The red nebula stretches vast distances, spanning several light-years, with clusters averaging temperatures soaring up to 500 degrees—a cradle for the birth of stars…

It's a place fraught with danger, not suitable for a prolonged stay. Even in protective suits, one cannot endure for more than a few minutes.

Fortunately, Feng Yi could accurately sense cold areas while in the state of the Third Rhythm. Still, even then, the temperatures hovered over 100 degrees. He simply slowed his speed in the vacuum of space and increased the frequency at which he searched for cooler regions.

As they entered the heart of the star cluster, the surrounding dust particles made it difficult for the group to see the environment outside. The sweltering heat, even with protective suits, penetrated with a hint of stuffiness, creating a sense of anxiety among them. Everyone pinned their hopes on Feng Yi, unsure of how long their suits could hold out.

Feng Yi was currently at his strongest, but crossing light-years to find an exit was still proving to be strenuous.

Feng Yi's body shuddered briefly, and his brain buzzed—a bad sign. The medicine was losing its effect. Although he maintained his speed and his psychic powers continued to spread outwards, the waning effect of the medicine meant that he would soon be unable to maintain this state.

Of course, the others did not notice the subtle changes in Feng Yi's condition, but it was only for a moment. Feng Yi knew that if they continued this way, they might all end up trapped here before finding an exit.

Hardening his resolve, his psychic powers did not wane but grew stronger. Gritting his teeth, he charged straight into a radiation zone with temperatures of 1500 degrees, and from there, switched between high-temperature areas to increase the distance of their movements.

Every time Feng Yi teleported, it covered a distance of one thousand seven hundred astronomical units. After many lightning-fast leaps, they found a door with a dense aura, 2.2 light-years away—a towering gate in the clouds that resembled a natural wormhole, emitting a distant fiery red halo under the influence of starlight.

Of course, such a far-off distance was imperceptible to anyone but Feng Yi himself. Considering their current predicament, they had no choice but to treat this as their lifeline. Without hesitation, he stepped forth and entered the Red Cloud, and in an instant, they fell into the Yellow Path Territory space.

The oppressive heat instantly vanished, replaced by another expanse of stars—dark, quiet, where one could not see their own hands in front of them.

The surrounding nebula was so familiar, like a cradle weaving dreams, creating ancient legends… As they looked towards the Milky Way in all directions, the 12 Zodiac nebulas seemed out of reach. Soon, the group in the center of the Zodiac felt a response from Heavenly Communication.

The V583 asteroid belt was right in the middle of the 12 Zodiacs. Who could imagine that the Yellow Path Territory described by the Magic Crystal civilization was actually the central region of the known human Zodiacs? The nightmarish experiences were still vivid in their minds. Just moments ago, they were in the life-threatening heat of the star nebula, and the next, they found themselves back in the cosmic space that had nurtured them.

"Where are we now…?" Xiu Yi, not well-versed in astronomy, spoke up, but it seemed they were temporarily safe.

"The V583 asteroid field. The other side of the wormhole could very well be the star nebula we just left, though it could also be connected to other wormholes," Feng Yi said uncertainly through his communicator. In his dreams, the other side of the wormhole did not present such a scene, so it was plausible that this wormhole might connect to others or be a single-line transport. They were lucky—being the heroes of a future era—or perhaps, today might also be the end of his own story?

By now, Feng Yi's psychic energy had spread far and wide. He announced, "The nearest terrestrial planet from here is Mardis. I'll take us back right away."

"Hold on, Brother Feng, let's get back to Satellite 8 immediately. We haven't claimed our reward yet," said Bai Zhexian, who was deep in debt. If not for that, he wouldn't have risked this venture. He was the first to stand and object as soon as Feng Yi finished his announcement.

"Heh, Brother Bai is as money-eyed as ever—Xiu Yi, what do you think?"

"I also suggest we head back to Satellite 8. It's very important to report the situation as soon as possible."

"Alright."

Just as Feng Yi was about to teleport, he suddenly felt an inexplicable scorching pain that seared through his body, causing his thoughts to briefly scatter and leading to a slight error in his transmission. He had no idea where on Satellite 8 they had ended up.

Ah, the drug had finally and completely worn off. He had hoped it would last a while longer, long enough for him to return to Mardis and find John, to send himself to the stars he had always longed for.

Well, this is it—the end is always a good finish.

Upon landing, Feng Yi could no longer maintain the state he had a moment ago. He suddenly retracted his psychic energy, with only the last of his strength preventing him from collapsing.

"I can only take you this far."

The drifting snow obscured Feng Yi's pale face... Bai Zhexian couldn't make out his facial expressions, and although he was puzzled as to why Feng Yi would transport them there, he didn't dwell on it, immediately bowing with a cupped-hand salute: "Take care, Brother Feng. Until we meet again."

"Take care." Feng Yi returned the salute and silently added to himself, 'until we never meet again'.

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By now, many forces had already sent out exploratory teams that had arrived at the satellite several days earlier. They were all part of a special group with physical traits beyond ordinary people, yet the investigation was still progressing slowly, and the nations could never reach a consensus. Smaller powers wanted the exploration to be shared, with the 'cake' divided equally, while large countries argued that contributions should be according to capability. Sadly, negotiations were persistently stalled without a result.

Mingfei absolutely detested those big shots for this. The higher-ups' stance was why bother with them? Either make it quick or pack up and leave. Pfft, she certainly did not like spending an extra moment on this godforsaken satellite. If it weren't for her sect's orders, she would never have set foot here.

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