Eighth Turn

Death Star No. 27 was a pitch-black planet. From afar, it looked like a black hole. In truth, it was already not far from the Evolution Black Hole.

The area around this planet was equally dark, like an abyss that devoured all things. Even light could not escape.

The moment Xiao Yun stepped inside, he felt a terrifying gravitational force. Every bone in his body crackled, and he plummeted toward the ground at incredible speed.

Boom!

Xiao Yun landed on the ground with both feet. Everything around him was pitch-black—an ultimate darkness without light or space, as though he stood within a void.

The ground beneath his feet was also exceptionally hard. Even with Xiao Yun's powerful physical body, his step did not leave the slightest dent.

"It is said that the core of a dead star can forge imperial weapons. It truly is extraordinary!"

Xiao Yun thought to himself.

Unfortunately, everyone knew how precious a dead star's core was, yet though they lay here, no one could take them away.

Only Great Emperors could refine dead stars and obtain their cores.

Quasi-Emperors could never accomplish it. Even someone as powerful as Xiao Yun could not refine a dead star.

Xiao Yun could sense the energy contained within the dead star beneath his feet. It could absolutely rival a Great Emperor. After all, the gravity it leaked alone could kill a Quasi-Emperor.

"Such powerful gravitational suppression is perfect for tempering my physical body!"

Feeling the immense gravity bearing down on him, Xiao Yun immediately sat cross-legged and began cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.

The gravity here could already kill Quasi-Emperors. It was even more terrifying than the power of lightning in the ninth heaven of the Thunder Void, so it was highly effective in tempering Xiao Yun's body.

Lightning could