Frantic cries of terror echoed around him.
Zhang Jing cast a glance at the cultivators on the deck desperately fleeing to the cabin, shaking his head slightly.
In the face of this terrifying presence.
There is no point in running.
The key is whether the Void Treasure Ship can withstand it or not.
If the treasure ship could survive this catastrophe, there would be no need to run; if it could not… they certainly wouldn't need to run either.
Either way, death was inevitable.
At that time.
Perhaps only Qingyazi, who was at the Unity Realm Stage, might survive on this treasure ship.
Thinking about this.
"What an undeserved disaster!"
A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Jing's face.
He then once again lifted his head, looking straight at that shape, unbelievably massive and magnificent.
And this was only half of a wing.
The name accidentally revealed by Qu Junhou suddenly flashed through his mind.
