A while later, just as Wang Zhifan had instinctively felt, he saw the cylindrical alien spaceship and the purple giant moth collide once more. Shortly after, they collectively vanished again, repeatedly reenacting the previous collision scene.
No matter how one looked at it, there was something strange about this, as he was absolutely certain that both were real technological creations and special life forms, not illusions made for repeated viewing. This made him think about intervening to see if he could change their ceaseless collision and destruction outcome.
"Maybe if I stop their constant collisions, I might discover something... but is it really without any risks?"
With this thought in mind, Wang Zhifan placed his right hand on the hilt of the Cyan Emperor Saber, hesitating internally.
