Did Feng Jun die? Of course not, he didn’t have a defense aura, but he had many other trump cards.

Two attacks hit him, and a layer of protective energy instantly emerged from his body.

Feng Jun didn’t even immediately realize—what protected him?

When he did react, he was instantly furious, "Damn, did it actually trigger my Nascent Soul Amulet?"

What triggered was the Nascent Soul Amulet, not his own, but the Essence Blood Protection Talisman of Yi Jue, and of course, the Nascent Soul Peak talisman protected him.

However, Feng Jun was in a state of utter rage, damn... did it actually consume one of Yi Jue’s talismans?

At this moment, his mood was really about to explode, Yi Jue’s talisman had the effect of three times, each use decreasing its count.

Moreover... this was a Nascent Soul Amulet, isn’t it a waste to use it in such an occasion?

The most critical point is, Yi Jue is still fighting on the front lines with the Insect Race, if she gets affected by the Essence Blood Protection Talisman and something happens to her, he would truly be beyond redemption.

Under such circumstances, he couldn’t think much, he directly blinked, with countless arcs of electricity and sparks, instantly moving two hundred miles away, out of this battle.

A distance of two hundred miles, in space combat, isn’t considered near, but also not that far,

But this scout ship and Flying Centipede were still persistent—what of your Golden Core Flying Centipede?

The level of the scout ship is really low, at most a battalion-level unit—a regimental-level scout ship basically doesn’t act alone, and this scout ship, is exactly battalion-level.

The General Level of the Insect Race is strong, but the commander of this scout ship simply doesn’t believe this, this ship is elite among the battalion level, extremely strong in combat maneuvers, in one-on-one, not even afraid of regimental level.

So, even though there was a bit of surprise, the captain quickly regained composure, not shaken by the surprise, he kept a tight watch on the Flying Centipede, issuing various tactical movement commands—my combat power may not be as strong as yours, but my evasion ability is better.

If it truly gets hit in the vital point by him, this Flying Centipede would absolutely not escape, this is the confidence of a battalion-level elite.

And the intelligence of the Flying Centipede clearly couldn’t compare to the commander of the scout ship, even though the last attack failed, it didn’t even have the awareness to analyze the failure, all it had in mind was—lock onto the target, kill the opponent.

Thus, a very strange scene occurred, although Feng Jun inexplicably barged into the center of the battlefield, after he instantly left, neither side in the standoff considered his presence and continued attacking the enemy.

Feng Jun did not continue to engage, after a blink move, he directly entered the Void, stayed in the Void for about ten seconds, waiting for the energy on his body to settle, then re-entered the place in the Insect World where he just left.

This was equivalent to him blinking and staying in place for about a second, but the arcs and sparks on his body completely disappeared, followed by another blink.

His first blink didn’t go unnoticed, as there was more than just the commander on the battalion-level scout ship, it’s a battalion-level unit with observers in all directions.

Someone noticed, a mass of arcs of electricity shot two hundred miles away at a breathtaking speed—and this was because the direction Feng Jun shot towards was not lateral, but retreating deeper, visually allowing for capture.

This observer couldn’t help but mutter, "What the hell is this?"

And very strangely, before he had time to adjust the focus, that mass of electricity suddenly disappeared, abruptly as if it never appeared.

By the time he adjusted the focus again to find that mass of arcs, it was already nowhere to be found—this is also why, in space combat, artificial mecha must be used instead of intelligent mecha, due to the extremely high requirement for real-time response.

In some urgent situations, only manual operation can respond in the most timely manner.

This observer was a bit unwilling, recorded the traces of the mass of light, and began to analyze carefully—generally speaking, observers on a scout ship can’t be distracted in a combat situation, but this one was battalion-level, with just enough personnel.

At this time, Feng Jun performed two more blink moves, basically exiting this battle, he restrained the aura of his body and employed an amateur-level version of the Art of Concealment.

This was a technique he had been tinkering with not long ago, a self-created one, involving some rules far beyond his current comprehension, besides lacking cultivation level and polish, his mastery of concealment rules was also insufficient.

As for the effect? It was far from the Mirage King Gloves he used to have, but he had already given the gloves to Zhang Caixin, and although Xiao Caixin was already at the Out-of-dust stage, using them felt a bit low-level, she wanders around Kunhao, and they are very practical for protection.

Feng Jun didn’t mind the simplicity of this technique. After all, creating a new technique is a long process, and given his current situation, being anxious wouldn’t help.

Currently, his Art of Concealment, when used on Earth or Kunhao, was such that a vague, translucent figure could be seen, identifiable by the naked eye. Meanwhile, indicators such as infrared and life magnetic fields would be significantly reduced.

This technique wasn’t very meaningful in reality—unless combined with quick movement, it would make observers doubt their own eyes.

But in the current setting of outer space, the Art of Concealment had some merits. In a location away from the battle, unless someone deliberately observed, few would notice him, be it from the human race or the insect race.

Feng Jun activated the Art of Concealment while watching the battling scout ship and the Golden Core Flying Centipede with clenched teeth. Such deep hatred, how could he not seek revenge?

For the human race’s scout ship, he had no intention of interfering, but as for the Flying Centipede, he absolutely couldn’t let it go easily.

But how could he take down this creature? Feng Jun once again hated his own low cultivation level.

Using the Paralysis Talisman, he could easily handle the Golden Core High Stage Flying Centipede. However, aside from the fact that the talisman was a lifesaving gift from a big boss, the Flying Centipede was currently engaged with the scout ship. Would the scout ship be blind to him if he made a move?

Truthfully, someone with the caliber of Ren Tu or True Sage Diao Sou could easily take down the Flying Centipede without anyone noticing. Even under such circumstances, they could slightly obscure the scout ship’s perception and capture the Centipede without difficulty.

Of course, this was merely a hypothesis. In reality, neither Diao Sou nor the Butcher would actually do so—it’s too uneconomical!

A True Sage has the luxury to cherry-pick targets; a Golden Core can only watch from afar—such discontent!

Feng Jun was actually very clear that, from the perspective of saving the human race, he shouldn’t meddle in this one-on-one battle. The scout ship obviously had the upper hand; he should seek battlefields where the human warriors were at a disadvantage.

However, the reasoning was sound, but his mood was unsettled. He felt using one of Yi Jue’s protective talismans wasn’t just distressing; it was also embarrassing.

After some thought, he decided to forfeit the spoils and immobilize the Golden Core Centipede, leaving it to the scout ship to destroy. As for what the scout ship might discover, he couldn’t concern himself with that—after all, he pursued peace of mind.

Just then, space tore beside him. Feng Jun blinked and appeared two hundred miles away, only to see Yi Jue emerging from the spatial rift.

Yi Jue the True Immortal also had the Art of Concealment, but unlike his technique, hers was more like the Art of Integration. Its concealment was general; if you looked elsewhere, it was easy to overlook her presence, even if you stared, you might still miss her.

Without a doubt, her prowess in this area far exceeded Feng Jun’s. It was only because he had been watching the spatial rift that he noticed her arrival.

As soon as Yi Jue appeared, she sensed Feng Jun’s presence and blinked directly over without looking, "What happened?"

Feng Jun’s face flushed warm, feeling his face almost fall to his feet, but he answered honestly, "Ah, don’t mention it. You have no idea how unlucky I am..."

After hearing him out, Yi Jue burst into laughter, her laughter shaking like a blossoming branch, "Haha, your luck really is... okay, it’s just one protective talisman. You still have two more. Honestly, I suggest you head straight to the mining star when you arrive."

"This suggestion is good," Feng Jun nodded. It was indeed so; the safe place he considered might not be truly safe. It was proper to still seek out theoretically safer places, "Actually, I couldn’t stop worrying about you here, otherwise, I would’ve just gone mining."

"The battle here has gotten more chaotic," Yi Jue informed him, "More of the human race’s reinforcements have arrived, and now the danger has greatly increased. Although it creates more hunting opportunities, even Nascent Souls must act cautiously... I think going mining isn’t a bad choice."

She didn’t say he had low cultivation, but her attitude was clear—you’d better leave.

Actually, if Feng Jun stayed in the stone campsite, it likely wouldn’t be problematic, but she knew he wasn’t one to sit idle for long.

Feng Jun’s face once again warmed slightly, but he was sensible enough and sighed, nodding his head, "Alright then. By the way, aren’t you going?"

No sooner had he spoken than he regretted it. She was here amidst the chaos fighting the insect race, during a prime time for gains, and here he was dreamily hoping she’d come mining with him—what kind of pig-headedness was this of mine?

Yi Jue was taken aback for a moment, then after some thought, she helplessly stated, "Well, theoretically I could go with you, but Huo Liu and others are all here. Their cultivation isn’t particularly high; I have the duty to protect the Lingzhi Sect disciples... How about I come after the battles calm down a little?"

Feng Jun then realized that even Huo Liu, who was at the Nascent Soul Middle Phase, faced significant dangers, so going mining was truly a wise choice. He nodded, "Protecting your fellow sect members is indeed more important. Once I deal with this centipede, I’ll go."

He looked towards the battlefield, and was momentarily stunned; how come there’s now another Flying Centipede?

Six hundred miles away, two Flying Centipedes were besieging the scout ship. The scout ship’s maneuvers were erratic as it kept counterattacking, but it seemed somewhat passive.