In the vast sea of stars, a faint light flickered from time to time, and the distance between each flash was extremely far.
This ray of light was Tang Zhen. His body was in a special energy form as he shuttled through the endless starry sky.
His goal was the second origin spiritual treasure.
It had been half a year since the destruction of the bastions and their separation from the big-bearded man.
Everything that had happened yesterday seemed to still be in front of his eyes.
The fatal blow that day had destroyed the Bastion's power core and triggered a chain of explosions.
The bastion ship was now floating in the air like a pile of debris.
Due to the severe damage, there were countless deaths and injuries inside the fortress. Wreckage and corpses were floating everywhere.
Looking at the severity of the damage, there was no possibility of repairing it. It could only be reduced to a special satellite.
