Lu Yin had long since noticed that his Cosmic Art’s simulation of the stars’ orbits had become much faster, and the ninth star was already distinctly visible. With just a bit more effort and time, he would be able to stabilize the ninth star. A month seemed about right, and that was coincidentally how long it would take him to travel back to Astral-10.

He didn’t know how far his fellow students back in Astral-10 had progressed in their cultivation, as he had been absent for about four months in total. They should have all experienced a rather huge jump in improvement, and some of them had perhaps already entered the trial zones. When he thought of what the other Astral-10 students’ experiences in the trial zones would be, Lu Yin felt a hint of schadenfreude surface in his heart. He had suffered so badly as the top student—the others would definitely have it much worse.

Not two days later, while Lu Yin was cultivating his Cosmic Art, alarms suddenly rang throughout his spacecraft. “Warning, a spacecraft is obstructing the route ahead. Warning, a spacecraft is obstructing the route ahead.”

Lu Yin looked out and saw a warship standing in his path. His heart sank, as he had previously witnessed the terror of a warship; it had destroyed a planet along with all the Explorers...