Yu Qingrong had actually hoped very much to see Zhang Yu launch a direct assault against their side.
The enhancements she and Chen Baixiao had gained were still not enough; they did not yet possess the certainty of annihilating Zhang Yu in one stroke. Thus, they had no intention of going out to fight Zhang Yu as they had before. But if Zhang Yu took the initiative to attack them, he would be unable to return to watch over the great formation and would instead be held in check by them.
She also knew that Zhang Yu might notice the changes in the aura upon the air mirror. After all, that was not difficult. But in truth, such changes in aura could be manipulated.
From the very beginning, she had deliberately left herself some leeway.
In other words, that so-called highest point of aura was not truly the highest. It could actually accommodate even more.
Based on her previous clashes with Zhang Yu, she had roughly calculated the level of his mind force. If it was merely a straightforward collision of power, she believed this Principle-Expounding Mirror would be fully capable of withstanding it—unless Zhang Yu could open up another path and begin from the transformations of divine abilities to break this artifact.
But such a possibility was exceedingly slight.
Whether by her own judgment or the consciousness transmitted by the Void-Refining Calamity Sun, both had clearly told her that Zhang Yu was not adept at transformations of divine abilities.
Yet at this moment, as an especially vast starlight surged upward, she sensed an immense threat.
Although the power of All Realms Share Daylight had previously surged forward layer upon layer like ocean waves, there had always been an order to follow. Each layer of power was much the same;