From the Wisdom Spirit's displays, the young man had learned that his brother, King Xi, had relied on the great assistance of the Daoist before him to break free from the constraints of curse power.
Moreover, this man had played an enormous role elsewhere as well, and had thus nearly taken Daoist Wei's place.
Because this person had not appeared in any of the displays within or outside the city region, he had assumed that he had already followed King Xi's army north. He had not expected him to be here.
Now, facing this man, he too felt as if he were confronting a great enemy.
The images displayed by the Wisdom Spirit had been far from enough to reveal this man's level of power. To his eyes now, the spirit radiance around Zhang Yu blotted out the sky and covered the earth, filling the entire Great Plain. That radiance was like starry mist, dazzling and brilliant, incomparably splendid, yet it carried an elusive, lofty, and profound aura, as if it contained some ultimate principle of heaven and earth.
Zhang Yu was also watching the newcomer. When the formation had reached its fifth layer, he had originally intended to move the Perfect Creation over to suppress it within the formation. Then, once the sixth layer was completed, he would use it to seek out the possible divine qi of the "Upper Self" behind it.
Just now, he had sensed something in advance and learned that someone intended to move the Perfect Creation, so he had transferred it here one step ahead.
He had seen it clearly. The young man before him had pursued the Perfect Creation all the way from within the imperial hall of Yang Capital. The traces of spirituality he had left behind while traversing the void were