Darkness, cold, deathly stillness...
The flying shuttle crumbled apart as parts of its wreckage floated in outer space, colliding with each other before drifting toward different directions, never to meet again.
A human figure clad in micro mecha armor was in a stone shell, drifting in space. The exterior of the shell was now coated with ice crystals, and there were no hints of an aura radiating from it.
Feng Lin used his Stonebirth Transformation to guard himself, defending against his own body pressure.
That's right, human body pressure!
There wasn't any pressure in the outer space, but the pressure generated from the human body would squeeze one's skin and bones, causing the cell structure to eventually break down as the body disintegrated.
Hence, once one entered the vacuum of space, the reasons of death would never be because of the external environment; there was nothing there.
You were the one who killed yourself!
