About a kilometer away from the capital of the Delin Kingdom, fifty to sixty cultivators were approaching quickly.
Fifty to sixty cultivators chatted happily and fervently on the outside, but waves were surging in their minds. They were all thinking about how to squeeze out their opponents and snatch the air-transportation spiritual weapon.
And under such a seemingly harmonious atmosphere, an exclamation suddenly sounded.
A female cultivator with some baby fat on her face pointed at the sky above the capital city of Delin with a dumbfounded look. "Look, what's that?"
The female cultivator's cry immediately attracted many people to look in the direction she was pointing at. When they saw what it was clearly, they all revealed excited and extremely anxious expressions.
"That… That's an air-transportation spiritual weapon, right?"
Among them, a male cultivator in a green robe was so excited that he stuttered.
