Pirate Sacred Land?
Zhao Feng and the skeletal Division Leader had weird expressions.
Pirate was one of many occupations in the limitless ocean. Zhao Feng had met several pirate ships along their journey, but after these pirate ships saw the ghost ship and its aura, none of them dared to approach.
However, for this place to be able to be called a Sacred Land was a bit mind-blowing.
“Really? Doesn’t that mean we’ll get to meet a lot of pirates?” Zhao Feng couldn’t help but lick his lips. Ever since the Demigod Forgotten Garden, Zhao Feng’s strength had increased by leaps and bounds and he had cultivated many secret techniques, but he never really had the chance to try them out.
Excitement also flashed in the skeletal Division Leader’s eyes. It had the ghost-corpse array under its control, which was countless times stronger than it was in the past.
