“Who… who the hell are you?”
The rain and wind gradually stopped.
His life was flowing by him. The umbrella in his hand, which was his predestined artifact and had gone through thick and thin with him, was in tatters. Young Master Tingyu had never felt so weak before.
He knew that his death was imminent.
He never expected that he, who had been doted on by thousands of people, would be assassinated the first time he went out of the small world of Mount Wuyi. He should have been enjoying the best moments in his life. It was definitely not the plan for his own fate.
On the opposite stood a handsome swordsman in black, who slowly sheathed his long sword into the scabbard.
The drizzle had almost stopped.
With Young Master Tingyu’s vitality dissipating, it was difficult for the Tingyu Potential Realm to maintain its momentum. The sky was calm and sunny again. Crystal water drops slid down slowly onto the surrounding green grass. After a heavy rain, the air was extremely fresh.
“I’m a debt collector.” The handsome swordsman in black said indifferently.
He was born with beautiful eyes and a delicate nose. His lips were thin and his chin was slightly pointed. His snow-white skin had the lustrous glossy sheen of the best pearl or the purest white jade.
“A debt?” Young Master Tingyu looked at him blankly and asked, “What debt?”
He had just come out of Mount Wuyi and had not entered Jianghu yet. What debt was he referring to?
“You will pay the debt for your Tingyu famliy,” the swordsman said. “Moreover, you know very well why you came to Mount Tianxuan this time. You deserve to die in this regard.”
“You…” Extreme shock appeared on Young Master Tingyu’s face. “How did you know… who on earth are you?”
“Spring rain sprinkles on the railing, and bright light shines through the window,” the swordsman said coldly.
Young Master Tingyu’s face turned ghastly pale as if he had seen a ghost.
“My name is Wang Yanyi.” The swordsman slowly turned around.
He walked toward the green hills, one step at a time.
“I know that you used up the last of your powers to send our conversation to the Tingyu family. Descendants of Tingyu family are not cowards. What a pity… However, it’s also what I’m looking forward to. It’s time to make some people edgy. The betrayal back then needs to be repaid with blood. From today on, it will start with you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yanyi, the swordsman disappeared.
Young Master Tingyu used up the last of his strength to send the dialogue back to Mount Wuyi with a secret skill. However, how much he could send back was beyond his control.
Was it because of what happened back then?
Retribution had finally arrived.
The young master slowly fell and drew his last breath.
He could have become one of the most brilliant pearls in this magnificent era that had just begun, but now, he had to say goodbye to the world in advance.
He felt sorry but couldn’t reconcile himself.
But finally, he could have a good sleep.
His consciousness scattered and was enveloped by darkness.
No one knew that the future leader of the Rain Clan, one of the six divisions of the immortal palace, had died silently before blooming in a deep valley on the periphery of Qinling.
Dozens of elders and experts from the Tingyu family also died together with him.
A splendid era was about to begin.
“Ancestor of Heavenly Deity Clan!”
It never occurred to Li Mu that the most vicious enemy would be hiding in the Heavenly Deity Clan chief’s body, who had succeeded to execute a sneak attack in such an incredible way that he managed to injure Li Mu seriously.
“Well. If I had known that it was you, the little trash, who would block this tunnel, I wouldn’t have wasted so much effort.”
The headless body of the chief was flexible. Crimson flesh wriggled on his neck. Soon, a new head grew out. His skin and flesh peeled off like a python, and new muscles as well as bones grew inside.
The scene was extremely strange and terrifying.
Soon, a completely unfamiliar body emerged from the former body of the chief’s.
His well-built muscles, vigorous vitality, spirited body, and youthful face all spoke volumes of his Heavenly Deity Clan’s blood. He was handsome and brimmed with masculinity, much like a destined hero in a new era.
He was the true Ancestor of Heavenly Deity Clan.
Who would have thought that the man with such an upright face would resort to a sneak attack by possessing another person’s body?
“It seems that none of the god descendants were capable cultivators.”
The Ancestor clucked his tongue as he shook his head.
“Have those old geezers within the seal back then already died of old age? It astonished me that they had chosen you to be a formal candidate of one of the six tunnels… You are nothing but a soul which should have been killed by me. But you escaped and kept struggling at death’s door. It must have been really hard for you to pluck up your courage to meet the challenge.”
The Ancestor didn’t have a good opinion of Li Mu at all.
It was because he had already killed Li Mu once in Heavenly Fox Secret Realm. The fact that he killed Li Mu as easily as crushing an ant meant that he was not worthy of any mention at all.
“Old bastard, I’ll cut off your head today as a memorial to Bai Jun the God of War.”
Li Mu’s blood surged. His broken bones recovered in an instant and his internal injuries healed completely. The fighting desire in him ignited like a burning fire.
The Ancestor’s words revealed a lot of information.
He knew about the existence of god descendants as well as the sealing tactical deployment, and he even knew that someone would block him in the six tunnels. Thus, he took great pains to attach himself to the body of a younger generation and execute a sneak attack.
No matter if they were traitors or god descendants, they were clearly aware of each other’s existence, and they’d taken each other to be imaginary enemies that had been prepared for many years.
Obviously, things were more complicated than what Li Mu was aware of.
But it didn’t matter.
He just needed to do what he should do.
“Ha Ha Ha. You are just an ignorant junior. How dare you, a dead soul escape from my attack, provoke me? Go to the hell!”
The Ancestor attacked.
The same combat skills and moves performed by the Ancestor were many times stronger than those of the Heavenly Deity Clan chief’s, which made the strange void tremble.
“Go to hell!”
Li Mu also launched his strike.
Terrifying powers collided in the void.
In an instant, they had exchanged countless blows.
Li Mu was sent flying.
“He is a tough cultivator of Upper King Realm, and isn’t weaker than Cloud Light Saintess and the others.”
Li Mu immediately estimated the Ancestor’s combat strength, which was almost the same as what he expected.
“What? You have improved again in such a short time? That’s interesting.” The Ancestor also found that Li Mu’s cultivation and combat capability had improved a lot since their last battle in Heavenly Fox Secret Realm, which surprised him to some extent.
“However, you must die anyway.”
With the Ancestor conjuring a sword formula, sixteen divine swords condensed by Taoist runes emerged around him. The swords hummed as if they seemed to be in harmony with heaven and earth. The incomparably oppressive sword intent surged over with a sense of destruction.
The Four-Blade God Killing Broadsword in Li Mu’s hand activated the Broadsword Intent of 24 Solar Terms to the extreme, and the realm of Intent spread out.
“Ha Ha. Heavenly Deity Clan’s sword cut through the sky!”
The Ancestor attacked, and sixteen divine swords flew out heading straight at Li Mu with extremely destructive power.
The same move made by the chief posed no threat to Li Mu. But now, he felt that death was looming over him.
“Come out! Right Arm of Bones!”
Li Mu didn’t hesitate to activate another trump card.
The broadsword in his right hand was instantly replaced by Samsara Knife, which was made of silver-mountain-like strange stone.
The strange silver flames began to burn and suddenly erupted. Hundreds of meters of flames shot up into the sky, which appeared like the scorching sun lighting this dim and strange space.
“Wu Ming Broadsword-using Method!”
Li Mu performed the move of Wu Ming Broadsword-using Method taught by Green Fox God’s father, Divine-winged Fox.
Kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!
Lights and shadows intersected with the collision of their ultimate moves.
Sixteen swords were smashed one by one, and Li Mu went against the current, as if his Samsara Knife really contained the power of reincarnation. The clothes wrapping his right arm had been ripped open, revealing the jade-like white bones. Surrounded by silver flames, he seemed to be possessed by the Killing God.
“Humph, You have overestimated your capabilities. You’re just throwing straws against the wind.”
The Ancestor snorted coldly.
But he indeed felt the pressure.
The improvement of Li Mu’s strength was an extreme shock to the Ancestor.
“You’ve got the divine blood of Bai Jun the God of War, haven’t you?” The Ancestor finally understood the difference. He stared at Li Mu and asked loudly.
Back then, they had killed Bai Jun the God of War and obtained his divine blood. But when they merged with it, they found that the effect wasn’t as good as they had expected. And he realized that what they had gained was incomplete divine blood. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t find the lost part in the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm.
Now that Li Mu’s strength improved so speedily, it could be ascertained that Bai Jun the God of War must have given his divine blood essence to Li Mu when he was being chased by them.
“So what?” Li Mu advanced rapidly with his broadsword and said, “I’m going to kill you today and cut off your head as a sacrifice to Bai Jun the God of War.”
Li Mu’s broadsword moves were unpredictable. He was as imposing as the Killing God of Nine Heavens.
The two experts were constantly exchanging blows and switching positions in the sky.
The entire strange space was made unstable by this terrifying turbulence.
“Ha Ha Ha, you yourself are not my opponent.” The Ancestor laughed heartily. “In other words, as long as I extract your tendons and refine your blood, I’ll obtain the complete divine blood. Ha Ha Ha. God is really treating me well by making you come and challenge me by yourself, so the divine blood will belong to me solely.”
Boom!
Li Mu was sent flying and his half body was almost smashed.
At the same time, the Ancestor’s waist was also hit by Li Mu’s knife and was almost cut in half.
“You deserve to die!” The Ancestor bellowed, “Heavenly God’s Extreme Assimilation Palm!”
It was another extremely powerful move of the Heavenly Deity Clan.
Li Mu’s long broadsword evolved into a fist. The Fist Intent was integrated with the power of his knife. Li Mu held the broadsword with both hands and shouted, “Laughing at Immortal Demons!”
It was the seventh move of Zhenwu Boxing.
Boom!
The two extreme powers collided once again, which produced chaotic flows of terrifying energy.
“Puff…” Li Mu’s Broadsword Intent cut into the Ancestor, smashing half of his body into a bloody pulp. The Ancestor was seriously injured in an instant.
However, Li Mu was also hit by a giant heavenly hand which fell from the sky. With a deafening bang, he was almost reduced into a pile of meat as his blood spurted out and was mixed with pieces of his internal organs.
Both sides suffered great losses.
But it wasn’t a fatal wound for these two experts with great cultivation.
Each of them rapidly recovered with their vital energy and blood.
The battle began again in an instant.
This kind of fierce battle could be said to be the most dangerous and fiercest since Li Mu stepped out of the universe.
Time went by.
Gradually, the Ancestor’s expression changed.
“Shit! This little bastard is young and vigorous and also in his prime. Besides, he possesses a special Body-refining Cultivation Method, which makes his physical body incredibly strong. I could not believe that his recovery speed was that fast. However, I revived in this compound body. My original physical body has already aged. I have to maintain the peak state of my youth by activating Source Energy. If this battle continues, I may lose.”
The Ancestor saw the crisis of failure.
But Li Mu didn’t give him a chance anymore.
The fierce battle had lasted for a quarter of an hour. The Ancestor’s recovery speed began to slow down, and his strength started to weaken. Gradually, he was suppressed by Li Mu.
“Old bastard, sacrifice your head.”
Li Mu’s attacks became more and more violent like a thunderstorm.
“Ah…” the Ancestor cried out miserably when his body was hacked apart.
“Damn it.”
His expression changed. He turned around and tried to flee.
It was a tragedy for the top figure of a previous generation.
He had been consumed and defeated by his opponent’s vigor and youth.
“I will never let you off. Go to the hell!”
Li Mu brandished his broadsword aggressively like a flash of divine lightning.
His movement was as fast as Somersault Cloud. In the battle with Li Mu, as long as the Ancestor showed any signs of defeat, it was basically impossible for him to escape.
In the end, the Ancestor was killed by Li Mu in one strike.
Li Mu used his Four-Blade God Killing Broadsword to slash the Ancestor’s body, which made it unable to recover. He also completely destroyed the spiritual essence of the Ancestor-This knife was incredibly lethal to cultivators with divine blood flowing in their bodies.
With the Ancestor’s death, his body began to transform into mist.
The foot of a broken brass tripod emerged in the void amidst the mist. It looked simple and unsophisticated and was engraved with seal characters and mysterious patterns. The design looked clumsy but sophisticated at the same time. And the profound meaning was indicated in a simple way.
“Is… is it the key fragment of the immortal palace that the Athanasia Taoist child mentioned?”
Li Mu felt a mysterious aura surrounding the broken foot of the brass tripod.
The key to the immortal palace could most likely be a divine brass tripod.
The giant cauldron was broken by six major traitorous devil clans. Each of them held one of the six fragments so that they could restrain each other. After their return to the Earth, the immortal palace’s door could be opened on the condition that the six clans gathered together to assemble a complete cauldron.
All of a sudden, Li Mu was clear with a lot of things.
Having observed carefully, he was about to grab the broken foot of the tripod.
Swoosh!
Suddenly a stream of light shot toward the tripod foot at an extreme speed.
Someone made the first move, so as to grab the prize first.
“You’re looking for trouble.”
Li Mu was furious.
His broadsword light flashed.
Puff!
The figure was sent flying.
But almost at the same time, there were more than a dozen light streams rushing toward the broken foot of brass tripod at the speed of lightning.
Li Mu was seriously injured in the battle against the Ancestor just now. He had to activate his Cultivation Method again to force himself to fight again.
Boom! Boom!
All the plunderers were sent flying by him.
Li Mu approached the broken foot of brass tripod and grabbed it.
A gentle sensation radiated from the cauldron foot.
“Li Mu, this tripod is a divine object. Only the virtuous deserve it. How dare you steal it?” A voice was heard. An expert in divine armor with auspicious clouds patterns stared at Li Mu sharply and threatened him in a cold voice.
“Li Mu, hand over the broken foot to me. Our Mist Clan can guarantee that you won’t die,” another divine general who suddenly appeared in the fog said eagerly.
Li Mu was surrounded by dozens of people, all of whom were experts among god descendants of major departments from the former immortal palace.
