In an instant, the radiant behemoths had already gathered into a mighty river flowing through the starry sky.
The crew stared in stunned silence. This was yet another magnificent spectacle far beyond anything they could have imagined.
And it wasn't just them. Even Yu Lian felt a little awed by the cosmic wonder. He had seen the migration of the Ti Yang Kai and the entire species' leap across space before, of course, but he had never witnessed a herd on this scale.
Watching an old ox bare its teeth in the countryside back home was, after all, nothing like watching a herd of wildebeest migrate across the African savanna.
As a promising second-generation master of the Spirit Research Society, I should have been watching the whale dance and observing the Ti Yang Kai herd's expedition, then coming up with a few cultivation techniques.
But a tiny discordance in his spiritual perception brought him out of that wondrous vision and back to reality.
After Little Gray had said, "An unwelcome and dangerous visitor," he had no choice but to remain on alert. He might now be the first person aboard to detect the changes in the star system through "cosmic perception."
Half a minute later, he finally received the latest report. "Sir, Captain, a jump reaction has appeared in the seven o'clock direction."
"Don't worry about it. Follow them," Yu Lian ordered. "Also, bring the whole ship to battle stations."
Yu Lian's command immediately brought the crew back to their senses. Without the slightest hesitation, they went straight to work.
Little Gray had been right. The Pilgrim might be nearing its limits, but the crew still had plenty left to give. Or rather, after entering the whale dance's range of influence, they had recovered a lot of their strength, and