A small Flying Escape Magical Item streaked through outer space in a trail of light. Under the immense acceleration, even High-level Cultivators felt their limbs grow heavy.
In this universe, simply developing aerospace technology was easy beyond belief. Ordinary people could not endure even eight times standard gravity and would begin losing consciousness, but cultivators could easily withstand dozens or hundreds of times that gravitational acceleration.
Yet in this universe, developing an aerospace industry was also extraordinarily difficult. The excessively thin and chaotic spiritual energy of outer space greatly restricted the entry requirements for this world's astronauts—namely, cultivation level.
And the monsters that occasionally emerged amid the stars—such as the one before them—were nightmares astronauts from the Aura Universe would not even dare imagine.
The six-person team that had escaped the Immortal Alliance's cave-heaven sat inside the flying shuttle, tensely watching the two intertwining figures in the direction of the planet. A dazzling golden streak and an inconspicuous ice-blue phantom wheeled through the limited space, like two wild beasts constantly battling, yet separating at the slightest touch.
The chaotic afterimages resembled an illusory flower.
Wang Qi was now like someone piloting an old airplane—more precisely, an old airplane whose speed had long exceeded escape velocity, yet whose aerodynamics remained stuck in the primordial stage. This thing had no "maneuverability" to speak of. Since the low temperature restricted the transformations of the Beast Mechanism swarm, Wang Qi had switched to a fixed structure. All of this Humanoid Mechanism Beast's kinetic energy came from its twin wings. Those wings relied on fixed rune formations to draw upon celestial gravity and distort the air, executing curvature escape. The angle of the wings and the amount of spiritual power fed into them were the only factors determining the Mechanism Beast's direction of travel.
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