A mighty body craved painful battle; a hundred armies could not shake its courage!
In a single breath, he had slain a True Lord, leaving even the Nascent Soul no chance to escape.
Then he had withdrawn unscathed from the encirclement of several times his number of peers.
Even a Great Cultivator could do nothing about him!
For a moment, as they gazed at Liu Yu, godlike and demonic, his imposing spirit soaring to the heavens, the True Lords on both sides fell silent.
At that moment, many True Lords suddenly realized that Azure Yang Old Devil was no "rising star."
He was a formidable overlord whose wings had fully grown, ready to soar into the sky!
There was no need to give him more time. Even now, he was already difficult to contain!
For a moment, some True Lords looked at Old Devil He with a trace of pity.
Although Old Devil He was a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator, outstanding even among Middle-Stage True Lords.
With the strength Liu Yu had just displayed, Old Devil He would have no chance of victory if they faced each other.
And the deep feud between the Primordial Yang Sect and the Hehuan Sect, spanning several generations and a thousand years, was destined to be difficult to wipe clean.
Inside the formation, Liu Yu's gaze was intensely aggressive. Wherever it swept, most True Lords dared not meet his eyes!
Vast were the mountains and rivers; spear in hand, he would claim them with abandon!
"Heh~"
After sweeping his gaze around, Liu Yu smiled faintly.
Though the danger earlier had been immense, he had turned peril into safety through his formidable strength. Now he felt utterly exhilarated, with an urge to throw back his head and roar.
Nascent Soul Old Monsters, founding patriarchs-however dazzling