When that figure fell from the chaotic grey layer in the sky, everyone held their breath.
A figure with a knife?
Was it Mu Mu?
Liu Yizhi and the others were suddenly excited.
Boom!
The figure fell into a pile of rubble.
Dust flew everywhere.
Following that, a figure slowly descended from the sky.
That man was …
"Mu Mu?"
Liu Yizhi jumped up.
He looked as if he had seen a ghost.
The crowd was filled with uncontrollable exclamations of surprise, buzzing like a chaotic tide.
If that man was Mu Mu, then who was the one who had just fallen?
Mie Wuyu?
Wu Yue and the others, who felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, could not help but jump for joy.
His Excellency had indeed won.
In the sky, the chaotic grey storm caused by the fierce battle gradually dissipated. A ray of golden sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, like a golden sword piercing the darkness and descending on the earth.
Li Mu happened to be in the light of the golden sunlight.
There was a palm print on his left chest.
A blood-red palm print.
Three fingers deep into the bone. It was shocking.
Blood stained his arm.
This time, the crowd could clearly see that it was Mu Mu's own blood.
Obviously, he was also injured in such a fierce battle.
And his injury was not light.
But he won.
Because he was the last one standing in the sky.
And Mie Wuyu was already lying in the rubble.
The golden sunlight shone on Li Mu, as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor. Under the illumination of the purple and golden immortal light, he was so solemn and sacred that no one dared to look at him.
He waved his hand.
In the rubble, the Immortal-killing Broadsword fell into his hand and turned into a purple and golden glimmer. Then, Li Mu put it into his body and nourished it with his own essence, qi and spirit.
"Go back."
Li Mu waved to the distant sky.
The huge pigeon king fluttered its wings and circled around Li Mu intimately, cooing.
Li Mu landed on the pigeon king's back and flew away.
Everyone could only see his back.
It was not until dozens of breaths after Li Mu left that the onlookers came to their senses.
Like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, Liu Yizhi rushed over and found Mie Wuyu, who had completely fainted in the rubble.
The young man from the headquarters of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals had a weak aura.
His entire body was covered in saber scars, like the cracks on an old tree. There was a long saber wound on his chest, a transparent hole the size of a bowl. Purple-gold flames circulated in every wound, scorching his skin and flesh black.
His True Essence had already stopped circulating.
His primordial spirit was faintly discernible.
His internal organs were destroyed by some mysterious power and completely exploded.
There was also a saber wound on his Dantian, directly shattering it.
As soon as Liu Yizhi saw it, her heart turned cold.
This was no longer a matter of losing.
It was a matter of life and death.
They were in big trouble.
In his current state, even if he managed to survive, he definitely wouldn't stand a chance against Dongfang Yeren.
This meant that the Demon-suppressing Pavilion's plan to regain the position of Great Deity Master, which had been painstakingly built up for half a year, was basically a failure.
"Quick, let's go back first. It's more important to save him." Meng Xiongfei's face was as pale as a corpse.
Liu Yizhi didn't dare to tarry. He immediately took the unconscious Mie Wuyu and left at lightning speed.
They hurried to find pills and immortal doctors to save him.
Regardless of whether he could be saved or not, at this time, they could only try as much as they could.
Around the collapsed Thousand Blade Peak, the experts of the Great Immortal Court all had an indescribable look of shock on their faces. Their expressions were rich as they exchanged glances with each other. Finally, their gazes landed on the lofty Great Immortal Lord Dongfang Yeren.
These days, Dongfang Yeren was at the heart of the storm, in the midst of a whirlpool.
Many people held an inexplicable contempt towards this Great Deity Master who had risen from the bottom. Especially after Mie Wuyu's domineering appearance, the Demon-suppressing Pavilion had successfully forced Dongfang Yeren to accept Mie Wuyu's challenge. This kind of contempt and schadenfreude had reached its peak.
During this period of time, the Demon-suppressing Pavilion had exerted its strength on Meteor Island.
Many experts of the Great Immortal Court who had wavered previously had all joined the Demon-suppressing Pavilion's camp.
Even some of the experts and upper echelons who had previously pledged their loyalty to Dongfang Yeren had also joined the Demon-suppressing Pavilion's faction.
Although it couldn't be said that the monkeys would scatter when the tree fell, Dongfang Yeren gave off a feeling of the sun setting in the west.
Many people were waiting to see this Great Deity Master make a fool of himself.
But now, this Great Deity Master, who was the most grassroots in history, had used a method that no one could have imagined and succeeded.
He didn't even need to act personally. He had used such a bizarre method to completely resolve the crisis.
So all this time, Dongfang Yeren's forbearance, silence, retreat, and even cowardice were actually all part of his plan for today's battle?
How terrifying.
His thoughts and shrewdness were too terrifying.
When countless gazes looked at Dongfang Yeren again, they no longer dared to have the slightest bit of contempt. Instead, they were filled with deep reverence and wariness.
Even such a disadvantageous situation had been resolved by him.
He had secured the position of Great Deity Master.
In the future, Meteor Island and the East Sage Continent would still belong to Dongfang Yeren.
When everyone thought about their performance in the past few days, their hearts were filled with regret.
What they needed to do now was to quickly think of a way to regain the Great Deity Master's trust in them, or to think of a way to win his forgiveness.
Otherwise, it would be too late to settle the score after the autumn.
Many people were starting to panic.
Some people had already squeezed out a smile and moved closer to Dongfang Yeren.
But Dongfang Yeren turned into a stream of light and directly left.
He was concerned about Li Mu's injury.
…
…
"I'm fine. Don't worry."
In the main hall of the Punishment Hall, Li Mu was jumping up and down.
The palm print on his chest had already become a faint mark. Judging by the situation, it would disappear completely in a few hours at most.
"But when the duel ended just now, you looked like you were seriously injured and about to die." Dongfang Yeren breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You made me worry for nothing."
Li Mu curled his lips and said, "Listen, are you talking like a human? I extinguished no desire with fire. Who did I do that for? For you, of course. What's wrong with you worrying a little? "
Dongfang Yeren smiled and said, "Fine, fine, fine. I was wrong. Haha, to be honest, you won this battle beautifully. On the Demon Prison Mountain, the two old farts, Soul-suppressing Celestial Lord and Forheaven Sect Master, are probably exploding with anger now. The plan of the Demon-subduing Pavilion is completely ruined."
Li Mu said, "Will they send out another person to fight against you?"
Dongfang Yeren shook his head confidently and said, "Even if the Demon-subduing Pavilion can send out another genius like Annihilation Wuyu, it is absolutely impossible for them to force me to fight again. No matter how biased the big shots of the headquarters of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals are towards the Demon-subduing Pavilion, they will not break the rules a second time and let them send someone to challenge me."
Li Mu said, "Are you sure? I feel that these old Taoists of the Demon-subduing Pavilion are very shameless. They are capable of anything. "
Dongfang Yeren said, "There is no doubt about that. You should know that rules are rules. They can be broken once in a while, but if they are broken again and again, then they are no longer rules. And once the rules are broken, the foundation of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals will also be shaken. The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals will never allow such a thing to happen."
Li Mu thought for a moment and said, "You do have a point."
Dongfang Yeren said, "I'm relieved that you're fine. Hur hur, I'm preparing to hold a banquet tonight and gather all the experts on Meteor Island who are above the Heavenly Commander level to celebrate your great victory. Hur hur, at that time, you'll have to make an appearance. I want the entire Meteor Island, the entire Dongsheng Continent, to truly feel your glory, hahahaha. What do you think? Have I finally done you justice by doing this? "
Li Mu immediately understood what Dongfang Yeren meant.
He was forcing all the high-level officials on Meteor Island to make their stance clear again.
This time, their stance was undoubtedly crucial.
Because once they chose sides at this time, they would become the common enemy of both sides if they changed their stance again. If they wanted to be a fence-sitter, they would be courting death.
It could be done.
At this time, by doing so, they could immediately distinguish between friend and foe.
If someone still wanted to cling to the Demon-subduing Pavilion and was stubborn, one could imagine what kind of bloody revenge Dongfang Yeren would take in the future.
However …
Li Mu rubbed his nose and said, "The banquet can be held, but I will not attend."
"Huh?" Dongfang Yeren looked at Li Mu in surprise.
"Has this kid changed?"
"You don't like to show off anymore?"
"You were not like this before."
"This time, I have already set up the stage for you, but you choose to give up?"
Li Mu grinned and said, "I have a fun idea. You will definitely like it."
Dongfang Yeren sensed a conspiracy in Li Mu's smile. He said, "Go ahead."
"I will not attend the banquet tonight. If anyone asks, just tell them that my injury is not serious." Li Mu said with a grin, "But, from today on, I will not show up in public again. The Ministry of Punishment will be under martial law. Tell the public that I am in closed-door training …"
Dongfang Yeren immediately understood.
"You want to use this method to make people think that we're trying to cover things up," he said excitedly. "In reality, you were seriously injured in the battle, and your cultivation base was greatly damaged. You even injured your foundation, and for a very long time, you won't be able to fight, so …"
Li Mu said, "So much so that I am about to die from my injuries."
Dongfang Yeren jumped to his feet and clapped his hands. "Hahaha, wonderful! You are a natural villain, the kind with ulcers on your head and pus on the soles of your feet. Anyone who wants to be your enemy is a nightmare."
Li Mu grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Listen to that, are you even human? Are you complimenting me? "
Dongfang Yeren laughed heartily. "Let's do as you say."
He could not help but click his tongue inwardly.
Just look at Mie Wuyu. He was a good example.
He forced Li Mu to fight no matter what. Before they stepped onto the Fallen Immortal Platform, they probably thought that they had successfully forced Li Mu onto the arena. But in reality? Everything was going according to Li Mu's plan.
How heartless and cruel.
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