Lin Feng put away the Star Ring and turned toward the cabin door.
The door opened. Yan Zhan stood outside.
"You saw the message?"
Lin Feng nodded.
Yan Zhan fell silent for two seconds. "The deputy commander only mentioned an anomaly at the edge of the star domain. We don't know the specifics yet. But anything that makes the empire's top brass mobilize on such short notice can't be minor."
"How long until we arrive?"
"Two hours, with the First Fleet jumping at full speed."
Lin Feng's gaze turned cold. "Too slow."
He raised a hand and tore open the void before him.
Yan Zhan's pupils contracted. "You're going to make spatial jumps yourself? That's over ten light-years!"
"I can't wait two hours."
Lin Feng stepped into the rift.
Space warped, and his vision spun wildly.
After more than a dozen consecutive jumps, Lin Feng stepped out of the void.
The sight before him drew his brows into a tight frown.
At the star domain's border, a tear tens of thousands of kilometers long had opened in the once-intact spatial barrier.
Pitch darkness filled its depths, with eerie red lights flickering from time to time.
Before the tear, the empire's Third and Fourth Fleets were locked in a desperate battle.
Hundreds of warships formed a defensive line, their main cannons pouring out fire.
But the creatures surging from the tear made Lin Feng's gaze darken.
They were a horde of black beasts, each a thousand meters tall.
They had no fixed shape. Their bodies seemed composed of countless twisted tentacles and blades, and corrosive black mist radiated from them.
Every beast gave off the aura of sovereign ninth order.
And there were over a hundred of them.
"Abyssal Void Beasts."
Lin Feng recognized the creatures.
A system notification sounded at