"You … are not joking, right?"
After hearing Li Mu's words, Little Demon Ancestor's face immediately turned ugly.
Two Immortal Emperors were already in the Demon Subduing Pavilion, and there would be at least two more Immortal Emperors coming.
This news was tantamount to declaring the failure of the Demon Cultivator Alliance's attack on the Demon Suppressing Pavilion.
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The four Celestial Lords were like an insurmountable mountain.
"What should we do?"
Little Monster Ancestor jumped up and paced back and forth.
Li Mu said, "If it doesn't work, we'll have to give up this attack."
The Little Demonic Ancestor rubbed his hands, paced back and forth in thought, then said, "No, the arrow is already on the bowstring, it has to be released. All the Demonic Cultivators have gathered in the Demon Prison Mountain, and now the mountain is already at its peak. If we take a step back, the Demonic Cultivators will never be able to form such a united alliance again."
Li Mu said expressionlessly, "But if we attack them by force, it's very likely that the demonic cultivators will be wiped out. They will never be able to recover from this setback."
Little Fiend Ancestor said, "That's just seeking benevolence and obtaining benevolence."
Li Mu curled his lips and said, "Meaningless sacrifice."
"No, you don't understand." The Little Monstrous Forefather shook his head and said, "Sacrifice is nothing to the Monstrous Cultivator Clan. There are Monstrous Cultivators dying at every moment. What matters is why they die and how they die."
His expression suddenly became agitated.
In Li Mu's mind, the mountain of corpses and the tens of thousands of demonic cultivators being tortured in the Yin Prison District of the Demon Prison flashed across his mind. He sighed and said no more.
"The demon cultivators have endured enough. They don't want to be treated like cattle or horses by the Demon Suppressing Pavilion. No, they don't want to be bullied, killed, and oppressed like weeds. If the demon cultivators are destined to remain in the Immortal Realm forever, then let's put an end to this tragic fate with the battle in a day's time."
The pig's expression was unprecedentedly excited.
It was also unprecedentedly sacred.
Just like those fanatical martyrs.
Li Mu could probably understand this feeling.
However, he still curled his lips speechlessly and said, "What's the use of shouting slogans? The most important thing now is to find a way to solve the current predicament. Actually, there's no need to be so pessimistic. We can slightly adjust our strategic goals and lower our expectations."
Little Monster Ancestor asked, "What do you mean?"
Li Mu said, "Our original plan was to attack the mountain directly and destroy the Demon-suppressing Pavilion in one fell swoop. Now that it's a little difficult, we might as well change the real attack into a fake one. We don't have to force the Demon-suppressing Pavilion to be destroyed. We just need to distract the attention of the Demon-suppressing Pavilion so that I can rescue people from the Thunder Prison. As long as my master and the demon clan are rescued, our strategic goal will be achieved. We can temporarily deal with the Demon-suppressing Pavilion. When these two recover their cultivation, they should be qualified to fight with the Demon Emperor. At that time, we can stage a comeback.
The Little Monster Progenitor pondered.
After a while, he said, "The crux of the problem is that if we can't destroy the Demon-suppressing Pavilion, we can't fulfill our promise to the big shots. If we can't get the support of the vampires, there will be even more variables."
Li Mu burst into laughter and said, "You pig, when did you become so trustworthy? Who cares so much? Let's draw out the big picture first and draw out the greed in the hearts of these big shots. By then, maybe they will be more impatient than you."
The Little Monster Progenitor looked at Li Mu and said dumbfoundedly, "You really are a devil."
Li Mu smiled, "I'll take that as a compliment."
The Little Monster Progenitor ignored Li Mu's smugness. He thought for a while and said, "That's the only way. If that's the case, we can avoid a lot of sacrifices."
Li Mu said, "Actually, there's a more perfect way."
The Little Monster Progenitor's eyes lit up. "What is it? Tell me, can't you say it all at once? "
Li Mu grinned and said, "Think of a way to get a few more helpers. If you can get two more demon cultivators in the Immortal Emperor Realm, it will be even more perfect."
The light in the Little Monster Progenitor's eyes suddenly dimmed. He said helplessly, "Do you think Immortal Emperors are cabbages that can be found on the roadside?"
Li Mu rubbed his chin and said, "I remember that in the Siming Mountain, there is a herd of Cloud-swallowing Beasts. The Beast King of that herd is as powerful as an Immortal Emperor. And what's rare is that this Beast King is kind, hospitable, and willing to help others … You might as well go to him. Maybe he can lend you a hand."
"Huh? The Cloud-swallowing Beast King? " The Little Monster Progenitor said suspiciously, "I've heard of this name. It's said that even the Great Celestial Court avoided him. If he can help, it can indeed double our chances of winning. But the problem is, this Beast King is rumored to be hot-tempered and likes to be alone. It's difficult to communicate with him."
Li Mu pretended not to know and said, "Really? No, it's completely the opposite of what I feel. When I went to the nest of the Cloud-swallowing Beasts, I was warmly received. You can go and have a try. After all, it's a hope. "
The Little Monster Progenitor thought carefully and said, "Well, there's still time. I'll send someone to go again. If that person is willing to help, it'll be equivalent to having one more Immortal Emperor in our camp."
Li Mu got up and said, "That's right."
The two discussed some specific matters of cooperation. After the specific time and steps were precise, they separated.
Li Mu did not go back. Instead, he found the war slaves Eternal Night Rakshasa and Sky-devouring Boy, who were waiting nearby, and asked them to pass the news in the Demon-suppressing Pavilion to He Yingxin, and then to Dongfang Yeren as soon as possible.
After doing all this, when Li Mu returned to the gate of the Demon-suppressing Pavilion, six hours had passed.
"Lu Manzi, did you die in there? Still slacking off? Get out and work! "
Curses came from outside again.
Li Mu disguised himself as Lu Manzi and walked out of the small quiet room. With an obsequious smile on his face, he hurried to work in the herb garden.
There were about 20 hours left before the Demon Cultivators' Alliance attacked the mountain.
Li Mu clearly felt that the atmosphere inside the Demon-suppressing Pavilion had become tense.
The ordinary disciples might not have noticed anything, but many of the elite disciples, elders, and Celestial Masters were obviously nervous or eager to give it a try.
In the gate, some tactical deployments that did not usually operate because of their high energy consumption had quietly started to operate.
Li Mu knew that the Demon-suppressing Pavilion had also noticed or learned some clues and was on guard.
That was normal.
The Demon Cultivators' Alliance was originally a loose alliance, and it was not easy to organize this group of people. The Little Monster Progenitor had done his best, but the news was inevitably leaked.
One should never underestimate their opponent.
That was the number one survival rule in the Immortal World.
Time flew.
In the blink of an eye, 12 hours had passed.
Unsurprisingly, Li Mu once again became the bitter candidate to drive the Flying Ants. That Celestial Master Mu, who had a deep grudge against Li Mu, took Li Mu and a cart of medicinal herbs and elixirs to the prison area to deliver them.
That was Li Mu's plan.
Along the way, Heavenly Master Mu cursed again.
In a bad mood, he was like a resentful woman, looking at everyone with strong hostility. Li Mu, a junior disciple whose status was not as high as his, was easily beaten and scolded. He scolded Li Mu as if he were scolding his own great-grandson.
Li Mu was like a fool. He just grinned along the way.
Even when Celestial Master Mu made two bloody cuts on Li Mu's face, Li Mu just grinned foolishly.
"Motherf * cker, a fool." Heavenly Master Mu spat.
When they arrived at the prison area, the cold air of death blew over.
Driven by Heavenly Master Mu, Li Mu went to the prison fortresses to deliver medicine.
"Brother …" A weak voice sounded.
A little girl was trapped on the rack. Her white dress was soaked with blood, and the bloodstains had turned dark brown. Her little hands and feet were nailed to the rack, and a thin metal tube was inserted in her heart. She was a little unconscious. When she saw Li Mu, she suddenly struggled to speak.
Li Mu was stunned.
Only then did he realize that this little demonic cultivator girl's consciousness had already become a little fuzzy under the long-term torture and torture. Just now, for a moment, she had mistaken him, the person who delivered the medicine, for her brother.
The gloomy fortress, the bloody air, and the horrifying scene.
Li Mu heaved a sigh.
From what he could tell, this young Demonic cultivator was no more than a teenager. Presumably, she had a high status and bloodline. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been placed in a fortress like this, tortured to the point of having her heart blood extracted.
"Brother, I … it hurts."
The little girl looked haggard, and she was so thin that she was almost out of shape. But it could be seen that she used to be a beautiful fairy, but now she looked like a ghost.
Li Mu was not a soft-hearted person.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but stop.
"If I let her down from the rack, will anyone find out?" Li Mu turned to look at Heavenly Master Mu.
Heavenly Master Mu said, "No, her Immortal Marrow Source has been extracted, and she is almost a useless person. She is just squeezing out the last bit of energy … Huh? What do you mean? "
At the end of his words, Heavenly Master Mu suddenly came to his senses and looked at Li Mu unkindly.
He was surprised that this disciple of the Hundred Herb Garden, who was like an idiot, had spoken in such a calm and collected tone, as if he was an important person who had been in a high position for a long time. His tone and attitude caused him to subconsciously respond, and not scold him at all.
However, Li Mu didn't pay any more attention to him.
Li Mu looked at the little girl, sighed, and said, "I shouldn't cause trouble before the war, but … you're lucky."
He raised his hand.
Clink, clink, clink!
The barbs on the rack and the restrictive spell formation were instantly broken.
Then, he helped the little girl down from the rack.
Li Mu knew that it was very irrational for him to do this at this time.
But for some reason, a strong intuition told him that he must do it.
Perhaps it was because the little girl obviously couldn't hold on for too long, and she was about to die like a withered flower.
Heavenly Master Mu's body began to tremble violently.
He finally realized that something was wrong.
How could a little disciple of the Herb Garden break the torture tools carefully made by the Great Master of the sect without triggering any restrictive formations or alarms in such a short time?
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