The ancient star dazzled, the void vast. Li Qingming and a crowd gathered outside the ancient star, hesitating to advance.
"Sir, we can't get in! This ring of gray-white gas is incredibly fierce. Our fleshly bodies simply can't withstand this kind of pressure!" A Quasi-Saint Middle Stage Great Power complained bitterly in front of Li Qingming.
Li Qingquan flew over from not far away and said, "Yes, big brother, I estimate that even the quasi-saints can't get in!"
"Is this the Outer Realm Energy?" Li Qingming frowned as he looked at the gray-white gas floating outside, feeling an indescribable throbbing in his heart.
"Indeed! Qingmingzi, with such a ring of Outer Realm Energy guarding, no wonder that Chasing Daoist dare to hide here so arrogantly!" Yin Xi casually threw a meteorite outside the ring of gray-white gas.
"Bang!"
As soon as the two contacted, the meteorite was completely eroded into ashes.
"Hisss!"
