As for the bizarre phenomena, what no one expected was that it didn't just exist within this dimension—its interference extended even into the Magic Crystal civilization's world. Moreover, its growth in that dimension was far more terrifying, to the point where it could destabilize the universe and cause its collapse. Aside from the Black Hole, nothing else could suppress the bizarre phenomena anymore.
Feng Yi wasn't aware of the thoughts the others had about him—or rather, the mental impression he conveyed to them was limited only to the role of the Third Rhythm. Yet, as his soul's magnetic field was weak, it was akin to an unlocked door that could be casually pushed open. Everyone merely followed the path and gently nudged the door ajar. In those fleeting moments, they'd gleaned snippets of Feng Yi's past.
Clearly, Feng Yi himself had no idea that everyone was delving into his memories and observing his thoughts. The brief silence was soon broken again by his voice. Feng Yi said, "By now, you should understand the essence of the Third Rhythm. Traversing space shouldn't be that difficult. Everyone, prepare yourselves quickly."
In terms of mental prowess, Zhang Xiaobo was the weakest among them. He was the first to draw back his thoughts, seemingly lost in contemplation as he shot Feng Yi a deep look. He opened his mouth as though to speak but hesitated, eventually opting to merely pat Feng Yi on the shoulder lightly. "Brother, I trust you."
And then there was Feng Yi as a youth, alongside Blade Warrior, Sky Shadow, Roland, and Mengdie...
In that moment, vivid images floated in everyone's mind—visions of Feng Yi during his time in the alternate dimensions, where his heroic demeanor stood in stark contrast. Back then, Feng Yi had led the group in rapid transdimensional traversal. With each stride, it felt as though he was crossing light-years. As he made consecutive leaps, the group's forms flickered—disappearing, reappearing, and vanishing again—until, after countless jumps, he had finally led them out of that fantastical world.
Now, Feng Yi was set to use the same method to lead a different group out. Blade Warrior couldn't help but wonder if Feng Yi would once again sacrifice himself, as he had the previous time, ensuring others escaped while he remained behind...
When Blade Warrior voiced this concern, the gravity of the situation dawned on everyone. Right—would Feng Yi...?
"Quickly, change your suits. We don't have time to waste."
Feng Yi's gaze was uncharacteristically stern as he barked at Blade Warrior, his tone brooking no argument.
In the past, although Feng Yi had been formidable, he was never as unwavering as he was now. He used to be considerate of others' feelings. But now—or rather, ever since that pivotal moment before his death—Feng Yi had matured significantly. He had become serious, resilient, and solemn, capable of leadership and handling challenges with calm decisiveness. He approached problems with critical insight and possessed farsighted wisdom, as if he had become a truly awakened Male Eagle.
More importantly, no one could find fault in anything he said.
Even Blade Warrior, usually known for her commanding presence, faltered under his authority, muttering like a disgruntled child prepared to comply. "Fine, I'll change. Geez, so bossy."
Roland: "..." She could do nothing but put on her spacesuit.
Sky Shadow, agreeing wholeheartedly with Feng Yi, immediately sprang into action.
Mengdie remained motionless. But Feng Yi, unlike before when he would affectionately call her his "little fangirl," addressed her seriously and insisted, with no trace of pleasantries or romantic undertones, that she change into her spacesuit immediately.
In an unexpected turn of events, Feng Yi's commanding presence was so overwhelming that even Mengdie, who was known for being stubborn, obediently retreated to her quarters to change—like a well-behaved young girl.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Incredible!" The chubby man gave Feng Yi a thumbs-up, exclaiming the word "brilliant" numerous times in succession as if it were the only way to express his heartfelt admiration for his old friend.
His antics hadn't changed a bit, but this was the chubby man Feng Yi knew well. Observing him, Feng Yi could only sigh helplessly before reminding everyone to hold onto him tightly—departure was imminent.
As for the Time-Space Transfer Device, it was far too large to transport. They carried what tools they could and inputted commands into the device, setting it to automatic cruising mode. That was the best they could do.
Before long, with the second release of Feng Yi's mental power, everyone's figures instantly appeared in a region beyond the planetary domain.
But prior to this, Feng Yi had stood in place, hesitating for an extended time, as he expanded his mental power to encompass a larger range. Feng Yi's decision to leave the binary stars quickly was meant to prevent the bizarre phenomena from detecting him right away.
The rationale behind this method was multi-fold: First, by dispersing his mental power across a vast expanse, he could leap far away in an instant. This allowed him to swiftly exit the planet's surface and escape the binary stars' atmosphere. The bizarre phenomena were unlikely to sense his abrupt departure since distant energies wouldn't register, nor would they suspect that Feng Yi had used the Third Rhythm for instantaneous escape. This helped preserve his greatest trump card.
Of course, his mental dispersion couldn't last too long—any delay would allow the bizarre phenomena to catch up and expose him.
Second, moving through the vacuum of space differed immensely from movement on the ground. The vastness of the universe made it crucial to orient oneself correctly. Thus, the initial jumps had to be both frequent and far-reaching, enabling better spatial sense and directional coordination, preventing errors in positioning.
In an instant, the group left the planet's surface and appeared beyond the domain of the binary stars. Seconds later, the surroundings transformed multiple times without warning, and they found themselves far within the Kuiper Belt.
Everyone could distinctly sense the countless asteroid belts in the distance—a famed region known as the Kuiper Belt V583 asteroid zone. But none of them had imagined they'd someday be donning spacesuits, standing in outer space. The experience felt utterly surreal.
Ssssss... ssssss...
Feng Yi moved and then moved again, making consecutive jumps as the intervals between each leap grew larger. As his mental power steadily extended, the binary stars swiftly vanished from view. Even the intense radiance emitted by the stellar bodies grew progressively weaker in the vast emptiness of the cosmos...
The group, connected to Feng Yi through synchronized movements, appeared solid at one moment, only to dissolve into molecular manifestations the next. The resulting entanglement resembled brilliant blue-shifted ripples of starlight that emerged across the void before fading away repeatedly.
In mere moments, even the Sun of the binary stars became a flickering speck, a blurry cloud of multicolored light hanging coldly in the celestial vault—dim yet a testament to their presence.
Who could have imagined that the stars on the horizon were the very spot they'd stood minutes ago? The sheer vastness of the light-years they'd traversed inspired a surge of bittersweet emotions within everyone's hearts.
"Damn, that's so awesome!" The chubby man was the first to exclaim in awe, marveling over everything he'd experienced. If not for witnessing it firsthand, he would've never believed he'd been part of such an epic and grandiose interstellar journey.
But just as Zhang Xiaobo's voice reached the others' minds, the sound wave abruptly vanished during molecular quantification...
"You talk too much."
Blade Warrior instinctively reminded the chubby man to keep his chatter to a minimum. But her words were cut short—their voices dissipated halfway through, and the group only caught the first two words over the communication system.
Of course, Feng Yi couldn't hear the others' conversation since there was no oxygen in space to carry sound waves. But through the Third Rhythm's mental connection, he could effortlessly sense each person's every move.
What set him apart was that Feng Yi wasn't wearing a space suit at all. Wearing one would only restrict his movement and vision within the cosmos. The positioning for the Third Rhythm didn't rely on technological tools but depended instead on sensing one's surroundings. Space suits would undoubtedly impede his perception.
Once Feng Yi entered a meditative state—especially during a large jump—his body had to remain in relative comfort and unbound conditions to achieve optimal effect. With prior training to survive in outer space without a suit, this posed no difficulty for him.
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