"Whoosh, whoosh!"
As the distance rapidly closed, the Myriad Demon Grand Formation's distinctive Gray-Black Barrier grew increasingly clear.
Looking to either side of the barrier, he saw boundless darkness stretching to the ends of his vision.
The Myriad Demon Grand Formation!
This formation stood at the Thirteenth Line of Blockade, barring Southern Heaven's cultivators from contacting the Central Region.
Throughout the ages, countless heroes had laid their bones here, dying with hatred and unwillingness in their hearts!
Now!
Now, after thousands of years of planning by the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, a glimmer of hope for breaking through seemed to have appeared.
Watching the Gray-Black Barrier draw closer and closer, Liu Yu felt faint ripples spreading across the formerly tranquil lake of his heart.
Still, he did not feel that he bore some sacred mission.
He had made this journey only for himself, for his own Dao Path.
As for his Sects' tasks and the Alliance's mission, those all came second. If he could complete them along the way, he would; if not, so be it.
Once I cross that barrier and shake off these pursuers, I'll be relatively safe.
Gazing at the barrier in the distance, thoughts flashed through Liu Yu's mind.
I have to admit, the Alliance really chose an excellent opportunity.
He sighed inwardly.
Of course, Liu Yu did not believe passing through the Myriad Demon Grand Formation would normally be so easy. The Seven Kingdoms Alliance had simply chosen an exceptionally good moment.
For the Black Flood Dragon King's birthday, more than half the Demon Cultivators had gone to attend the banquet, draining most of the blockade's defensive forces.
Moreover, though he had encountered plenty of Demon Cultivators along the way, Liu Yu keenly noticed that none were "top experts."
None possessed strength comparable to elite Golden