What came into view was a massive, circular basin.
It lay nestled on the dim earth, like a giant scar branded on the surface of the Moon, with a diameter of up to 200 kilometers and a depth of seven to eight kilometers at its deepest point.
At this moment, a rift more than a hundred meters wide cut through the entire basin, splitting the vast area in two, dividing it into halves.
"Galileo Basin!"
"And that rift!"
Ying Yue and the Eagle Headed God exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of joy in each other's eyes, then their figures flashed towards the rift.
"According to our radar positioning, the rescue signal was sent from the middle part of the rift, we'll go straight to the middle and then search both sides!"
"Alright!"
"Remember, be careful!"
"I understand!"
Here, whether it was the threat from the Temple of the Gods or the unknown entity sending the signal, vigilance and caution were paramount. No complacency allowed.