"Yao Tianjun, is that place you mentioned wrong?"
In the vast ocean, a huge spaceship was flying at high speed in the same direction as Li Lingtian, heading toward Qilin Island.
On the flying ship, Zuo Hao looked at the vast sea. He was also extremely unwilling to be invited to search for precious materials. If it wasn't for the sake of the sect, he would definitely not agree.
"Brother Zuo, don't worry. We'll reach Qilin Island in two days. As long as you stop the others, I'll personally go and collect the Ten Thousand Year Seabed Frost Iron. At that time, I'll give you the thirty million spirit stones I promised."
Yao Tianjun smiled. He was a peak Sixth Level Martial Emperor and was extremely powerful. For this 10,000-year-old Seabed Frost Iron, he had spent hundreds of millions of Spiritual Stones from his sect to invite six Fifth Level Martial Emperors to help.