Old tales of the Mysterious Nether Sect (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets!!)

Buzzz.

Patterns lit up one after another. The Teleportation Formation trembled slightly, its spiritual radiance rapidly intensifying.

Amid a burst of dazzling light, a figure suddenly appeared within the Teleportation Formation.

He wore black robes, with ink-black pupils, a burly build, and a masculine bearing.

Only his face was somewhat pale, as though his vitality had suffered a heavy blow.

It was Liu Yu!

"Greetings, Grandmaster Qing Yang!"

The disciple guarding the Teleportation Formation immediately bowed when he saw a Golden Core Elder appear.

The next moment, every disciple in the Teleportation Hall was alerted. They hurried forward to pay their respects, not daring to show any neglect.

For a time, greetings rang out without end.

The familiar sect.

Looking at the familiar scene before him, Liu Yu felt a faint stirring of emotion, countless thoughts passing through his mind.

He had dealt with Demon Beasts for far too long. Now that he had returned to the sect, far from the flames of war, a feeling of warmth rose within him despite himself.

His taut heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

"Mm."

Facing the disciples filling the hall, Liu Yu nodded indifferently, then walked straight outside, leaving many disciples who had dreamed of ascending to heaven in a single step bitterly disappointed.

After he left the Teleportation Hall, a streak of escape light soon shot skyward from Azure Terrace Peak and flew toward Heaven-Reaching Peak.

Since he had returned to the sect, he ought to report the situation to the Elders Council, whatever else happened.

As for his assignment, it probably counted as a failure, but Liu Yu had a clear conscience. After all, he had done his best.

The disparity between their strength and the enemy's had been enormous. An ordinary Golden Core Cultivator might well have perished when the