A wormhole tunnel, ten billion light-years away.
Purple!
A surging, savage torrent of pure data that surpassed all conventional understanding!
It tore through the wormhole tunnel's innate, profound darkness like an endlessly rushing quantum-state celestial river, roaring as it pierced this frozen interstellar corridor.
Starlight on both sides of the passage was rapidly stretched out, then flung far behind. The starships along the way could not even capture that flash of purple...
A speed beyond comprehension, enough to utterly crush the very meaning of "speed" in physical concepts!
However...
"Too slow!"
At the center of the data torrent, the black-clad young man anxiously urged the light screen before him:
"Venerable Fushan, the confrontation has already begun over at Number 269. They might start fighting at any moment. Can't we go any faster?"
An arm made of purple data suddenly shot out from the light screen and viciously smacked Xiang Hao on the head.
"Easy for you to say. If I weren't carrying dead weight like you, I could get there in a day!"
On the screen, data streams darted wildly around the old man as he said irritably:
"If you think this is slow, try asking 'Wormhole' to send you over directly. That would save this old man the trouble!"
Xiang Hao's expression immediately stiffened. If he could invite Wormhole to act, why would he still be wasting his breath here?
Still, when one stood beneath another's eaves, one had no choice but to bow his head. He could only force a smile.
"Please do not take offense, sir. I'm simply worried about the situation at Number 269. After all, if this Stabilizing Pillar doesn't arrive, the Bottom Layer Battlefield won't be able to hold..."
As he spoke, his chin unconsciously began to rise, making Fu Shan's teeth ache.
"Enough.