With Zhuo Mengzhen controlling the flying boat treasure, Liu Yu took Zhang Yi along and traveled discreetly. Like ordinary cultivators in a hurry, they blended inconspicuously into the departing crowd.
Naturally, he had chosen this moment after careful consideration.
Before anyone could react, Qian Court and the other factions had already surrounded the Purple Rosy Clouds Mountains. Liu Yu would never gamble with his life.
Even after initially judging that there was little danger, he had patiently waited until many rogue cultivators passed through safely before truly setting his mind at ease.
After observing for several days and confirming that nothing was wrong, he decisively set off.
After all, he only had one life. With no chance to start over, it was best not to venture into danger lightly.
As for bidding Guo Poyun farewell, that had merely been incidental. If every second truly counted, he naturally would have had no time to consider their friendship.
The moon shone brightly tonight, and the darkness was not as deep as usual.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The Azure Flying Boat treasure traveled between the mountains at a relatively normal, unhurried speed, trailing a long streak of escape light.
The previously scattered figures gradually gathered again as they reached the Qian Court Sacred Lands' encirclement.
Yet they remained silent, with little communication between them.
The Qian Court Sacred Lands had opened four exits, one in each cardinal direction. Any cultivators inside who wished to leave could only depart through those four exits.
If anyone acted suspiciously, a thunderous attack would descend the very next instant.
Quite a few cultivators who thought themselves clever had already died that way, so leaving through the four exits had become an unspoken consensus.
Without a doubt, the Qian Court Sacred Lands had brought sophisticated detection methods. Using secret