The deeper they ventured, the larger the floating meteorites became. Some were even comparable in size to small planets.
Cosmic dust and nebular clouds gathered here, forming a natural labyrinth fraught with unknowns and perils.
Soon, after they bypassed a colossal iron-core meteorite over a thousand kilometers in diameter, the view before them suddenly opened up.
A relatively open expanse of space appeared before them.
In the center of this expanse, a great number of Martial Artists had already gathered.
Qin Feng's eyes swept over the scene, and his focus instantly sharpened.
As far as he could see, over a hundred Planet-level Strongmen of various forms were suspended in the void.
Some were in small groups, having formed temporary alliances. Others stood alone, occupying advantageous positions. All of them maintained a delicate yet dangerous distance from one another.
