After Zhang Yu came to a stop, the Heavenly Unity Heavywater on his body also retreated, falling back into the star satchel. It then seemed to sink into slumber.
He could also sense that, under the invasion of that aura just now, this treasure had suffered some damage. It likely could not be used for some time.
He swept his gaze around but did not see the others.
However, without that strand of strange qi tangling around them, everyone should have crossed over by now. Since they were nowhere to be seen, it was likely because the shifting formation mechanism had deposited each person in a different place.
But no matter what, they ultimately had to reach the top of the platform.
He raised his head and transformed into an azure rainbow, soaring upward.
Before he had flown far, he saw a withered-faced Dao Soldier standing on the stairways surrounding the great platform, a formation banner cradled in its arms.
The Dao Soldier saw him as well. With a gentle shake of the formation banner, it summoned the surrounding formation power, transforming it into wind, fire, thunder, and lightning that came crashing down upon him.
But just then, a streak of sword light flashed past, instantly cleaving it in two. Zhang Yu did not even look at it. He continued upward in his escape light, smashing apart the descending wind, thunder, fire, and lightning and charging onward.
Yet before he had gone much farther, even more Dao Soldiers stepped out. They all raised their formation banners, attempting to mobilize the formation power to block him.
Zhang Yu summoned his sword to clear the way. A streak of sword light flew back and forth, slashing in every direction. Wherever it passed, the Dao Soldiers were beheaded one after another, their heads