In the endless universe, stars stood still in space.
This meteorite swarm flew rapidly through the stars. Atop the largest meteorite in the center of the swarm, a figure sat cross-legged, motionless. It was unknown how long he had been sitting there, or when he would rise.
Faint green light emitted slowly from Qin Yu's head, and his lips slightly curved upward into a smile.
His eyes were open, calmly observing.
Suddenly, Qin Yu stood up, proudly atop this rapidly flying meteorite.
"Ninety years," said Qin Yu quietly. "This meditation session has already lasted ninety years." Qin Yu felt at peace, as if his spirit pulse harmonized subtly with the universe's rhythm—a marvelous sensation, but Qin Yu knew... over these ninety years, he was letting his spirit become more integrated with the universe, getting closer to the flux of the cosmos.
