Let's start by analyzing the sun

In the vast sea of stars.

Cheng Han's avatar, gazing at the dazzling green lights that continuously flickered in the darkness, couldn't help but mutter, "So beautiful!"

Almost every second.

Within his field of vision, he could see at least a hundred green dots.

It was certain that outside his field of vision, the number of green lights would only be greater.

In fact.

The green lights that Cheng Han saw were precisely the lights of the Myriad Hao Divine Banyan tree's teleportation.

Since the evacuation order was urgently issued, inter-world teleportation had been unfolding at the fastest speed.

The frequency and scale of this teleportation were unprecedented in Cheng Han's life.

This also indicated that the Divine-level big shots of the Myriad Hao race fully understood the seriousness of the matter, and were doing their best to teleport.

Cheng Han stared fixedly for a while, and sighed softly: "The tribulation of the era has already arrived; large-scale evacuations like this may become frequent in the future."

Although this was just a guess, he had a very strong premonition that this was the truth.

As the hordes of calamity insects appeared in more and more small worlds, although the strength of the Myriad Hao race was strong, it was unlikely that they could defend all the small worlds.

If multiple small worlds were attacked by insect hordes, the Myriad Hao race would inevitably face trade-offs, and would inevitably abandon some unimportant small worlds.

In a word.

Tragedy was about to unfold.

Cheng Han reined in his wandering thoughts and muttered, "The farther away from the Star Realm of Gods, the greater the safety. I should leave this place first."

He watched for a while, deliberately choosing a direction with fewer green lights, and decisively stimulated the True Flame Profound Seal with his mental power.

The next moment.

Cheng Han's figure disappeared.

Only a few faint spots of light were left in place, and then they dimmed and extinguished.

This was precisely the flash escape secret technique – Leap of Radiance.

Subsequently.

Two thousand eight hundred kilometers away.

In a sparse floating forest.

Cheng Han's figure appeared out of thin air.

He sensed the flash escape process and nodded with considerable satisfaction: "After advancing to the High-Rank Profound Overseer and understanding the secrets of Holy Light, the flash escape distance has increased too much."

Back then, in the ocean battlefield of Youmiao World, the limit of a full-force flash escape was only three hundred kilometers.

In comparison.

It was almost ten times that.

Especially recently, after thoroughly analyzing the mysteries of the power of Holy Light, and drawing on the flash escape method of the Birdmen, Leap of Radiance had taken a leap forward.

Cheng Han smiled triumphantly: "Below the Divine General rank, there shouldn't be a second person whose flash escape distance is greater than mine, right?"

*

One hour later.

Cheng Han flashed over a hundred times in a row, crossing a distance of hundreds of thousands of kilometers in one go.

Compared to Divine-level experts, this movement speed was not slow.

If it were some Divine-level experts who had not mastered flash escape and were not good at flying, their speed might not even be as good as his.

This was the awesome thing about Leap of Radiance.

At this moment.

Observing the Jupiter rings on the left and right sides, emitting a faint green light, they appeared somewhat sparse.

This place was considered the rear area of the Myriad Hao race, and also an extremely barren area in terms of resources.

Cheng Han also noticed that many Jupiter rings were already empty.

He knew at a glance that the Divine Generals had strategically abandoned some Jupiter rings and gathered on some Jupiter rings with convenient transportation.

The reason for doing so was naturally to speed up the evacuation.

Cheng Han commented: "The Divine Generals' reaction speed is quite fast!"

Looking back at the rear.

The size of the super-giant star disk in the distance did not seem to have changed at all.

This was actually quite normal.

After all, the Celestial God Star Sea was a rare large world, and also a peculiar semi-gaseous world.

Its range was too large; hundreds of thousands of kilometers was nothing.

However, Cheng Han, relying on his super eyesight, keenly noticed something different.

That was – the brightness of the core area of the super-giant star disk was faintly dimmed.

He had a more direct understanding of the disaster: "The Star Realm of Gods has countless Celestial God Stars; at least a million stars must have been destroyed to cause this change."

Cheng Han swore: "It's only been less than two hours, and so many Celestial God Stars have been destroyed; this is too terrifying, isn't it?"

He sighed again: "This time, I'm really witnessing history."

Just then.

Cheng Han felt something and turned his head to look at a small floating forest in the right front.

A phantom image emerged, and a Falcon Hunter warplane appeared on it.

Most of its fuselage was inserted into a withered tree sphere, and the left wing was already broken.

If one didn't observe carefully, one wouldn't know that there was a warplane hidden inside the tree sphere.

Judging from the dirty fuselage, it had been in this state for some time.

Cheng Han was a little strange: "This place is three or four thousand kilometers away from the nearest Jupiter ring; how could there be a warplane?"

He habitually did a deduction and then understood the reason.

A routine patrol, a malfunction, a plane crash, and a fantastic star sea drift, together created this scene.

Cheng Han chuckled: "The pilot has persisted for a month and hasn't died yet, and has drifted so far; this is really rare."

As far as he knew, such missing incidents were not uncommon.

Each Jupiter ring usually sent a team of warplanes to search for a few days, and if there were no results, they would give up and report the missing person as killed in action.

No way.

After all, this was a battlefield, and there were too many dangers in the sea of stars.

The unlucky guy in front of him broke the communication formation during the crash, and happened to encounter a relatively strong "wind flow," that is, the "ocean current" in the sea of stars, and was blown to this remote location.

*

More than a hundred kilometers away.

Lu Bing squatted on the right wing, staring blankly at the Jupiter ring that had turned into a small dot, his heart full of despair.

"Whoosh～"

The wind blew.

The warplane inserted into the tree sphere was still slowly drifting into the distance.

After a long while.

Lu Bing came back to his senses and cursed fiercely: "Damn search and rescue team, when are you coming to save me?"

As early as the first few days before the accident, he had tried various self-rescue methods, but none of them were useful.

He even tried to "swim" back from the sea of stars alone.

But after experimenting, Lu Bing realized that this was a terrible idea.

This was a wind flow zone, and the speed at which he swam forward was not as fast as the speed at which he was blown backward by the wind.

What was worse, the feeling of floating alone in the airspace was too terrible.

Lu Bing gave up the attempt and "swam" back to the damaged warplane.

To this day.

Although he already understood that the possibility of the search and rescue team coming was extremely low, out of the instinct to survive, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Grumble～"

His stomach suddenly growled.

Lu Bing felt the strong hunger, deftly returned to the cockpit, and took out a piece of dry food.

In order to cope with accidents, each Falcon Hunter had a food storage room, which stored fifteen days' worth of food.

He took a bite of the hard dry food stick, and worriedly muttered: "If I had known, I would have eaten less before; now there are only five portions of food left, and even if I save it, I can only last for half a month at most."

A few seconds later.

"Dong! Dong!"

The cockpit was suddenly knocked.