C880 I Might as Well Give You a Quick Death!

The trance vanished in an instant, and Zhao Yu found himself amidst a vast, endless range of mountains. The area bore the clear marks of numerous battles: shattered peaks, gorges cleaved by blades, and forests ravaged by the residual forces of combat...

'Could this be an alternate dimension created by the power of a formation?' Zhao Yu pondered, sensing the fleeting pulse of formation energy