Qi Chuan and Hu Tianying both nodded seriously with a solemn expression.
Hu Tianying smiled and said, "Sect Leader, don't be too pessimistic. Maybe our Immortal Sect can take first place this time?"
Saying this, he looked at Qi Chuan.
Having defeated Wang Tong and secured a place, it was naturally a testament that Qi Chuan was stronger than Wang Tong. This also proved that the lineup for the Immortal Sect's competition among the Three Sects had improved compared to before.
"I hope so. Let's take your words as a good omen," Zhao Ming said.
"Let's go."
Then, he brought out a small flying ship and tossed it skyward. Immediately, the ship enlarged to several tens of zhang, hovering in mid-air.
Zhao Ming leapt into the air and landed on the flying ship.
Qi Chuan and the others naturally followed suit.
Swish!
The large flying ship promptly activated, shooting towards the distant horizon.
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