Three days later.
The Rock continued its voyage, passing through countless layers of spatial storms before finally nearing its destination.
Xia Ping now thoroughly understood why the Central Universe was so dangerous, and why a Saint-Grade Spaceship was needed to traverse it. This region of the universe was filled with spatial storms everywhere.
Otherwise, dimensional spaces would appear, pouring out vast amounts of dimensional energy and forming energy tides. They were many times more dangerous than the vacuum of space.
Other regions of the universe were merely vacuum zones, where ordinary spaceships could travel. But the Central Universe was riddled with such stormy currents. Ordinary people had virtually no chance of surviving in the cosmic vacuum.
The only safe places were the myriad small worlds in the central region. These worlds were like oases in a desert, sheltering all living beings beneath the heavens.
"I am inner disciple Zuo Yangdong. I am a few years older than everyone here, so I suppose I am qualified to say a few words."
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a green robe stepped forward. "Before we reach our destination, I, Zuo Yangdong, would like to say a few words to everyone—a precaution, if you will—so that the mission does not fail and this world is not snatched away by the other races.
"According to our intelligence, the place we are heading to this time has been named Durian World. It is a newly born world, one that came into existence not long ago. There are few native lifeforms within it, but its resources are exceedingly abundant, its spiritual energy rich, and it is suitable for human habitation.
"Unfortunately, when our human adventurers discovered this new world, experts from other races discovered it as well. A battle broke out between both sides, and