Every stellar system had its own sun.
This sun was in a period of absolute tranquility; it was much gentler than the other stars.
Yet, it was nevertheless a permanent star, exuding endless light and heat, which was dangerous for any life form.
The ring on Jing Jiu's finger emitted a green glow, which should be a certain formation that helped it resist the high temperature.
The black backpack was hard to be discovered in the distant universe.
A few amulets were stuck on it. The amulets were written by Jing Jiu. They were a bit messy, but the effect was satisfactory.
The super-particle nuclear power furnace was in the backpack, and so were his clothes and the communication relay station.
Even the most tranquil star emitted a great deal of radiation all the time. It was difficult to maintain a good communication in a world full of plasma. Shen Yunmai's voice grew more intermittent. Jing Jiu turned off the communication and looked at the sun in front of him again. His usually calm eyes became exceedingly bright.
It seemed as if countless sword lights were meeting and colliding with each other.
The temperature on the surface of the sun was about six thousand degrees Celsius. Though it had some effect on his body, it was still acceptable. On the other hand, the last part of the journey to the surface of the sun was more dangerous. The corona, which had a temperature of tens of thousands or even one million degrees, was like countless sharp light swords, which could break his sword wills into pieces. Fortunately, the high-speed particles were few in number, and he had obtained the comprehensive scanning data of the permanent star through the right of access. As such, he knew the distribution of the heat region well and had made a plan for the path.
He had wanted to do this since he ascended, left Chaotian, and came to this universe; but he didn't take the risk because he didn't have enough information. Now that he had enough information and made enough preparations and calculations, he began his journey to the sun after he was certain that nothing would go wrong.
Since he was on vacation, he wanted to see some rare sceneries and visit some places that nobody had been to before.
In comparison to the huge waves, the surface of the permanent star was a better destination for him.
He was certain that the surface of the permanent star was not dangerous for him.
The temperature of the underground lava he liked to soak in was about one thousand degrees Celsius.
This world of light and plasma was like a hot spring that was slightly warmer.
The endless light and heat made the whole world extremely bright. His figure was intermittently visible, reflecting the light, as if he were on fire.
He walked on the surface of the sun, and as long as he paid attention to avoiding the high-speed particle streams, he would be fine.
The sun was a gas or plasma. Walking on it was actually more like flying. It was like stepping on a lotus leaf with the tip of one's foot and floating in the air.
Of course, this was an incomparably scorching star, not a true Immortal Realm. It would greatly affect any life form, and he was no exception. There was no telling whether it was because the magnetic field was too strong or because of other reasons, but his consciousness was more or less sluggish, like a mortal who had drunk too much wine or soaked in a hot spring for too long.
If he stayed here for too long, although he could absorb enough immortal Qi, his Dao Heart would suffer irreversible damage.
He had to control the time and get things done as soon as possible.
Yes, he had taken such a huge risk to come to the surface of the star. Of course, it was not just for sightseeing. There were two things he had to deal with.
These two matters had to be dealt with on the Sun's surface. Naturally, it wasn't for the so-called sense of ceremony but for safety.
As long as he faced the sun with his back to the universe, nobody would be able to see what he was doing.
Neither the powerful Cultivation practitioners like the Grandmasters of Aoyama nor the most advanced detection devices of the distant ancient civilization could see his hands through the huge burning fireball.
To put it more precisely, it was his right hand.
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After leaving the Long-Ruler Galaxy swallowed by the Sea of Dark Matter, Jing Jiu had been holding his right hand, sometimes on the windowsill, sometimes behind him. Shen Yunmai didn't notice this; it was because he had done this earlier on the voyage. He looked like an elegant fairy man.
It wasn't until he came to the surface of the sun that he loosened his fist.
A dead cockroach was lying on his palm in Silence.
This cockroach was already dead after being contaminated by the darkness. For some reason, Jing Jiu held it in his hand instead of blasting it into pieces by remote control.
He intended to do an experiment or research.
The humans hadn't figured out how the Sea of Dark Matter could contaminate the lives or the organic matter. It was because a link was missing, which was what the medium was. The law of causality was still stable in both Chaotian and this world. There must be a bridge between two objects, no matter whether it was the invisible magnetic field or the gravitational force. What was the "force" of the Sea of Dark Matter infecting the lives? What were those "existences" that could block the light of the permanent star?
The infected monsters on the 857 Base were all in a stable state, so the spores produced by them weren't as strong as the "fresh" cockroach. Of course, the fresher the spores were, the more dangerous they were, even though the tests had proven that the risk of the cockroach being infected was minimal. Yet, if this cockroach infected the soldiers on the battleship or the vacationers on the planet, it was hard to say how many people would die.
He didn't allow any possibility of the secret being leaked out. As such, he didn't trust any other apparatus, even if it was the most airtight one in the world. He only trusted his own hands. Nobody could damage his body. His hands were the safest and most airtight apparatus. Should anything go wrong, he could use the sword fire to eliminate the danger in a short time.
Bringing the dead cockroach here from the Long Ruler Galaxy was part of the experiment.
He was certain that the infected cockroach wouldn't contaminate his body. As for his spiritual soul, it was still unknown because he hadn't contacted the Sea of Dark Matter directly.
The pure and tangible sword wills came out from his fingers and covered the dead cockroach like water, ensuring that it wouldn't be burned by the high temperature and that the spores inside the cockroach wouldn't escape.
Looking at the cockroach in his palm in Silence, Jing Jiu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if they were emitting two glows. The scene in his field of vision was expanding rapidly.
Relying on the endless fairy energy, he employed his Sword Heart to the extreme, achieving a state where he could observe things in detail.
To use an inappropriate analogy, his eyes were like a double-barrel transmission electron microscope at the moment.
If his Cultivation state was higher and his sword wills were stronger, his sword eyes might become a more advanced observation apparatus, like Shen Yunmai's eyes.
Of course, it was something to be discussed later.
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His field of vision grew larger and larger, pausing a few times in the process.
Jing Jiu saw a few living blood thumbs. After observing them for a while, he summoned his will to obliterate them. Then, he saw some living spores. There were not many of them, but they looked dreadful. They were round in shape and covered with many tentacles. They looked like a virus, but they also looked like the miniaturized version of the mother nest monsters he had seen before.
How did these spores come into being? His line of sight continued looking at the tiny parts of the spores, and then he saw a patch of dust.
The earliest transmission electron microscope could observe the atomic structure of the crystalline materials, but it couldn't observe the atomic level of the biological materials, because it involved the bombardment of the particles.
His view was different from the principle of the electron microscope. His observation was more direct, and he was certain that the tiny dust was a fragment of a special type of particle. The research conducted by the 857 Base and the Science Academy of the Federation had confirmed this fact a long time ago; but the general opinion was that those particles were a variation of the slow neutrinos in the main universe.
This theory didn't satisfy Jing Jiu, because it didn't solve the fundamental problem: where did the variation come from? And human beings hadn't been able to capture the neutrinos yet; why would they make such a careless decision? Or was it because the scientific community was under the pressure of the whole civilization, and they only wanted to propose one possibility first?
After a long while, Jing Jiu finished observing the spores. He pulled back his line of sight from the dead cockroach and reached his hand into the sun after some thought.
Reaching into the sun was just a poetic way of saying it. To be exact, he reached his hand into the plasma of light.
What was strange was that his hand stopped in the scorching and bright light for a long time. It was unknown whether he was fiddling with something or feeling something.
In fact, it was neither. His hand kept reaching into the deep part of the sun.
His face grew paler, not because of the light of the permanent star, but because of his own color. He even seemed to be in pain.
This was a rare occurrence.
His face didn't show any expression when the Great Grandmaster Nan Qü cut off his earlobe with a sword and mended his sea.
If he had known that Shen Yunmai was pursuing pain, he would have suggested that he come here to have a try.
After a long while, Jing Jiu finally pulled back his right hand from the deep part of the sun. The dead cockroach had disappeared without a trace, leaving only his clean palm.
He was satisfied with the result. He rose to his feet and flew toward the outside of the sun.
He came to the outer space in the scorching and dangerous corona. He turned around and saw the full appearance of the sun, a faint smile showing on his face.
She said that she wanted to see the sun in the human world.
He came to see her.
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Jing Jiu flew to a space not far from the sun, removed the amulet, took out the blue hoodie, and put on the silver-rimmed glasses. He had turned from the independent Son of the Sun to the Chief Advisor of the military of the Federation.
He returned to the Scorching-Sun Battleship after passing a small planet.
The Scorching-Sun Battleship had been anchored in the space between the sun and the companion planet of high mass.
Most of the officers and soldiers had been rewarded with military exploits and taken the shuttle to the planets for vacation. The battleship appeared empty and deserted.
Of course, all this had nothing to do with Jing Jiu. He went to the laboratory on the battleship and started recording the data on the workbench.
Today, he had reached the deep part of the permanent star and got in touch with the world that was previously inaccessible to humans. He had obtained the first-hand data, which was a real treasure for the scientific community.
The data kept appearing on the light screen. Some of them formed a curve, which was the abnormal behavior of the nuclear fusion.
It was then that the Scorching-Sun Battleship suddenly received an energy fluctuation from a distant holiday planet.
The energy fluctuation formed a curve on the light screen, which was similar to the curve recorded by Jing Jiu.
But how could a sun be born on a holiday planet?
It was not until then that the control system of the Scorching-Sun Battleship issued a shrill alarm. The captain walked to the command hall in a hurry in his pajamas. Seeing the warning in the alarm system, his expression changed abruptly. After ascertaining that the Advisor had returned to the battleship, he dashed toward the suite at the head of the battleship without hesitation. However, when he pushed open the cabin door, he found no one inside.
A bright sword light appeared in the space, heading toward the blue planet at an unimaginable speed.
The faint yellow permanent star and the long band of light were as peaceful as before. The tourists on the spaceships had no idea what had happened.
Twenty-seven minutes later, the sword light arrived outside the atmospheric layer of the blue planet.
Most of the blue planet was covered by the boundless ocean. Numerous walls of water in the area of giant waves formed many white lines, which could be seen clearly from a long distance away. By then, many of the white lines had been washed away. A huge flower full of light, heat, and radiation rose from the bottom of the ocean to the edge of the atmosphere, covering at least tens of thousands of square kilometers.
Even the most powerful super multi-phase nuclear bomb couldn't be so powerful. What on earth had happened?
The sword light belonged to Jing Jiu.
The blue hoodie he had put on not long ago had turned into a puff of green smoke. The black backpack had also vanished. It was unclear where he had hidden the miniature power furnace.
Since the space was close to the real void, the friction on clothes was negligible. However, his speed was so appalling that nothing could withstand his speed except his own body.
The huge flower that reached the edge of the atmosphere was white, and the bottom part was black and gray, with some faint lightning inside.
Jing Jiu flew toward the huge flower without hesitation. Like a bird landing in the clouds, he disappeared without a trace in an instant.
A few seconds later, a small thread emerged from the scorching and radiating clouds. It broke through countless giant waves and arrived at the center of the explosion.
Countless giant waves fell toward a certain place, but they couldn't reach it. They hit the void and then turned back, forming even bigger waves, rumbling like thunder.
The void was a powerful formation that isolated the ocean, exposing the sand and rocks at the bottom of the ocean.
The mushroom cloud rising to the sky was unimaginably huge. The crater formed by the explosion was much smaller, but the sand and rocks within dozens of square kilometers were instantly melted into sulphur glass and lava by the high temperature. It was a spectacular scene.
The wreckage of a cruise ship was scattered at the edge of the crater, as well as many scorched or half-vaporized corpses of tourists.
Jing Jiu found the guy after passing through the steaming water vapor and the incessant sparks of lava.
A small part of Shen Yunmai's body was left. To be exact, only the part above his chest was left, and his right arm was missing.
A part of his face was also missing. The scorched black metal was exposed under the scorched bionic high-strength composite material. His two eyes were still there, staring at the sky blankly. They were no longer black and white, and they seemed lifeless.
Jing Jiu slowly reached out his hand to Shen Yunmai's face, as if he was going to close his eyes.
Shen Yunmai's eyes … suddenly blinked rapidly.
His eyes blinked so fast that they almost left a residual shadow. An ordinary person would not be able to see them clearly.
Jing Jiu could understand that it was the standard code of the military of the Federation. He didn't have the patience to play games with Shen Yunmai, so he reached out his hand to fix the information transmission device.
Shen Yunmai was still blinking his eyes, but his speed was a bit slower. "I think I can still be saved," he said in a slightly mechanical voice.
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