Time ticked by and Qi Tian didn't dare to slack off for even a second. He held the Thousand Miles Mirror, constantly watching the movement behind him, waiting for the flying sailboats to appear.
But what Qi Tian did not expect happened. Just as the first flying sailboat getting close behind was about to enter the vision of the Thousand Miles Mirror, a burly man suddenly appeared on the deck of the sailboat. He raised his wand high, chanting words.
Qi Tian's face changed, he promptly shouted, "Watch out, someone is going to attack us."
Wan Xiaolan quickly asked, "How do you know?"
"It's my intuition." Qi Tian could only say this.
"Intuition?" One of the accompanying cultivators at Foundation Establishment Peak sneered, "If you have such intuition, then tell me when I can successfully advance to the Gold Core Stage. I can also ask your intuition about my future."
