The large ship flew through the seemingly endless grey fog of the space vortex, as if it was sailing through a thick layer of clouds in the sky.
Although there was no sun or moon here, occasionally the light from a few hundred trillion stars would appear in the sky.
Space, vortex, monster, the void, World Layers.
Chaotic and unpredictably whizzing by.
At a few certain moments, Gu Qing Shan even felt that he was moving forward with the ship inside a strangely stifled and mysterious darkness.
The winds inside the void never stopped for even a second.
Gu Qing Shan brushed his messy hair aside and casually paced around the deck of the ship.
It was such an unprecedented experience, giving him a sense of relaxation unlike nothing else.
An old voice came by.
"My friend, why are you on the deck alone? Could it be the room wasn't to your liking?"
Gu Qing Shan turned back to see the old man from the Spire Keeper Association.
