Five hundred light-years meant little to Yang Yu now that he had touched the threshold of the rules. It was like tearing through a few sheets of window paper with a wave of his hand.
The void split apart like an old rag washed threadbare, yanked open by invisible hands with a teeth-grating rrrip.
Boom!!
Space shuddered violently, and five figures appeared out of nowhere in a star domain so dazzling it took their breath away. The smell of battle still clung to them.
The moment they arrived, before anyone had adjusted to the gravity, Elder Wang sucked in a sharp breath.
He inhaled so hard he nearly knocked his recently strengthened heart out of rhythm.
It wasn't because the air was thin, or because powerful enemies surrounded them.
The sheer glare had nearly blinded a man who had spent his whole life poor.
"Th-this is the Thousand Star Corridor?!"
Elder Wang stared ahead, his outstretched finger trembling as though he had witnessed an unforgivable crime.
A ribbon of light hung before them, as resplendent as the Milky Way and unmistakably shaped by hand.
These were no ordinary star systems.
They were planets painstakingly cut, polished, and even forcibly altered at the level of their material structure!
The one on the left was made entirely of exceptionally pure S-Rank Purple Extreme Divine Crystal. It shone with a dreamlike violet light, and every halo represented enough wealth to buy a major city on Blue Star;
the one on the right looked like a single enormous mass of liquid gold, golden ripples flowing across its surface. Someone had even gone so far as to carve an impossibly intricate Interstellar Spirit Gathering Array into it, just to make the planet shine a little brighter;
most outrageous of all was the one in the