Su Qing entered the cockpit.
He selected the Taichu Daoist Palace as his destination.
Almost instantly, the view outside blurred, and then everything turned black.
The speed was so fast that even light couldn't get in.
This was perfectly normal.
'The speed of a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact is truly no match for someone in the Twelfth Realm like me.'
'The gap is huge.'
Even when Su Qing tried to perceive the outside world with his soul, he felt as though the immense speed was tearing his soul apart.
The speed was incredible.
The silver blood that Zhu Yuan had coughed up earlier appeared in Su Qing's hand once more.
'I don't know how to heal a Time Dragon.'
'But Standardization should work.'
'But Zhu Yuan has to ingest it herself, or it has to be something that heals on contact.'
'I can't let the secret of Standardization get out.'
This was what Su Qing wanted.
The existence of Standardization could not be revealed.
