Amid the vastness of space, a silver-white spaceship slowly approached.
That wasn't the point.
The point was the six Martial Artists floating around the ship, keeping pace beside it.
Everyone knew that the speed of interstellar travel was at least a hundred thousand kilometers per second.
Once a ship entered its cruising phase, it didn't need to go quite that fast, but it still moved at an incredible speed.
In theory, it was possible for human Martial Artists to reach a speed of a hundred thousand kilometers per second. In practice, it was possible too.
That was—Martial Artists had to reach the same undying, immortal state as the universe.
Only Eternal Level experts could make flying through space part of their daily routine.
Yet there were a full six Eternal Level powerhouses beside that spaceship. No wonder Xueye's expression had changed.
"Old Ma, what's going on?"
Leiji had also noticed what was behind them.
His expression was grave.
In this remote corner of the universe, the general rule was that each nation had only one Eternal Immortal Level guardian.
It wasn't that they couldn't recruit more Eternal powerhouses.
They simply couldn't afford to support them.
Being an Eternal powerhouse was about more than just having a title.
They had to cultivate, comprehend and study the laws of the universe, forge weapons, fight, and explore.
Take Bao Bao Kingdom, for example. Nearly eighty percent of its annual tax revenue went to Xueye.
And that was with Xueye occasionally receiving assistance and subsidies from Lord of Long Xing and the banks. Without those, the entire nation's resources would be needed to support a single Eternal. That was no exaggeration.
But now, a spaceship guarded by six Eternal Level powerhouses had appeared before them. Could it be...
Some young master from a central