As expected, no accidents occurred. After half a breath, the detection aura disappeared, and he successfully passed the test.

It was Zhang Yi's turn next, and there were no problems, and he passed the test in half a breath.

"Buzz~"

Soon, the blue flying boat started, and the three of them boarded the flying boat again.

Before leaving, Liu Yu took a deep look at the Zixia Mountains, and once again glanced at the two extremely eye-catching figures in the sky.

He guessed that Zhenjun Zixia appeared at this time, perhaps because he wanted to negotiate with Qian Ting.

Perhaps they are willing to pay some price in exchange for Qianting's withdrawal, such as allowing the Qianting Holy Land's forces to enter the Zixia Mountains, etc.

However, Liu Yu was not very optimistic about the outcome of the negotiations.

The balance of power is so disparate that some things cannot be obtained through war, nor can they be obtained at the negotiation table.

Under such circumstances, the great monk Qanting still chose to show up, perhaps for other reasons.

But no matter what the process is, the result will most likely not be what True Lord Zixia wants.

For example, some conditions are unacceptable to Zixia Mountains, and may even come with seriously humiliating conditions.

"Let's go."

Looking back, Liu Yu winked at Zhuo Mengzhen.

No matter what the outcome of the negotiation is, as long as it doesn't affect his departure, it's fine. After all, he is not a real casual cultivator.

Zhuo Mengzhen nodded lightly, and immediately pinched the magic weapon with both hands, controlling the blue flying boat magic weapon to escape into the distance.

"Whoosh~"

Walking along the "Sky Path", we shuttle between huge spiritual ships.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Liu Yu was secretly shocked as he looked at the huge spiritual ships, even without scanning them with his spiritual consciousness.

In order to completely eliminate the "holy land of casual cultivators", Qian Ting mobilized tens of thousands of monks and countless low-level spiritual ships.

In the eastern encirclement line alone, there are at least a hundred or dozens of relatively precious third-order spiritual ships!

From this, it is not difficult to see that the Qianting Holy Land is determined to conquer the "Holy Land of Casual Cultivators", and the so-called "negotiation" may hardly have a good result.

Shuttled between the huge spiritual ships, Liu Yu's extremely keen spiritual sense could clearly feel the powerful auras on them.

Leaving aside the Qi Refining and Foundation Building monks for now, the feeling given to him by Master Jin Dan can be found in all directions.

Even the aura at the Nascent Soul level appears from time to time.

In such a dangerous environment, even a determined person like Liu Yu could not help but tense up subconsciously, let alone Zhuo Mengzhen and Zhang Yi.

Fortunately, as long as they left along the "air passage", the Qanting coalition forces had no intention of attacking, which made him secretly relieved.

"Whoosh~"

A series of escaping lights pierced the sky. In order not to attract attention, the escape speed of the blue flying boat was not increased to the fastest.

But even so, in just five or six breaths, he was still more than thirty miles away.

As we move away from the Zixia Mountains, the huge spiritual ships gradually become sparse, and those powerful auras gradually become distant.

"In a few more breaths, we will be able to completely leave the range of the Qanting coalition forces."

"By then, it will be considered safe."

This thought flashed across Liu Yu's mind.

But he still didn't dare to relax. The magic power in his body was secretly stirring, and he was ready to deal with emergencies.

Not far away, some casual cultivators had inexplicable sadness on their faces, but their bodies were very honest and they used all their strength to activate the magic weapon to fly away.

However, before everyone could be happy for a long time, there was sudden huge movement dozens of miles away behind them.

"not good!"

"Is this negotiation broken?!"

Liu Yu's face changed.

While ordering Zhuo Mengzhen to speed up, he released his spiritual consciousness that had already reached one hundred and sixty miles, and quietly stretched behind him to observe the movements on the other side of the Zixia Mountains.

"boom!!!"

It seemed that the negotiation had broken down. The two great monks of the late Nascent Soul stage did not hold back their spiritual pressure, which was as high as mountains and seas. They poured out in all directions, creating a storm like a natural disaster.

In just an instant, it spread to dozens of miles away.

"Huhu~"

Between the mountains, the wind suddenly surged, and the grass and trees drooped and their leaves fell.

In an instant, Liu Yu felt his body sink, his heart seemed to be cast by a shadow, and a faint sense of crisis came from his spiritual sense.

As for the Qi Refining and Foundation Building monks, their performance was even worse.

Under the spiritual pressure of the great monk, even if they were dozens of miles away, their flight was severely affected, and their speed suddenly dropped significantly.

The escaping light of some monks in the Qi Refining Stage even staggered downwards.

The next moment, an extremely loud voice resounded out of thin air for hundreds of miles.
Chapter completed!