The warship swiftly flew through the air, while Zuo Yiyi and the others sat cross-legged on the ground, channeling their Mystic Power to expel the toxins from their bodies.

Jiang Han waited for a little while, seeing that everyone still had their eyes closed, he slipped into the rear cabin and asked, "Jiang Lang, why is it taking so long for them to detoxify?"

"How would I know?"

Jiang Lang took a bite of a spiritual fruit and mumbled, "Maybe their poisoning is deeper."