The void stretched without end, cold and deathly still. Trailing a dim stream of dark-gold light, the Primordial Magnetic Void-Piercing Shuttle struggled through the boundless darkness like a wounded lone goose. The reinforced spiritual light on its surface had all but guttered out, leaving only a few faint silver-gray specks flickering like stars, as though they might vanish into the darkness at any moment. Li Yan was piloting it. With his Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation, he barely maintained its most basic levitation and steering. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and his magic power was nearly exhausted.
Inside the shuttle's cramped confines, Han Li sat cross-legged, his face the color of gold paper and his aura desperately weak. His robes were torn across his chest, exposing several horrific wounds deep enough to reveal bone. Their edges were charred black, with faint traces of dark-red demonic qi and spatial rift power lingering within them. His internal organs had been displaced, his meridians severed inch by inch, and the magic power in his dantian depleted. Even his purple-gold primordial spirit had grown dim and listless. Though the Filthy Spirit Shield had blocked most of the Four-Winged Demon's Demon-Extinguishing Light, the mid-stage Void Refinement power of laws and corrosive demonic qi had still inflicted injuries worse than any he had suffered before. Had his body not been repeatedly tempered by the Brahma Saint True Demonic Art and the Everlasting Creation Spring, making it far stronger than others of his level, and had the demon source's power not protected his heart meridians and divine soul at the critical moment, he would already have died, his cultivation extinguished with him.
"Senior..." Li Yan's voice trembled. The sight of Han Li's grievous condition filled him with dread. The other four members of the remnant tribe