The road is right under your feet

Shirahoshi's arm muscles were tense, veins bulging, and he gripped the armrests of the seat tightly.

Just as he grabbed the handrail, the ground tilted violently.

His body lost balance and flew into the air, falling off the rightmost handrail and could only hurriedly grab the opposite handrail.

There was a wall at his feet and the situation was critical.

He felt his heartbeat quickening. Without further hesitation, he stretched out his legs with difficulty and hooked them on the table in front of the chair, then used all his strength to turn over and climb onto the seat.

As soon as he sat down, several transparent buckles popped out from the back of the chair and wrapped around him tightly like a seat belt, securing him to the seat and protecting him from the ensuing bumps.

Bai Xing breathed a sigh of relief. This thing was like a seat belt, firmly fixing him on the chair and also helping him avoid a new round of tilting.

No, it's not just a tilt...

Shirahoshi's eyes rolled back and he tried to look down, only to find that he was looking at the ceiling and he was hanging upside down at the top of the room.

At this moment, everything is turned upside down.

His throat rolled up and down, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. If he really fell headfirst...

Shirahoshi raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead, trying to calm his breathing, but his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of red.

He was stunned for a moment, then reached out again to touch the place he had just touched, but his fingers touched wet and warm blood.

"..."

Bai Xing exhaled slowly and began to observe his surroundings carefully.

The first thing he noticed was a huge control console covered with various buttons and a transparent light panel in the center that looked like a touch screen.

His sight moved upward along the operating table, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him: through the towering French windows, he saw a dark area with a few flashes of light in it. They quickly retreated, forming strips of light, as if it was a visual illusion caused by high-speed movement.

Even though Bai Xing was a veteran of many battles, he still felt dizzy.

It all looks like something is moving at an incredible speed, creating this confusing scene.

Bai Xing shifted his gaze, looked around, and was surprised to find that this was - the cockpit?

He seemed to be thinking about something, and he stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped. The transparent light panel in front of him immediately lit up, revealing a huge interface with more keys than an ordinary keyboard.

His eyes narrowed slightly and his fingers danced on the keyboard like a performer jumping on the keys.

All of a sudden, multiple transparent light panels appeared on the console, with text and symbols on them rapidly updating, displaying various data streams.

As he operated, the vibration in the cabin gradually subsided, and everything returned to stability and no longer shook.

"Boom-boom-"

Before the tense atmosphere eased, the fuselage suddenly shook violently, accompanied by a deafening crash.

"Alarm, alarm, the shield is damaged by 20%..."

"Alarm, alarm, the shield is damaged by 30%..."

The flashing red warning lights on the console are dazzling and blinding.

At the same time, several screens nearby lit up with images, clearly showing the scene of the meteorite hitting the protective shield.

Bai Xing's fingertips danced rapidly on the keyboard, almost leaving an illusion. He controlled the mecha to dodge flexibly among the dense debris, trying his best to avoid fatal collisions.

Ten minutes later, the alarm stopped abruptly and the cabin returned to silence. Bai Xing stopped his busy operations and took a deep breath.

According to the data he had just analyzed, he found himself in the cockpit of a mecha, and most likely in a time tunnel.

The environment here is extremely unstable, anything can happen, and the situation is extremely dangerous.

He didn't have time to think about why he was here out of nowhere or how he got into the cockpit.

The current priority is to find a way out.

He checked the navigation route, but found that there was no preset path, indicating that the current location was in an unknown time and space tunnel with no clear destination.

This means that the mecha may continue to travel endlessly until its energy is exhausted and it is trapped here, or it encounters a disaster and the mecha is destroyed and the people on board die.

The only hope is to escape from this unknown tunnel.

Bai Xing's fingertips danced on the keyboard again, and more information panels appeared, complex and difficult to distinguish, dazzling. But he seemed calm and unhurried, as if everything was under his control.

At this tense moment, Bai Xing did not notice that not far behind him, there was a blurry figure stuck in a narrow space.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Bai Xing leaned back in his chair, gently pressing his brows with his thumb and index finger, concentrating on solving the dilemma at hand.

His brows were furrowed, his fingers continued to fly on the console, and then he pressed a button.

"Dear Mr. Shirahoshi, 211I is here to serve you." A virtual image appeared, an image of a handsome young man.

Bai Xing looked at him expressionlessly, "Get me a bottle of nutrient solution."

"Sorry, Mr. Shirahoshi, the nutrient solution in the cabin has been used up."

Bai Xing was silent for a moment, "Then give me a bottle of recovery potion."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shirahoshi, the recovery potion in the cabin has also been exhausted."

Bai Xing sighed. Usually there would be enough nutrient solution and recovery potions on the mecha to last for seven days, but the current situation was obviously unusual.

He waved his hand to make the virtual image disappear, his mind full of questions.

Hmm? Bai Xing keenly captured the subtle fluctuations of space-time energy, and his fingertips accelerated accordingly.

'Locking the target area...'

'Emergency jump procedure initiated...'

"Countdown, three, two, one..."

In the boundless tunnel of time and space, a huge ball of light suddenly rushed towards the crack in front.

Then, it flashed by and quickly crossed to another gap, as if shuttling between jumps.

……

Xuanling Continent, Qinghui Mountains.

“Your Highness, except for the Central Region and the Northern Region, the other two regions of Cangzhou have strong men leading their disciples here, with as many as hundreds and as few as dozens.

In addition, there were hundreds of independent cultivators who came here after hearing the news, including some powerful ones at the Spiritual Sect level.

There was no movement in other continents."

A man in black clothes knelt on one knee respectfully in the air, facing the tall figure standing in the air in front of him, and spoke in a low and respectful voice.

A thousand meters ahead of them, there were no less than five forces, neatly arranged in a semicircle, each occupying a favorable position, all facing the entrance of a mountain range.

There were still a few scattered people wandering around, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

The prince was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and wore a jade crown on his head. His facial lines were smooth, his deep features and three-dimensional contours seemed as if they were carved, and his eyes were calm and sharp.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind, and stared deeply at the scene in the distance.

After hearing the report, he just responded lightly and waved his hand to let the man go away.

"Yes, I obey."

After saying that, the man in black saluted, then stood up and stepped back, standing behind His Highness on the right side with an upright posture and eyes not looking away.

At the same time, a figure standing on the other side, also dressed in black, asked, "Your Highness, Qinghui Mountain Range is the border of Dayun, a place of controversy. This time, there was such a big commotion. Why did you allow these people to go there?"