C582 Ancient Flying Boat

Within the rift.

It was pitch black. The endless darkness had even devoured all of Qin Ming's senses.

After an unknown period of time, Qin Ming felt his head sink. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he was struck on the back.

Dong...

It was as if his back was hit by a huge hammer, and a dull rumble was heard from within his body