Tao Yang pushed the ship forward slowly, her hands steady on the controls as the vessel approached the swirling vortex ahead. The atmosphere in the ship was thick with anticipation, a mixture of tension and quiet determination. Every eye in the control room was focused on the vortex, and though no one said it aloud, there was a collective undercurrent of anxiety that rippled through the air.
The Jade Dragon General's words still echoed in my mind: It took nothing but a Noble-level Rakshasa to pass through the vortex. That alone was enough to remind us all of the danger we were about to face. This wasn't just a journey through space; this was a venture into a realm where even the most powerful cultivators had fallen.
