Jiang Shu's Desolate Star Halberd, Zhan Feng's Iron Fist, and Zhan Yun's Broken Axe struck the same point at once.
There was no flashy radiance, only the eruption of the purest power.
The Space Crevice shattered like a mirror, revealing the normal Cosmos beyond, ablaze with starlight.
Fresh Dao Rhyme flooded into his chest, making Zhan Feng unable to resist letting out a long howl.
They had been stifled inside the Space Crevice for too long, and the sensation of seeing the light of day again was intoxicating. Yet Jiang Shu suddenly pressed down on their shoulders and said:
"Leave this place first. The Mech Clan may have left something behind."
With their unique traits, the Mech Clan could manipulate metal for their own use. They were also exceptionally skilled at killing from the shadows, and many powerful cultivators had suffered grievous losses here.
The three transformed into streams of light and fled toward a distant starfield.
Along the way, Zhan Yun kept glancing sideways.
The Gray Mist Flow winding around Jiang Shu as he flew was actually repairing Space Cracks on its own. That was precisely the realm she had long dreamed of reaching in the Space Law.
Half a day later, inside a certain Dead Star.
Zhan Feng casually set up an isolation formation within a naturally formed cavern. At its center burned a bonfire of special Star Flame.
This flame could burn without air, and the warmth it gave off could seep through a cultivator's protective Dao Rhyme.
"Brother Jiang, have another taste of my cooking."
Zhan Yun handed the roasted Star Beast Meat to Jiang Shu, unable to conceal the probing look in her eyes.
"When did Brother Jiang break through? When we parted last time, you had only just entered the late stage of the