While flying through the void, the defensive layer of the Martyr’s Palace kept the ship safe from the cruel void environment outside. Yet, it offered no protection from the void origin power and the cold.

The omnipresent void origin power was like air for a void colossus—there was no need to defend against it. As for the cold, these massive, powerful entities couldn’t even feel it.

Ordinary humans, however, would need to protect themselves with origin power at all times in order to survive under such environments. Those below the champion realm could only endure for a limited time. Even for champions, they were only able to last longer than the others.

Qianye glanced at the flight map. All the staff had been instructed to rest and take turns operating the two engines.

The two engines that were capable of moving destroyers had very little effect on the Martyr’s Palace. All they could do was increase the vessel’s speed by a dozen or so kilometers per hour, and even that required a period of acceleration. Comparatively, that fully installed kinetic sail was a bit better.

Most of the ship crew had returned to the safety of the cabin, and only Qianye was moving around unhindered throughout the giant ship. He simply flew up to the Earth Dragon’s head and stood gazing at the boundless beauty of the void, his mind full of thoughts.

There was no day and night on the void journey, and two days passed by in the blink of an eye.

In the depths...