There were actually three more galaxies nearby.
Hearing this, Shi Lan furrowed her brow. The distance was unquestionably vast. If Bai Yu had to travel there on his own, it might take decades.
Journeys through the vast universe were measured in centuries. A few decades wasn't long by those standards, but for Shi Lan, it was nearly unbearable.
The best course now was to find somewhere secluded to hide, wait for the ship to be repaired, and then set off again.
Just as the thought crossed her mind, Shi Lan sensed something amiss. She looked up at the spatial portal in the distance and sent her divine sense beyond the Qiong Luo Realm.
Behind Bai Yu, who was racing ahead, several towering figures appeared in the boundless, desolate starry sky. Each one was as large as a blazing sun, striding through the cosmos with visible clouds of incense smoke coiling around them like burning flames. They pressed against the void, rumbling as they moved.
Clearly, the distress signal Sog had sent earlier had drawn these incense deities here.
Bearing the Qiong Luo Realm on his back inevitably slowed Bai Yu down. For the moment, he couldn't shake the deities pursuing him.
Suddenly, Bai Yu slowed. Killing intent blazed in his beastly eyes, and he sent Shi Lan a message with a thought:
"They're making too much of a spectacle. We're an obvious target, and more ghosts and deities will be drawn here by the commotion. Since we can't lose them, we might as well kill them and buy ourselves some peace."
"Make it quick."
Shi Lan didn't hesitate. With a thought, a massive green-black cauldron appeared beside Bai Yu.
"These deities are hard to kill outright. If we suppress them and strip away their Incense and Fire Prayer Power, we