During the battle, Liu Yu released his divine sense, covering a radius of one li around himself so he could react swiftly to the slightest stir.
It was not that he could not extend it farther. There was simply no need.
The wider the area his divine sense covered and the longer he maintained it, the greater the burden on his primordial spirit. He could not keep it spread over a vast area for long.
His expression remained cold and still as an ancient well, while his magical power poured into the Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades and the Pink Seal like flowing water.
The black blade, now two feet long and three inches wide, blazed with spiritual light. Unleashing the formidable might unique to a top-grade magical artifact, it slashed toward the red barrier with astonishing momentum.
As magical power flowed into it, the newly retrieved Pink Seal rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a thatched cottage, gleaming with spiritual light as it smashed down on the red barrier with crushing force.
Once their escape lights landed, the eight Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Primordial Yang Sect freed their hands and launched swift, fierce attacks, with no intention of holding back.
This place was far too close to Skyvault City. The Hehuan Sect sentry had already released a Voice-Transmitting Talisman, so the city would surely receive word before long.
Their lives and fortunes were at stake. With every second counting, none of them dared hold back.
There was a time and place for everything. Under these circumstances, Liu Yu did not conceal too much of his strength.
Apart from keeping his trump cards and secret techniques unused, he displayed seventy percent of his strength, slightly surpassing the other Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator in