Bai Yujun suddenly discovered that Zhanglin Great World's rotation was slowing.
This was not a good sign.
But she still had to wait. A predator needed patience.
Only those who truly understood formations and how to borrow the momentum of circumstances would know that celestial phenomena were equally important. Her opponent was no stray cat or dog; she had to bring the formation and traps to their utmost power. Patiently waiting for the right moment, she would surely destroy the evil Black Corpse this time.
The vague messages from Zhanglin Great World's will came intermittently, constantly urging Bai Yujun to stay away.
Bai Yujun floated quietly beyond the heavens.
The stars slowly shifted. The moment to strike was drawing near...
Sky Pillar Mountain.
Feng Ying and Yu leaped from giant trees to boulders. There was no path, and neither of them knew where the path was, much less where they were supposed to go. They had crossed an immense distance to reach the legendary Sky Pillar Mountain, but then what? No one had told them what they should do next. There were no more illusions, nor had they dreamed—or rather, they had no time to dream at all.
They could neither fly nor use Evasion Techniques or earth-traveling arts, relying entirely on their two legs.
Yu regretted not asking that mad fishing girl before. She might have known something.
Yu spotted a boulder that looked likely to roll down the mountain. She immediately pulled out a crowbar with practiced ease and wedged it into a crack in the rock. Looking down the slope behind them, she saw several dozen immortal soldiers and generals climbing up with murderous momentum.
She silently counted down, then suddenly pressed down hard on the crowbar. The boulder, taller than a person, was pried loose and