Chapter 477: Sailing

l among foundation-building cultivators, golden core cultivators were always a sword hanging over his head, and he had offended more than one golden core cultivator. As far as he knew, there was Zhou...a wisp of Ying Langtian's primordial spirit. If Ying Langtian himself were here, that would be something else. We wouldn't be his match, but just a sliver of consciousness What use is he Might as well...