Noticing that the chaotic spatial turbulence lingering on everyone from traversing the spacetime bridge was being rapidly purified by starlight, he felt somewhat reassured and said, "This place is called the Starry Realm, and it certainly lives up to its reputation. Everyone, conceal your auras first. Let's find a star island to settle on and figure out the distribution of forces here."
The others nodded, each operating their cultivation techniques to fuse their auras with the starlight, turning into several streaks of light as they flew toward the nearest star island.
This star island was named "Falling Star Island." Its outer perimeter was defended by a formation composed of countless star fragments, presenting a bizarre, fantastical, and breathtaking sight.
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