Under the concealing force field, a torpedo launch port at the middle section of the Otherworld Inn quietly opened, and then a faint flash shot out from it, quickly disappearing into the vast universe.
Yu Sheng, clutching a fox tail, soared into the cosmic space, draped in distant and cold starlight, flying toward the towering Star Gate structure.
He felt like a hero charging at a windmill at that moment—riding a Saturn V beneath him, wielding a trident in his left hand, and holding Xu Chu in his right.
And his "windmill" stood tall in the shadows of the stars, bathed in the heat and faint light of a failed Constant Star.
Yu Sheng even sensed a hint of romanticism in this scene—but clearly not everyone thought the same.
