The shocking news came out.
The Immortal Ancient Battlefield opened again.
This time, it was a battle between the Demon-suppressing Pavilion and the Grand Immortal Master, Dongfang Yeren, and the Demon Cultivators Alliance.
The two camps had been confronting each other for almost a year, and both sides had suffered losses.
Now, the top existences in the world were finally involved, and the battle had developed to the scale of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
Moreover, this time, the Immortal Ancient Battlefield was a third-level battlefield.
Immortal Master.
Former emperor.
Immortal Sage.
Ten battles for each side.
Ordinary citizens and many small powers didn't have any personal experience with the opening of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield. After all, with their status and identity, they probably only felt that this was a high-level battle that only existed in the legends.
However, only those who truly possessed a certain level of power and status would understand what this news meant.
It was like a sharp sword, a knife, that was going to cut through time, cut the galaxy, and define the old and the new era.
Destruction.
Or rebirth.
For the people of both camps, it was so.
The world was restless.
On Meteor Island, the atmosphere was relatively calm.
Because today, the Meteor Island Great Immortal Court was under the absolute control of Dongfang Yeren.
Li Mu and Hua Xiangrong walked on the quiet mountain road.
The general trend of the world was changing a little too fast. Li Mu decided to empty his mind first and ponder over what was going on.
The old faker was brought to the immortal world by the Demon-suppressing Pavilion from the Chaotic World as a prisoner. Since he came, he had been imprisoned in the Thunder Prison. He should have no contact with the immortal world.
But it happened that his understanding of the immortal world was far better than that of Li Mu, who had worked hard for several years.
Not to mention other things, his understanding of the Immortal Ancient Sacred War was far better than that of Li Mu.
And his judgment of the situation was even better than that of Dongfang Yeren.
Why did he feel that the old faker was the real native of the immortal world?
Somehow, Li Mu felt that something was not quite right.
Of course, this did not mean that he suspected the old faker.
But he felt that the old faker's identity might be a big mystery.
Then, Li Mu began to doubt his identity.
If he was really just an ordinary boy from Earth, why did the old faker follow him for so many years? There were so many young people on Earth, but the old faker taught him the Xiantian Skill and the Zhenwu Boxing.
At that time, many things might have felt like they were just coincidences.
But looking back now, how could there be so many coincidences in the world?
It was a matter of course.
They all had the heart to plant flowers.
Li Mu felt that he had to take a good look at the road ahead and carefully think many things over again.
Hua Xiangrong followed Li Mu quietly and did not speak. She was like a timid little bird, accompanying Li Mu like a shadow.
The scenery on Meteor Island was extremely beautiful.
Wandering around it was like walking in a paradise.
Just two hours later, Li Mu turned around and walked back.
This was because he knew very well that he did not have much time left.
If he really wanted to participate in the so-called Immortal Ancient Arena Holy Battle, the old faker said that he needed to practice in seclusion again, so he had to race against time and put it on the agenda.
In fact, he had already made some decisions in his heart.
Li Mu had already realized that the opening of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield was probably facilitated by the resistance army.
Today's situation was definitely what the leaders of the Central Chaotic Lands hoped for.
Perhaps Dongfang Yeren's mission in the Great Immortal Court was to find a way to enter the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
Li Mu vaguely remembered that Dongfang Yeren had once mentioned this matter, but at that time, he said that they needed to find some kind of key to enter a certain place. Now that he thought about it, this place was undoubtedly referring to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield. However, at that time, Dongfang Yeren and the resistance army did not think of using the arena to enter.
Because the requirements to activate this condition were too high.
This was the plan of the resistance army leaders in the absence of him and the Little Demon Ancestor.
A lot of hope was pinned on Dongfang Yeren.
Perhaps this was the reason why Fang Tianyi did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to send Dongfang Yeren to the position of Great Immortal Master.
But he did not expect that in the case of Li Mu and the Little Demon Ancestor, the Demon-suppressing Pavilion would be forced to such an extent that even the people of the Demon-suppressing Pavilion and the Immortal-suppressing Pagoda of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals finally took action.
Was this the expansion of the war?
Anyway, in the end, when Old Fish and Evil Moon broke out of the Thunder Prison, for the Demon-suppressing Pavilion and even the entire Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, everything was completely out of control.
Their risky action could no longer completely eliminate Dongfang Yeren and the Demon Cultivator Alliance in a short period of time. Their original plan had a huge flaw.
At this time, there was no turning back.
They could only activate the mode of the Immortal Ancient Holy War.
For the resistance army, this was a pleasant surprise.
It meant that they could take the opportunity to send some people into the Immortal Ancient Battlefield under the nose of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.
This was also the reason why the old faker, Hua Xiangrong, Wang Shiyu, the stupid dog, and many other experts from the Chaotic World wanted to participate in the Immortal Ancient Holy War. Because they were all unfamiliar faces, it was like planting undercover agents. The original leaders and experts of the resistance army were already on the list of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, so it was too difficult for them to faint, so they had to be new people.
"What on earth is in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield that the resistance army attaches so much importance to?"
Li Mu thought to himself as he set foot on the road back with Hua Xiangrong.
They came to the Immortal City.
On the street, there were few people.
The atmosphere was a little gloomy.
Even in the area that Dongfang Yeren absolutely controlled, the news of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield spread out was also affected.
Li Mu walked past the periphery of the military office.
Nowadays, the military office was relatively empty.
Because almost all the troops had been drawn out. Except for the soldiers and generals that Liu Yizhi had tricked away, the divine soldiers and generals led by He Yingxin had not returned to Meteor Island.
The moment he passed by, Li Mu suddenly felt a familiar aura.
"Eh?"
A strange look appeared on his face.
He turned back, came to the gate of the military office, and pushed the door open.
The armored soldiers on both sides recognized Li Mu's identity, so they did not dare to stop him.
Li Mu came to the depths of the military office, crossed the main hall, and came to a quiet room in the backyard. He saw a familiar figure, who was wearing a loose blood-red robe, with long hair fluttering in the wind. He had a fair and thin face. He was sitting cross-legged in the void about two meters above the ground, inhaling and exhaling the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. He was in a state of meditation, quietly cultivating.
"I can't believe he has recovered."
Li Mu's eyes revealed a look of surprise.
That man was Mie Wuyu.
He was the former genius of the headquarters of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals who had been directly abandoned by the Demon-subduing Pavilion.
In the past few days, Li Mu had been so busy with other things that he almost forgot about this person.
He had thought that with such a serious injury, he would not survive more than a few days.
Even the Demon-subduing Pavilion had given up on him.
Unexpectedly, he had survived the death tribulation, and his aura had recovered a lot. The energy fluctuations all over his body had reached the level of a half-step Immortal Emperor.
What a tenacious will and vitality.
If there was enough time, could this person directly return to his peak state?
Li Mu's expression flickered.
How should he deal with it?
Kill him again?
Staying here would be a hidden danger.
Just as Li Mu was hesitating whether to make a move, the energy fluctuations in the courtyard disappeared. Mie Wuyu slowly opened his eyes, landed on the ground, and stood up straight to look at Li Mu.
He had long noticed Li Mu's arrival.
The look in his eyes was a little complicated.
"Don't worry, I won't go against you again," Mie Wuyu said straightforwardly, having guessed Li Mu's mind without much effort.
Li Mu was stunned.
Did he give up on the Demon-subduing Pavilion because he was abandoned?
It was not impossible.
"You're on your own."
Li Mu nodded and turned to walk out of the courtyard.
In fact, if he thought about it carefully, he did not have to worry about Mie Wuyu causing trouble on Meteor Island.
Not to mention, there was the old faker, a bottomless pit, on this island. What kind of storm could Mie Wuyu stir up?
Just as Li Mu was about to walk out of the courtyard, Mie Wuyu suddenly said, "I heard that the Immortal Ancient War is about to begin?"
Li Mu stopped and turned to look at him. "Yes."
Mie Wuyu asked, "Can I join the war?"
"You?" Li Mu was startled. "Join the war? On whose behalf? "
Mie Wuyu said, "On your behalf."
Li Mu rubbed his chin, suddenly understanding what Mie Wuyu was thinking. "You want to take revenge on the Demon-subduing Pavilion?"
Mie Wuyu's pale face was drained of blood. "As long as I have a chance to fight against the Demon-subduing Pavilion, I will pay any price."
Damn it.
Li Mu looked at the young man.
Paranoid.
This man's character had not changed at all from before the competition on the Fallen Immortals Platform.
In order to fight with him, he had exhausted all means and even ignored the overall layout of the Demon-subduing Pavilion. Before fighting against Dongfang Yeren, he had challenged him, causing the plan of the Demon-subduing Pavilion to almost fail.
But now, in order to take revenge on the Demon-subduing Pavilion for abandoning him, he was willing to pay any price.
Crazy and paranoid.
To be honest, Li Mu did not like such a person.
He lived in a completely selfish world. For his own obsession, he would never care about others.
But as for whether to agree or not, Li Mu did not give an answer.
"Just wait."
With that, Li Mu left with Hua Xiangrong.
What exactly was going on in the Great War of the Immortal Ancient Era? What kind of people would be selected for the ten great wars of the upper, middle, and lower levels? What kind of people would be selected? How would they prepare? There were many other things that Li Mu had yet to figure out. Currently, he was not involved in this matter, so he could not give Mie Wuyu any answer.
Li Mu had already thought about the importance of this matter very clearly.
Therefore, what he needed to do now was to seize the time to improve his strength and figure out the cause and effect of the matter, instead of sympathizing with an enemy who seemed to have turned over a new leaf.
It was just the appearance.
It should be noted that back then, countless experts of the Demon Cultivator Alliance had died in the hands of Mie Wuyu.
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