C211 Useless Trash Against the Cultivation World(33)

No matter how hard Yun Zhanqing tried to speed up his pace, it took him three times less time than when he first came here. However, when he flew back to the Black Sea, it was already five days later. The Black Sea was calm as if nothing had happened. There was a fishy smell on the surface of the sea. Everything was terrifyingly quiet.

Yun Zhanqing stood on top of the black sea