No True God descended, no connection to the Spirit Realm, all means of contact lost... In Ling Chiyue's eyes, this Immortal Shuttle is nothing more than a coffin.
After all, no matter how powerful the Immortal Shuttle is, it can't unleash much power in Zhang Yu's hands.
Outside, Ling Chiyue would still need to be wary of the privileges of the Immortal Shuttle.
But here, Ling Chiyue is fully confident that he can kill his opponent on the spot. The only considerations are how much power it will take and whether there's a possibility of getting injured.
"Is it necessary?"
Ling Chiyue withdrew his gaze, secretly thinking: "Do I need to waste energy and even get slightly injured by the Immortal Shuttle... to deal with Zhang Yu?"
He looked at the Experimental Zone ahead and could only see darkness interspersed with a few specks of Divinity Transformation Divine Light, like a mystical night sky dotted with stars.
