Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Someone was very impatient. Opposite her were two men, probably flight attendants from the plane.

Despite the plane's turbulence, the two were still diligently trying to stop Jing Li.

"I'm going to file a complaint against you," Jing Li said seriously, her face tense.

That scene left the two flight attendants speechless, and even the involuntary fear of death that is inherent in human nature was diminished.

What puzzled them most was why they kept bumping into each other and getting upside down.

The girl remained standing very steadily.

She seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

The two stared wide-eyed, about to take a closer look, when another wave of dizziness washed over them, blurring their vision.

Fortunately, they were all long-term trainees, so their recovery was quick.

"Madam, please understand our work situation." The words slip out unconsciously from the mouth of a working-class person who has developed a professional instinct.

“But, according to the way this captain turned on the plane, wouldn’t you all be dead? What’s the point of having a job?” Jing Li revealed a wicked smile.

I'm curious how much of an impact so many people dying at the same time will have on the thing that's causing trouble.

Hmm... how exactly did they manage to avoid the backlash from Heaven?

Although the two flight attendants were still a bit dazed, they managed to hear what the girl said.

This woman is so cunning.

They're all dead, so why can't she die too?

Jingli expressed her helplessness, saying that she didn't actually want to take action; one should be more polite to others.

But these two people had been blocking her way for a while.

Her patience was wearing thin.

"Get out of the way! We're all going to die anyway, so let me go in and fly. This captain is no good."

Two empty seats: "..."

Can't they live a few more seconds?

You drive? Do you even know how to drive?

"I'm also going to file a complaint against you!"

The young girl spoke with righteous indignation, just as earnest as she had been in the past.

"..."

They're all going to die anyway, what are they afraid of her complaining about?

Oh no, how did I get led astray by this person...?

Just then, during the dive, the two lost their grip and crashed onto the side of the plane.

Jing Li remained completely still.

However, when numb people truly face death, they still scream in fear.

A sound that truly resounded through the heavens.

At this moment, the blue sky and white clouds are no longer aesthetically pleasing; they seem more like a reflection of death.

They were constantly reminded that they were in the air and could only rely on the massive, soon-to-be-damaged machine beneath them.

With their hearts in their throats, they all left their last words.

Jing Li didn't want to interfere with them; whether they lived or died had no impact on her.

However, with the agreed time fast approaching, the flight delay and the unpleasant experience left her in a very bad mood.

The captain's skills are terrible; she'd be better off flying.

Thinking of this, the girl secretly rubbed her hands together, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

I've never flown an airplane, so I don't know if it's the same as a spaceship.

She'd almost forgotten how to fly the spaceship. Ten thousand years ago, she rarely went out, except...

She opened the cockpit door with tremendous force.

The dense array of instruments fascinated Jing Li.

Why go to such great lengths?

The captain was very focused, and even the arrival of someone did not affect him.

Sweat dripped from his forehead down his face to his collar, and his upper body, shoulders, and chest were soaked.

The tension was palpable.

The co-pilot turned around, saw that it was an unfamiliar person, and immediately scolded, "Who let you in!"

He was also in a flurry of activity, and after a brief moment of distraction, he quickly turned back.

The plane was like a floating duckweed; if we weren't careful, it would crash and kill everyone on board. The propellers had already emitted warning lights.

"I saw that you guys were driving so badly, so I took over driving."

Jing Li was much more polite this time, and her smile was much more genuine.

"Are you kidding me? Get out of here right now."

The co-pilot thought he had encountered a madman and chased Jing Li away.

Jing Li squinted, her blatant hostility shining through. Before the co-pilot could even get a good look, she threw him out.

She locked the door as well.

crazy!crazy!

The co-pilot kept banging on the door, but there was nothing to hold onto. He suddenly fell onto the aisle, and as the plane climbed, he slid downwards.

"madman!!"

He was still shouting and yelling.

After several attempts to shake him, he coincidentally fell back into his seat.

He quickly fastened his seatbelt and said, "Listen up, everyone. There are unidentified people in the cockpit who are harassing the captain. Please remember to protect yourselves. I am the co-pilot and cannot enter the cockpit at this time. Please take care."

The co-pilot let out a deep sigh.

Death will eventually come.

Many people heard these words, including Xia Min and others.

The cabin was filled with howls, and some people were still cursing Jing Li who had gone in.

They cried and cried, they shouted and shouted.

They suddenly looked at each other strangely.

The plane? The plane seems to have stabilized...

"Is the plane stable now?" someone asked tentatively, halfway through their tears.

Upon hearing this, everyone forgot their sorrow.

They quieted down and felt the plane's movement.

It was perfectly still, without the slightest fluctuation.

what happened?

Has the airflow passed?

Everyone went from sadness to joy.

They began to cheer, overjoyed at having survived the ordeal.

"That person's spiritual energy was exhausted?" Xia Min couldn't think of any other reason; this couldn't possibly be caused by a natural disaster.

Unless that sorcerer gives up.

“No!” Jiang Huaiyu’s face was still solemn. He hadn’t looked well just now. “That power is still there.”

He was quite certain, but there was also a force he couldn't pinpoint that was resisting him.

"Still there?" the group exclaimed in surprise.

When they tried to continue the discussion, the flight attendants had already started cleaning up the area and politely asked them to go back.

To avoid attracting attention, those few returned to economy class.

Only Xia Min and Jiang Huaiyu remained.

Xia Min asked, "Is someone helping us?"

After thinking for a while, Jiang Huaiyu replied, "Yes."

"Not an enemy for now."

They didn't know whether it was on their side or the other side, since the competition among mystical practitioners was fierce, and mystical practitioners abroad were not united and often targeted their own.

"Let's discuss this further after the plane lands," Xia Min said.

"This is the only way." Jiang Huaiyu rubbed his temples and closed his eyes again, trying to find out what was going on, but this time, no matter how he followed the direction, he couldn't find the source of that power.

However, the person who went to the cockpit is highly suspicious.

The man in black robes had already installed some equipment on the plane. At this moment, the plane did not move. He continued to activate his spiritual power, but then there was no reaction.

This is impossible!

Even the pair of sinister eyes that were the only thing visible held a moment of disbelief.

A bunch of useless trash, how could they possibly stop him?!