Crossing the Star Sea with one's physical body required a Life Force of at least one thousand.
Even if one reached the minimum requirement, one still couldn't survive in outer space for long.
Setting aside cosmic disasters and terrifying phenomena like Netherworld viruses,
even the high-energy particles from supernovae and the intense radiation emitted by stellar bodies were enough to destroy the Flesh Activity within a Professional Level expert's body.
Only by breaking through to the Four Stages of Heavenly Gate, touching the threshold of a Grandmaster, and possessing powerful traits could one remain unaffected.
An old man in flip-flops and loud floral shorts burst out of the observation deck in an incredibly flashy pose.
The vacuum had no effect whatsoever on his frail, candle-in-the-wind body.
On the contrary, the old man shot forward like a cannonball.
With a thunderous boom, the decrepit figure, who looked as though he'd been buried up to his neck in yellow earth, soared into the sky!
Old Zhang's body was as hard as high-grade alloy. His momentum didn't diminish in the slightest as he smashed straight through a fighter jet!
Boom!
A dazzling blaze suddenly lit up space as metal fragments exploded in every direction!
"Now that's satisfying! Just what I needed to loosen up! Sitting around so long has made these old bones rust!"
Old Zhang laughed heartily, his beard and hair bristling like upright spears and halberds.
He punched through the jet's outer shell, spread his fingers, and ripped the hatch open by force.
Then his figure flashed forward like a razor sweeping across the sky. Air poured outward in a torrent as he pierced straight through the incredibly sturdy Military Grade spacecraft.
Old Zhang leaped again, using it as a springboard to pounce on another "target"—a fighter jet shaped like a