Inside the light warship that was flying at high speed, a group of cultivators from loucheng city, who had just regained their freedom, were looking around in a daze, their faces full of curiosity.
They were very curious about the fact that a Maxim King could pilot an enemy's warship, especially when they realized that there was not a single terobo person in the fleet. Their doubts grew.
Although the enclosed space was filled with all kinds of smells, no one was bothered at the moment because the smells from their bodies were nothing compared to the underground prison that held them.
The cultivators were most concerned about where Tang Zhen was taking them and whether they knew the latest news from their respective towers.
After a moment of silence, a King level cultivator stood out and walked towards Tang Zhen under the gazes of all the cultivators.
