Above his Spiritual World, dozens of faintly glowing stars were scattered across the four celestial quadrants.
A faint purple glow seeped out from the dense web of subspace rifts outside, transforming into slender streams of flowing light that entered his body.
Beside him, Fei Lin's eyes were also shut tight. Her long hair, like a waterfall, swayed gently in the breeze, and a faint, dark purple layer of particles gathered on her skin.
Not far away, Sage floated above the deck. His fiery-red, flame-like body was wreathed in the Power of Void, which swirled around him like tassels.
A little over an hour later, Han Ning slowly opened his eyes, a hint of fatigue within them.
The shimmering purple particles around his body vanished.
'Phew... I never thought that in this dangerous subspace storm zone, the density of Power of Void particles would be so high. It's Energy that's become the scarce resource.'
