"Well, I know, you always have countless reasons for yourself, shall we set off now?"
"No, I need a shuttle."
Feng Yi's earnest response couldn't help but startle Eggy, "A shuttle? Don't you plan to teleport there instantly?"
"Not all the time I'm in good shape." Feng Yi said with a wry smile and a sigh, indicating his mental power was no longer what it used to be. As his realm continued to decline, his energy seemed to start flagging. Currently, his power must be teetering between late Second-Order and the edge of First-Order. Any top expert could play me to death, not to mention undertaking a large-scale jump.
Eggy looked skyward, speechless. It knew all too well that Feng Yi could travel interstellar distances using the black mecha, but that was in the past. The black mecha's configuration didn't focus on acceleration buffering hardware, meaning Feng Yi's current physical state could hardly bear the gravitational acceleration.