Apparently, Ying Yaoshi was injured, and not lightly.
"Is the crisis over?" Ning Xuan didn't answer his question, asking one of her own instead.
"No. We've only exhausted the aberrant creatures that were supplying the wormhole with energy. The wormhole itself still possesses immense destructive power."
"When the wormhole self-destructs, the Ten Thousand Meteor Starship will bear the brunt of the impact. As a crucial barrier for maintaining spatial stability, the ship can't evade it. Everyone on board will be in grave danger."
"There's no escape for you here. You shouldn't have come," Ying Yaoshi sighed.
"So this place is dangerous, but the base isn't? You knew it was dangerous here, yet you still tricked me into coming. I only planned to stay for a month, and I'm already over my time," Ning Xuan said, looking at him.
"I'm so sorry." Ying Yaoshi lowered his head in guilt.
