At this moment, the cultivators gathered aboard the Flying Hawk Boat could be said to be the cream of the crop.
Of all the cultivators who had advanced to the Profound Spirit realm, which one was not a dragon among men? Not only were their cultivation aptitudes exceptional, but their opportunities and breadth of experience were also far beyond ordinary people.
Leaving aside those Profound Tier mighty beings, even among the Spirit Severing realm cultivators aboard the boat, which one had not fought thousands of fellow cultivators of the same rank to seize one of the only forty-nine tokens? How could any of them not be deep schemers with formidable methods?
Yet the broader their knowledge, the more deeply they feared the Primordial Mist mentioned by the Profound Tier old woman.
The old woman did not answer the questions ringing out from the crowd, but everyone had already become certain that the murky yellow mist surging toward them contained the Primordial Mist capable of causing Mahayana cultivators to fall.
The Flying Hawk Boat rumbled thunderously. A mass of azure light flashed with blinding brilliance, and under Luo Kang's control, the flying boat had already erupted with a chilling, ear-piercing howl.
In such circumstances, Luo Kang understood that even if he activated the Flying Hawk Boat's two wings, it would be useless. When the boat had been refined, those wings had only been meant to assist it in flying rapidly forward. Deploying them while retreating would have no effect whatsoever.
"Roar!~~" Suddenly, a terrifying, heaven-shaking roar came faintly from thousands of miles away to the rear-left of the massive boat.
The sound thundered across the air, and everyone aboard the boat immediately released their divine senses at full speed.
What frightened and worried them most was that if some terrifying vicious