Jiuxiao Sacred Land's Flying Boat.
Qian Zhen's face darkened immeasurably; he hadn't expected that even after giving Zhang Quan the Life-Directing Sword, Zhang Quan would still be defeated.
But could this be blamed on Zhang Quan?
Four thousand Supreme Grade Magical Treasures as Flying Swords—the power of which even he, in the Nascent Soul Realm, could not possibly withstand.
This had already exceeded the limits of the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Let's go,"
Qian Zhen said coldly. Huang He and another Nascent Soul disciple hurried off the Flying Boat to support Zhang Quan back to the vessel.
Zhang Quan's serious injuries meant he wouldn't recover without a century of rest.
Huang He felt some relief at this point, thankful he had chosen to challenge Chu Ning the first time. Thinking about the punishment Zhang Quan would face, he was incomparably relieved.
Of course, the most relieved was another. At this moment, he had already extinguished any thoughts of challenging Chu Ning.