Faced with cultivators of a higher realm, Liu Yu naturally acted cautiously.
But these Qian Court Golden Core cultivators and their seven third-tier spirit ships were not enough to make him hesitate for fear of collateral damage.
Besides, after holding himself back for so long, it was time to let loose!
Having made his decision, Liu Yu stopped dodging and flew straight ahead.
The Qian Court fleet approached head-on, the distance between them shrinking at tremendous speed.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Both sides flew exceptionally fast. For Golden Core cultivators and third-tier spirit ships moving at full speed, a hundred-odd li could be crossed in just a few breaths.
"Something isn't right."
"These rogue cultivators... seem far too composed."
Aboard a third-tier spirit ship, the Qian Court cultivator at the Golden Core peak who appeared to be the squad captain watched Liu Yu and his companions draw closer, the smile gradually fading from his face.
For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.
Although orders from above prohibited them from acting rashly, with such a splendid opportunity before him, he would be letting himself down if he did not make a haul.
Many of his colleagues did the same anyway. The higher-ups would not truly investigate the deaths of a few mere rogue cultivators, provided things did not get too out of hand.
When he first saw Liu Yu's group "fleeing blindly," even trying to dodge the fleet at first, he had assumed they were ordinary rogue cultivators and hoped to reap an unexpected windfall.
Now, however, as the distance narrowed, the unease in his spiritual perception slowly intensified.
After dodging once, the other party no longer gave way, as though they had something to rely on.
Moreover, they had not spoken a single word from beginning to end, showing no intention of