Chapter 1616: Digging Corners

ng this, *crack*! A bolt of lightning struck the sky and fell directly into the thick fog.The cultivator was shocked, "Thunder-attracting talisman" A chill ran down his spine as a sense of impending...The Myriad Forms Sea was still as bustling as ever. On the spirit islands, there were throngs of people. Flying cultivators and star vessels crisscrossed the sky ceaselessly.tones are thrown into a tranquil lake, waves spreading in all directions.As the ripples gradually subsided, a panoramic view of anglers fishing from above appeared in the copper mirror.A group of peop...