color and emit intense radiation at any frequency, even gamma rays.
This was the carbon-silicon hybrid body of the Bessel people and the Dark Wing Race.
He stood twenty-nine meters tall, weighed three thousand tons, and could still grow. Among silicon-based lifeforms, he was a runt. The theoretical upper limit of this body was krypton grade 36.
But an upper limit was just that. Huang Ji's body was currently only Sulfur Grade 16.
That was already very powerful. Technology really was the primary productive force: his original body was only grade 3, while this incarnation had undergone one operation and jumped straight to grade 16...
"I should hurry up and improve my void lifeform too. Having a grade-10 void lifeform impersonate someone at grade 22 is still too much of a stretch."
Huang Ji activated autopilot, then quietly began cultivating.
With abundant resources, cultivation was a very simple matter for him.
It was rare for Anunnaki to foot the bill. He had no reason to hold back.
Meanwhile, Thundersun watched the spaceship recede with a sigh, then