Glacier Descent and Thirteen Deadly Strikes of Winter!

In the vast, desolate outer region of Giant Salt Star, the empty interstellar routes were exceptionally bleak.

An exquisitely designed spaceship hovered silently amid the dim star dust.

One after another, the Interstellar Spaceships of the contestants activated their engines, trailing light tails of varying lengths as they rose into the air and crossed the sea of stars on their journeys home.

Only this spaceship remained quietly docked from beginning to end, not shifting a fraction. It looked especially lonely and conspicuous within the empty starfield.

Inside the sealed cabin, there was not the slightest sound of human voices, nor any physical figure.

A translucent spiritual body, formed from countless tiny virtual particles, floated leisurely in the center of the cabin.

This phantom was not particularly tall, yet her figure was delicate and graceful, its soft curves perfectly drawn.

A long emerald-green dress draped lightly over her body, specks of flowing light flickering along its hem as it clung to her ethereal silhouette.

Beneath the hem, a pair of crystal-clear jade feet appeared and disappeared from view, their skin translucent as frost-carved jade, breathtakingly beautiful.

The two curved, spreading emerald dragon horns atop her head attested to her pure Dragon Human Race bloodline.

This phantom was Gu Li.

At this moment, the liveliness and brightness had long vanished from Gu Li's eyes, leaving only inescapable anxiety and confusion.

As Lu Yuan's cultivation had surged and broken through again and again, his realm had long since left behind the person once bound to him.

The perspective link that had once allowed her to seamlessly observe, follow, and sense every movement of Lu Yuan had already been completely severed by the barrier of his formidable cultivation.

She could no longer use their resonance to see Lu Yuan's circumstances or sense whether he