What was it for?
Suddenly, Mie Wuyu felt that he had underestimated this person.
In the past, he had always felt that if Mu Mu had not defeated him on the Fallen Immortal Platform, he would have easily defeated Dongfang Yeren.
But now, he began to doubt himself.
Without Mu Mu, could he really defeat Dongfang Yeren?
If this man was really as deplorable as she had imagined, why would a peerless genius like Mu Mu be willing to be used by him?
Mie Wuyu began to imagine.
He felt that he must have miscalculated somewhere.
Not just him, but the entire Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda had overlooked a very important piece of information.
Dongfang Yeren was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
This person was very frightening.
His evaluation should be even higher than Mu Mu's.
If they had overlooked Dongfang Yeren because of Mu Mu's dazzling brilliance, that would have been a fatal mistake.
As he thought about it, a smile suddenly appeared on Mie Wuyu's pale, thin face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Very good.
Very good.
The Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda had overlooked Dongfang Yeren. That was great.
He believed that they would definitely be shocked in the arena of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
What else could make him more excited than the Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda paying a price of blood and tears?
Mie Wuyu thought about it, then walked towards the bitter spring for the second time.
At this time, a few auras surged rapidly behind him, closing in.
He turned back to look.
A snow-white crane flew across the sky.
Behind it was a mutated white-headed eagle. The wild and tyrannical aura was difficult to restrain, circulating in the air. This was clearly a mutated ferocious beast that had suddenly evolved after coming to Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Immortals, improving its bloodline and strength.
This white-headed eagle had come from outside Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Immortals.
There was indeed a person standing on its back.
A woman.
She looked to be in her twenties, a little too young. Like a sword, she stood tall on the eagle's back. She was as clean as a pile of snow, and her long black hair was combed into a swordsman's bun. A square jade was fastened to her forehead with a silver hairband. She had an incomparably beautiful face, and her white swordsman's robes fluttered in the wind.
This was a female swordsman with an unparalleled heroic spirit.
Most of her attire was more like that of a warrior from the outside world than an immortal.
However, even Mie Wuyu, who was used to seeing countless outstanding Heaven's Chosen, felt his mind being captivated by that heroic spirit for a moment. He didn't dare to look at it directly.
Whoosh!
The red-crowned crane descended and transformed into a red-crowned crane youth.
That female swordsman in a white dress transformed into a beam of sword light and descended as well, standing beside the Bitter Spring.
The closer he got, the more he could see that this swordswoman was extraordinarily valiant.
Mie Wuyu glanced at her, only to feel an explosion in his mind. Despite his experience, he had never seen another person with such a heroic spirit. Whether it was a man or a woman, whether it was an Immortal Emperor or an Immortal Saint, none of them could compete with this young swordswoman in terms of temperament.
Who was this person?
Just as he was deep in thought, the heroic woman's gaze swept across the area.
His eyes were like two sharp swords.
"Wang Shiyu greets Lord Dongfang."
The female swordsman cupped her hands and bowed.
Her long black ponytail was like a tassel pouring down. It hung down on both sides of her swan-like jade-like neck. Under the sunlight, it was as if every strand of hair was surrounded by a dazzling brilliance.
Mie Wuyu felt his mouth go dry for no reason.
He wasn't a frivolous person, and he wasn't even a lustful person.
But at this moment, he had an urge to rush over and kneel before this female swordsman.
"Damn it."
Mie Wuyu cursed in his heart. He calmed his mind, forcefully controlling the Heart Monkey and locking down his impulses.
A murderous intent rose in his heart.
"How could she so easily trigger my emotions? This woman deserves to die."
Mie Wuyu snorted coldly in his heart.
At this moment, Dongfang Yeren's voice came from the Bitter Spring. "You're here? That's fast. Very good, this is a rare opportunity for you. I've fought with War God Ye for a group of people to come to the Blessed Land of Myriad Immortals to cultivate and improve. Work hard and strive to pass the assessment and obtain the right to participate in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield. Otherwise … "
"Thank you, Lord. I understand."
Wang Shiyu bowed.
"Are you also going to temper your body in the Bitter Spring?" Dongfang Yeren asked again.
The crane boy answered, "Miss Wang is favored by Lord Sword God. She doesn't need to go through the Bitter Spring. She can just go to the Extreme Liquid Pool and train in the Heavenly Sword Hall. It's just that she doesn't forget the person who dug the well when she drinks water. She is grateful for your recommendation, so she specially came to thank you. There aren't many juniors who know how to be grateful."
In the Bitter Spring.
Dongfang Yeren was expressionless on the surface, but he was cursing in his heart.
Wang Shiyu was favored by Sword God Ji Qi?
In the Gods' Hall, Sword God Ji Qi's status was not inferior to War God Ye Kuanglang's. He was also a powerful and ruthless person with shocking cultivation.
Dongfang Yeren himself had been to the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals many times, but he had only met Sword God Ji Qi once.
That man was famous for being arrogant and conceited. He had never even looked at Dongfang Yeren in the eye. Yet, he actually treated Wang Shiyu differently. Including Ye Kuanglang, the God of War, who had also treated Li Mu and his wife differently … Emm, did all the big shots in the Shrine of Gods have a thing for little girls nowadays?
Did they all like young men?
Thinking about it, not long ago, he proposed to find some talented young people from the outside and bring them to the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals for training so that they could quickly replace the geniuses and successors that the Gods' Hall had been training for a long time, so as to reduce the losses of the Gods' Hall. At first, the gods didn't really agree and were mostly against it. They didn't care about the so-called geniuses from the outside at all. Sword God Ji Qi even bluntly said that even a pig in the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals was more outstanding than the so-called geniuses from the outside — although the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals didn't seem to have any pigs.
But now?
Haha.
In Li Mu's words, all of them could be summed up in one word —
"How fragrant."
Dongfang Yeren sighed inwardly.
It was really infuriating to compare oneself with others.
As a Grand Immortal Master, he didn't even get such treatment as Li Mu and the others.
However, seeing that Wang Shiyu's progress in the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals was much smoother than expected, Dongfang Yeren breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, he took the opportunity to recommend a lot of candidates in one go.
Wang Shiyu was one of them.
In addition, there were several others.
They were all candidates from the main camp of the resistance army in the Central Chaotic Regions.
These people had long been secretly scattered all over the Dongsheng Continent. Even Dongfang Yeren had never heard of many of their names. But since it was a list from the leader of the resistance army, he believed that they must be extraordinary and could also pass the inspection of the headquarters of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.
"Go and practice hard. Don't let Sword God Ji Qi down."
Dongfang Yeren said.
"I'll take my leave."
Wang Shiyu turned and left.
Mie Wuyu stared at the back of the female swordsman. The killing intent that had deliberately risen in his heart completely dissipated, replaced by indescribable shock.
This woman was actually a candidate favored by Sword God Ji Qi?
As a 'native' of the Blessed Land of Immortals, Mie Wuyu knew better than Dongfang Yeren what kind of person Sword God Ji Qi was. According to what he knew, Ji Qi had never accepted a disciple, nor did he have a personal disciple. He had countless followers, but none of them caught his eye.
Could it be that Sword God Ji Qi wanted to take this woman as his disciple?
If that was the case, did he want to kill her?
Dream on.
Mie Wuyu smiled bitterly and slowly approached the Bitter Spring.
He let the soul-tearing pain sweep through his body and mind as he soaked in the Bitter Spring.
In a trance, he thought of something else.
Such a stunning woman, even though she had won the favor of Sword God Ji Qi, had come all the way to express her gratitude to Dongfang Yeren. What did that mean?
This meant that Dongfang Yeren's status was extremely important to this woman as well.
First, there was Li Mu and his wife.
Then there was Wang Shiyu.
They all respected Dongfang Yeren so much.
This further confirmed Emotionless Destruction's previous conjecture.
Dongfang Yeren was not simple.
He slowly sank into the Bitter Spring and began to train himself.
…
…
"Break!"
Li Mu shouted in a low voice.
The broadsword light flashed like the Milky Way.
The white-robed, faceless Celestial Sage and his sword were cut in two.
"Done!"
Li Mu was overjoyed.
This time, he had defeated the white-robed, faceless Celestial Sage in a head-on fight.
He did not die of exhaustion by relying on the limitlessly growing Genuine Essence in his body.
Instead, he had defeated him head-on.
In less than the time for an incense stick to burn, he had killed an early-stage Celestial Sage.
A ball of flame, which was as red as the sun, floated out of the corpse of the white-robed, faceless Celestial Sage and surged into Li Mu's body.
Li Mu felt that there seemed to be something extra in his Sea of Consciousness that he could not explain.
There was also a strange feeling in his body, as if something was growing and improving.
Boom!
The world in front of him suddenly disappeared.
The ancient city, the ruins, the stone statues, the dilapidated walls!
Everything was gone.
In the circle of stone pillars of the Warlord Temple, a silver light flashed, and Li Mu's figure appeared in front of the eleventh stone pillar.
Hua Xiangrong, who was guarding on the side, beamed.
Li Mu stood still and was also stunned when he saw Hua Xiangrong. He said, "The trial spaces of the first ten stone pillars have all been opened?"
Hua Xiangrong nodded with a smile.
"Not bad."
Li Mu was excited.
Hua Xiangrong's speed was not slow.
He thought about it and did not let Hua Xiangrong take her Golden Lotus Elixir. Instead, he stopped breaking the trial space of the eleventh stone pillar.
Because at this time, in Li Mu's body, the power of the Golden Lotus Elixir and the Imperial Liquid Pool were still interacting, constantly producing the Immortal Primordial Energy.
Li Mu's Immortal Primordial Energy was still increasing crazily.
It was very strange that the Immortal Primordial Energy would only increase, but not with the improvement of the realm.
Li Mu thought that before he figured out the truth, Hua Xiangrong had better not take risks.
There was one more thing.
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