Whoosh!
Xia Ping piloted the Star Ship through space, and before long, reached the edge of the Milky Way.
At once, he saw cluster after cluster of spatial storms enveloping the Milky Way's surroundings. It was as though primordial fiendish beasts were breathing deep in the void, their breaths sweeping across the universe with howling roars, brimming with destructive aura.
Moreover, these spatial storm zones stretched for thousands of light-years. The storms were chaotic and contained terrifyingly destructive energy. An ordinary spacecraft would be destroyed in an instant upon entering.
"No wonder this place is called the Storm Forbidden Region. It is so desolate that no one has entered it for countless years."
Xia Ping was immensely astonished. This spatial storm region was simply too terrifying. Not only did spatial storms rage through it, but countless spatial rifts had also formed.
Lightning bombarded the area, torrents of magma surged, ice and snow howled, poisonous vapors spread, and more. They seemed to be boundless, terrifying energies leaking from innumerable dimensional spaces.
Once swept inside, one would likely be eternally lost within dimensional space, never able to return to the original universe—becoming a true Lost One until dying of old age.
Even the Star Ship could not withstand the energy explosions deep within the heart of this storm region. If it were drawn in, it would likely never emerge again, leaving not even a corpse behind.
Unless Ma Gubo and the others had luck so heaven-defying that it was rarely seen in all the world, they would never have had the chance to cross this layer of spatial storms. They would have died inside without even dregs left behind.
In fact, Yanhuang Planet had never received extraterrestrial visitors throughout all these years. Had no accident occurred, Yanhuang Planet would likely have continued