The Flowing Light Flying Boat.
Miao Zhuan Heavenly Emperor was responsible for piloting the flying boat, while Li Pin stood on the deck, surveying the surroundings.
Everywhere he looked, dazzling brilliance flashed by from time to time.
Yet unlike the radiance outside, the light in the core layer of the Astral Realm had mass.
Every beam of light, if placed upon an ordinary Star God, would be like a towering divine mountain pressing down on them, forcing them to circulate all their power to resist it just to barely survive within the core layer.
Some Star Gods whose cultivation was insufficient would have their divine bodies directly crushed beneath this omnipresent "light" the instant they entered the core layer.
It was like placing an ordinary person on a planet with atmospheric pressure a million times the standard level.
But such pressure was nothing to Li Pin now.
Though he stood on the deck, his gaze could pierce through the barriers of space, matter, and energy, observing both the inner and outer layers of the Astral Realm.
Thanks to his current speed advantage, he saw many things.
One Star God after another hid away in extremely cramped places, keeping their doors shut and lowering the energy fluctuations around them to nearly mortal levels, using this method to evade the Guixu calamity.
Powerful Holy Emperors compressed their massive forms until they spanned only a few hundred miles, yet even so, they still had to shelter millions, even tens of millions, of people.
Star Gods driven into despair and madness slaughtered and destroyed with abandon, forcing those Star Gods who had hidden themselves away to act, dragging them down toward Guixu as well.
All kinds of scenes played out before his eyes without end.
To living beings below the level of Zhou Guang,