On the Spiritual Ship, Huang Tieyun's face was filled with bitterness. Although the ship was excellent at shielding against the wind, at this moment, it seemed as if endless Gang Wind was blowing down on him.
He only felt like he was as transparent as a sieve.
Ye Jingcheng did not speak, and Huang Tieyun's throat moved slightly several times, trying to speak but ended up swallowing his words.
He felt that, at this point, whatever he said would be somewhat powerless.
Of course, he didn't blame Ye Jingcheng, but rather thought that he might have been too eager for success. The Celestial Sand Sect didn't have the strength of a Golden Core Sect, yet wanted to bear the glory of one.
Naturally, it deserved the result of trying to put on a brave face.
After all, as one of the nine giants in the Central Domain, the Righteous Sect ordered them to provide one Golden Core, one Purple Mansion, and twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators. Could they really refuse?
