The boundless sea let fish leap freely; the lofty sky let birds soar at will!
I'm out.
The thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind as he urged the Blackwind Wings onward, flying northeast.
He had not forgotten the great throng of Demon Cultivators behind him. He was not out of danger yet.
It was far too early to rejoice.
After crossing five or six hundred li of dim space within the Myriad Demon Grand Formation, the world before him grew vivid again, bright with sunshine and blessed with a gentle breeze.
Everything was so vivid and clear!
Whoosh, whoosh!
When Liu Yu had flown forty li away, a vast bank of "black clouds" surged out of the gray-black barrier.
Within those black clouds, roiling with demonic energy, the presences of Demon Cultivators flickered in and out of perception.
His Spiritual Perception sensed at least twenty or thirty of them, with still more arriving.
However, the effects of Wither had yet to fade. They could only watch helplessly as Liu Yu sailed away, widening the distance little by little.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The Blackwind Wings beat as Liu Yu raced through the sunlight, his silhouette almost invisible to the naked eye.
Looking back at the Demon Cultivators who had just emerged from the gray-black barrier dozens of li behind him, he once again revealed an icy smile on his bloodstained face.
This is bad.
At the sight of that familiar smile, some of the Demon Cultivators could not help feeling another ominous premonition.
We're so far apart now. Surely that bizarre Divine Ability of his won't work anymore?!
Forty li away, some Demon Cultivators clung to that hopeful thought.
But before the thought had even settled, an exceedingly faint azure radiance shone toward them from forty or fifty li away.
Then came