The entire Land of Immortal Ascension was in an uproar.
Li Mu had won.
He had won again.
This Human Race evildoer who had risen like a comet had once again defeated a Quasi-emperor expert in the arena.
Previously, when he defeated Jiang Xuan of the Corpse Race, there were some coincidental factors. This was because the Corpse Race's system, which was good at melee combat, happened to be restrained by Li Mu's cultivation technique. But this time, when he defeated Gu Tieyi, it was a simple victory. There was no luck, and no one could find any fault with it.
This battle had also revealed Li Mu's true cultivation to the various races — —
The fifth level of the Celestial Master realm.
Therefore, Li Mu had indeed concealed his cultivation from the beginning.
He was not a Dao Master, but a middle-level Celestial Master.
But this level of concealment was completely negligible in front of his illustrious battle record.
And with his cultivation at the middle-level of the Celestial Master realm, Li Mu had consecutively defeated a Quasi-emperor expert twice. This record was enough to be recorded in the top three in the history of the Hundred Race Holy War.
"He's not the first?"
Li Mu was very surprised.
Everyone in the room looked at him speechlessly.
Shi Baixuan said, "The first in the historical record is a senior of the Human Race. He was a Celestial Master and defeated six great Quasi-emperors in a row. In the end, he won the title of [First Immortal Among One Hundred Thousand People] and obtained immortal elixirs and weapons. He left behind endless legends and glory."
"There is such a ruthless person?"
Li Mu was quite surprised.
"Then where is this person now?" he asked again.
Zhi Qiance replied, "This senior's whereabouts are very mysterious. Usually, he is like a dragon whose head and tail are rarely seen. After he won the championship in the Hundred Race Holy War, it was even more difficult to find traces of him. It is rumored that about six thousand years ago, he left this world and ascended to the Immortal Realm."
Ascended to the Immortal Realm?
So awesome?
Li Mu was quite fascinated as he thought about it.
He was a Celestial Master and defeated six great Quasi-emperors in a row. Thinking back to the past, this senior was peerless and peerless.
"Which holy land does this senior come from? What is his name?" Li Mu asked again.
Shi Baixuan and Zhi Qiance both looked at Daoist Azure Bull.
The world only knows that his name is Fang Huamei, and he's a human. There's very little other information. Moreover, ever since senior Fang ascended to the Immortal World, some strange things happened. There's even less information about him in this world. Many people who remembered him gradually forgot about him. Many books that recorded his deeds became blank pages, and the jade pieces that recorded his heroic actions in the Sacred War of the Hundred Races also lost their spirituality, losing their battle images. "
Li Mu was baffled by what he heard.
It did sound weird.
The Green Bull Taoist continued, "By now, there are very few people in the world who know of him. However, the Palace Master and a few others still remember him. That's how I found out."
Li Mu was not a curious baby. After remembering the slightly feminine name of Fang Huamei, he asked, "What about the second place on the record list?"
Shi Baixuan, Zhi Qiance, and the others laughed.
"The second place is the Palace Master. Before he became a Quasi-emperor, he defeated four great Quasi-emperors in a row with the cultivation of the Celestial Master," the Green Bull said proudly.
It turned out to be the old Palace Master.
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Li Mu was taken aback.
He didn't expect the amiable old man to be so fierce and have such a glorious history. But on second thought, it was no wonder. After all, he was the Palace Master of the first holy land of the Human Race. How could he pass Liangshan without some power?
"Li Mu, you don't have to be discouraged. After all, the Sacred War of the Hundred Races has just begun. It's just the Immortal Root List. You still have a chance. When the Sacred War is over, you can definitely break Fang Huamei's record and become the first person in the history of the Sacred War. You can stand high in the distance, overlook the latecomers, and wait for other geniuses to challenge and chase."
Hua Xiangrong also nodded in agreement. "My husband can definitely do it."
Li Mu's heart was also surging.
It did sound like a very interesting challenge. Standing at the peak like a giant, welcoming the admiration and challenges of the latecomers, leaving behind a shadow for the latecomers to catch up and surpass. It was just like the feeling of being a top student when he was in school.
"Who said I was discouraged? Hehe, although I am a very modest person, such a challenge does sound very interesting. I need to be serious in order to achieve it. "Li Mu smiled with a yearning face.
The Green Bull Taoist, Zhi Qiance, Shi Baixuan, and the others were speechless.
You call this modest?
Your proud little tail is about to rise to the sky.
However, they also had to admit that the current Li Mu was qualified to say such words. He had defeated two great Quasi-emperors in a row. As long as he was given enough time and opportunity, he might really be able to break the dust-laden record of the predecessors.
While they were talking, the disciples of the Dao Palace came in to report, and outside there were experts of the major Holy Lands coming to visit and congratulate Li Mu.
It was a great event for the Human Race to have such a demon-level player. In addition to the Thunder Path Ancestral Mountain, which was already at odds with Li Mu, the other major Holy Lands also came to visit and congratulate him in advance. In case Li Mu really soared to the sky in the future and became an Emperor, with the power of 'Time', he would certainly be a ruthless person among the Great Emperors. To be on good terms with him, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.
Yes.
At this time, no one doubted whether Li Mu could become an Emperor in the future. After experiencing two victories in the Quasi-emperor level battle, in the eyes of the experts of the major races, it was only a matter of time before Li Mu became an Emperor.
This was a kind of recognition and respect.
Zhuge Yun, Lv Liuliang of the Pure Yang Palace, | Jun Wu Yao of the Ink Fragrance Sea of Books, Hua Yan of the Delirium Holy Land … and other famous descendants of the Holy Land all came to the Dao Palace to congratulate him and gave him some small gifts.
Among the Ten Holy Lands of the Human Race, only the Thunder Path Ancestral Mountain and the Huazang Temple did not show up.
Among the foreign races, the Beast Race, the Ape Race, the Tiger Race, the Fox Race, and the Spirit Race also sent messengers to congratulate him.
The arrival of the Spirit Race messenger surprised Li Mu.
After all, the other major races that came had some relationship with Li Mu. Even the messenger of the Fox Race, where Bi Yan was, did not surprise Li Mu. Only the messenger of the Spirit Race, a major branch of the Demon Race, was beyond Li Mu's expectation, because before this, he had no contact with the Spirit Race.
The Spirit Race belonged to the Demon Race and was a major branch of the Demon Race. Most of them were experts with spirits and plants. Slightly different from the other major branches of the Demon Race, the Spirit Race was indifferent in nature and yearned for nature. They rarely participated in battles and had a sense of seclusion among the demons.
"Lord Li Mu is so handsome. Many little girls in our race admire you very much." The messenger of the Spirit Race was a charming thousand-year-old Flower Demon. She was beautiful, attractive, and frank. She exuded the aura of nature and seemed to admire Li Mu very much.
When Wang Shiyu heard this, there was some resistance in her eyes when she looked at the Flower Demon.
There was also a hint of reproach in her eyes when she looked at Li Mu.
"Li Mu, oh, Li Mu, you are too attractive."
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"Senior Gu, how do you feel now?"
Shen Jia carefully helped Gu Tieyi to sit up.
Now, Gu Tieyi no longer had the demeanor of the former champion of the Wind and Cloud Branch. He was old and weak like an old man who was about to die. Even if he sat on the bed, he would gasp for breath with the slightest movement.
Such a scene made Shen Jia's heart ache.
"Don't worry, I won't die … for the time being." A smile appeared on Gu Tieyi's face.
At this time, he had regained his calm state of mind. He had experienced countless storms and hardships in his life, and his state of mind had long been tempered like a rock. He was no longer as emotional as before in the battle in the arena.
He was defeated in the battle and lost all his glory.
Apart from the page boy, Shen Jia was the only heavyweight by his side to take care of him. The other contestants of the Wind and Cloud Branch had already given up on Gu Tieyi.
Within the Sky Demon race, honor and status had always been tied to ability and cultivation. Gu Tieyi, who was old and weak and had lost his cultivation, would not receive any sympathy or pity, and he would not be the only exception.
"Senior, rest in peace. There must be a way to recover," Shen Jia said. "I will definitely find a way to heal you."
Gu Tieyi looked at Shen Jia.
All along, he had favored Shen Jia because the young man had a special quality that the other geniuses of the Wind and Cloud Branch did not possess. Perhaps because Shen Jia had not been in the Chaotic World for long and had not been infected by the cold and undisguised interests of the Wind and Cloud Branch, Shen Jia still retained a trace of warmth and humanity.
"Li Mu's Power of Time … is merely divine. He has just … just touched a little of the Time Taboo, so he can only maintain it for a short period of time. He can't … take away my lifespan forever. I just … need to rest for a while, and I can slowly recover." Gu Tieyi's old face was not without regret. "It's a pity that before that, I … I won't be able to participate in the Sacred War of the Hundred Races. I have to leave the Land of Immortal Ascension for a while. Xiao Jia, you must … be careful in the upcoming battles."
Shen Jia was only slightly relieved when he heard that. "I'll see you off, Senior Gu."
Gu Tieyi shook his head and smiled. "No … no need."
As he spoke, he studied Shen Jia from head to toe.
After a long while, as if he had come to some sort of decision, Gu Tieyi said intermittently, "I, Gu Tieyi, have roamed the world … for a thousand years … I've always been a loner, without founding a sect or a disciple. It's a pity that Xiao Jia … you have another master and have never been willing to join mine. After this battle, perhaps I've gained a blessing in disguise, seeing through the falsehood that I couldn't sort out in the past and no longer being bound by some … old … rules. That's why … Xiao Jia, you don't have to be my disciple. I can … pass my mantle … to you."
Shen Jia instinctively wanted to refuse at that.
"Senior Gu's body is already so weak. If I pass on more, won't my life be in danger?"
But Gu Tieyi directly interrupted Shen Jia and said, "The Sacred War of the Hundred Races happens once … every hundred years. I don't know when the next time will be. Xiao Jia, there's … there's a power hidden in your body that I can't understand … It's very … very strong … but … sometimes it works. You can't completely control it. If you receive my power, maybe you can completely digest it. At that time … you … you can really create a miracle and reach the end of the Sacred War of the Hundred Races. It's not impossible to defeat … defeat Li Mu."
There was still time for the year-end inventory today. There was no competition, so he didn't ask for votes.
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