The Twin Vortices were like two dark colossal pythons tearing at each other, spiraling against the current within the turbulent zone and stirring up even more chaotic, violent energy currents. At their edges, space twisted and stretched, giving off silent groans. Anything drawn inside would likely be reduced to its most basic particles in an instant.
The Phantom Shadow Ship hovered at a safe distance, its hull battered and broken, trembling in the energy aftershocks like an old man at death's door.
"We have to pass between them?" Flame Calamity stared at the devastating energy readings on the display, his voice dry.
Xuan rapidly compared the vague descriptions in the ancient logs with the current scan data. "The logs state that the only path to the first turning point is through the 'balance line' between the Twin Vortices. Energy is relatively stable along that line, but it is less than thirty meters wide, and its position shifts constantly."
Thirty meters was no more than a hair's breadth for a starship traveling at high speed. In this environment, though, that hair's breadth meant the difference between life and death.
"Find the center line. Calculate the crossing window." Neji's voice was utterly calm. Only the chaotic light flowing deep in his eyes revealed that he had pushed his Divine Eye and spiritual sense to their limits.
Night Owl sat cross-legged, the veins at his temples bulging as he transformed every last bit of his mental power into sensory tendrils. He desperately reached into the violent vortex field, trying to catch that faint, relatively calm current of energy. A moment later, he let out a muffled groan, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. "Along the inner edge of the left vortex, about two hundred meters in... a stable energy belt is