Familiar, Dying but Not Dead

So-called extreme speed.

It referred to a speed that had reached the absolute limit.

As for the fastest, fastest speed.

Whether in the world of his previous life or the world of this life, there was an extremely similar saying for it: a speed that could be called flash of lightning and spark of flint, Fast as Flowing Light—

In short, it had to be as fast as light!!

At this moment.

As a cultivator.

Relying on the special effects of [Abyssal Divine Speed].

Although Ling Wuyuan's movement speed had not yet reached the speed of light in this world.

His movement speed had still successfully surpassed the speed of light from his previous life.

That was approximately three hundred thousand kilometers per second!!

The instant he moved.

A sensation of being about to be torn into ten thousand pieces immediately welled up within him—

It was the negative effect automatically brought about by the omnipresent resistance—

Even though he possessed many Special Abilities that could mitigate the effects of various side effects.

And had already attached nearly all of his true qi to his body surface, doing his utmost to enhance his defense.

Based on the Basic Laws of Physics that the greater the speed, the greater the resistance.

Once Ling Wuyuan truly began moving.

Faced with that indescribably immense resistance.

In his heart.

A rather ominous thought sincerely arose—he seemed to be deliberately courting death—

Yes.

Even he himself felt that he was deliberately courting death—

How should that feeling be described...?

It was somewhat like an ordinary person trying to forcefully smash through a thick barrier built of reinforced concrete!!

To be honest.

That was truly an act of extreme overestimation.

He could feel with utmost clarity.

That every time he moved forward even the slightest distance.