This time, Jeming extended the Light Transformation Escape Technique to an unprecedented duration.
Rainbow light pierced through the sky, traversing wastelands, rocky mountains, dried ancient riverbeds, and landscapes rising like the bones of giant beasts.
Until his spiritual power was nearly depleted, and his soul sent waves of stinging exhaustion, he finally let the light fade, his figure reforming on a strange plain.
"Huff... ha..."
He knelt on one knee, hand pressed against the gray-white ground, his chest heaving violently, every breath seeming to carry a burning sensation.
This time, the Light Transformation had flown over twenty million kilometers.
Sustaining long-distance Light Transformation Escape, even with his current physique and the adaptation of the Body Refining Technique, was nearing his limit.
But as he lifted his head, Jeming's face cracked into an uncontrollable grin.
"Two Sixth Levels... even if they survive, they're wasted in this war."
