Battle of the Golden Core Realm
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jiang Li moved around tentatively. His body was still extremely light. With a light tap of his foot, he could leap several meters horizontally.
His movement speed was still very fast, but if he was careful, he would not fall.
If he controlled himself a little more, he could already walk at normal speed. It would not be so easy to see through him.
He carefully tore off the Ancient Armored Horse Talisman on his body and put it into his bosom. It was very likely that he would return this thing to Elder Zhong.
However, it had to be said that the purple talisman felt better to the touch.
After tidying up his things, Jiang Li trotted towards the sect flying ship that was waiting not far away.
Jiang Li walked up the gangway to the deck. There were a few inner sect disciples and elders on the ship. They were looking at the distant city where the four of them were fighting.