Song Ting and Zhong Yan indeed saw someone standing on the deck.
And that black-robed figure—who else could it be but Jiang Bei?!
"Jiang Bei! It really is him! Where did he get a Spirit Boat?!"
Gao Wanfeng said in utter shock.
Song Ting was equally stunned. So Jiang Bei had used a spatial teleportation talisman to leave in order to obtain a Spirit Boat?
Yet a Spirit Boat was an incomparably precious treasure. Even he did not possess one.
Where had Jiang Bei gotten it from?
"This is... the Dusk Ancient Clan's Divine Void Spirit Boat!"
At that moment, Zhong Yan's pupils contracted slightly. At a glance, he recognized the Spirit Boat belonging to his arch-enemy!
"The Dusk Ancient Clan?"
Upon hearing those four words, Song Ting's expression abruptly changed.
Though he did not know of the Divine Void Spirit Boat, he understood the weight carried by the words "Dusk Ancient Clan."
Over the tens of thousands of years on the Tiannan Continent, there had been no shortage of lineages and noble houses, but none that could be called an Ancient Clan were simple.
And the Dusk Ancient Clan happened to be a neighbor of their Fengxian Sacred Dynasty!
Its foundations were extraordinarily profound, and experts within the clan were as numerous as clouds!
Jiang Bei had actually gone to such a place and borrowed a Spirit Boat?
A trace of worry immediately appeared on Song Ting's face as he looked toward Zhong Yan and asked, "Jiang Bei is on good terms with the Dusk Ancient Clan? If we provoke the Dusk Ancient Clan, I fear it will be bad for us."
"There is no one on that deck apart from Jiang Bei. That proves his relationship with the Dusk Ancient Clan is merely a transaction. He has only