He took out the guiding stone and let it point the way.
The five of them arrived at the pale region and stepped straight inside.
The Blazing Sun hung high in the sky. It was noon.
The scenery before them shifted. When it reappeared, there were rows upon rows of soldiers and vehicles.
"We're out already?"
Jiang Changkong was somewhat stunned. They had merely walked out of that flaming space.
"When the spatial rift... no, look at the stones behind us."
Li Changtian turned around. The stones that should have been overlapping and twisted were now arranged one by one.
And behind them was no longer a distorted space, but a vortex—a gold-and-silver whirlpool that was swallowing and exhaling Star Power.
"What happened inside? It's only been three days. How did the distorted land change so drastically?"
Jiang Haibo walked over and looked at them gravely.
"There's a star stele inside. A group of people are fighting over it." Jiang Changkong handed him the guiding stone. "Go see for yourself."
There was no way to hide this unless he refused to return the guiding stone.
The other four also handed over their guiding stones. "Changkong and we gave it everything we had, hoping to preserve the star stele for the Federation.
"Unfortunately, we were no match for them and suffered severe injuries instead. We could only retreat first and report this matter to Lord Jiang."
Jiang Changkong: "..."
I've discovered that you're even more shameless than I am.
Still, they were right.
They had given it everything they had to preserve the star stele for the Federation, but they simply could not defeat them.
"Cough, cough." The two guardians coughed lightly, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
At the same time, they pinched Jiang Changkong.
Jiang Changkong let