When he returned to the Desktop Peak, Li Mu felt that the atmosphere of the West Sea Sword Sect was different.
A kind of tension before a great battle was spreading.
The repair of the floating fighting ring meant that the ten battles between the Devil Cult and the nine major sects of the Decent Alliance were about to begin.
The West Sea Sword Sect was preparing for the battle.
As for the handymen like Li Mu, they were more strictly guarded. They were not allowed to wander around the Desktop Peak. Without the summons and orders of the West Sea Sword Sect, they had to stay in their respective rooms, which was almost equivalent to being controlled.
That afternoon, some martial arts practitioners and small sects who came to watch the fun decided to retreat and left in advance. The harshness of the nine major sects made these people feel insulted, so they protested in this way.
"Xiao Duan, you should leave, too." Ding Yi quietly persuaded Li Mu.
Li Mu pretended to be in high spirits and said, "Don't, Brother Ding. It's the battle between the decent and the devil. After such a long time of preparation, it's finally about to begin. The climax is coming. It's not easy for me to have such an opportunity, so I must watch it to the end."
Ding Yi said earnestly, "But it's very dangerous. Do you think those people really chose to leave because they were treated harshly? No, these experienced Jianghu people are like birds that can predict the weather in advance. They felt the danger, so they left in advance."
"Danger?" Li Mu said, "Are they afraid of being regarded as cannon fodder?"
Ding Yi glanced at Li Mu and said, "It's good that you can think of this. However, the danger that may appear is not limited to this … Forget it, I've already arranged a flying shuttle for you to leave. You can leave tonight."
Li Mu shook his head and said, "I want to stay and watch the fun."
He asked, "Then why don't you leave, Brother Ding?"
"As a famous hero in Jianghu, the fun here can't be separated from me." Ding Yi habitually boasted a few words, then looked at Li Mu. He wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. Finally, he shook his head and left.
Looking at Ding Yi's back, Li Mu felt warm in his heart.
Although this friend he met by chance in the restaurant liked to boast, in fact, he did not have much ability. He was just a low-level figure in the martial arts Jianghu on the Bitter Star. But he was warm-hearted, and he was much more loyal than those so-called nine sects of the Decent Alliance.
Most righteous people are dog butchers, while most heartless people are scholars.
Before the sun set, many more people left.
Night fell.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in the stone chamber, cultivating his primitive natural qi.
Suddenly, the sound of stealthy footsteps and breathing came from outside.
Li Mu remained calm and collected, as if he had not noticed anything.
The door of the stone chamber was suddenly knocked open, and a figure, as fast as lightning, appeared in front of Li Mu in an instant. With a flash of broadsword light, the back of the broadsword patted on the back of Li Mu's head.
Li Mu's body went limp and he fell down.
"Little Duan, Little Duan?" The figure gently shook Li Mu.
The moonlight outside shone in and fell on his face. It was Ding Yi who had returned.
Seeing that Li Mu was completely unconscious, Ding Yi was completely relieved. Then, he took out a strong rope and tied Li Mu up firmly. Then, he carried Li Mu up and walked out of the stone chamber.
Along the way, Ding Yi was very careful, as if he was avoiding something.
Under the moonlight, he carried Li Mu all the way to a small temporary port on the west edge of the Desktop Peak. There was a small flying boat with a cabin, and there were already several people on it.
Seeing Ding Yi coming over, one of them asked, "Have you brought him here?"
"Yes, I've brought him here." After throwing Li Mu over, Ding Yi said, "Just go to Fengming City."
"Let's go." The man caught Li Mu and threw him on the deck. Then, he ordered his assistant to start the flying boat.
An arc cut through the sea of clouds, and the flying boat sped away, heading for the periphery of Mount Shu at lightning speed.
Ding Yi looked at the disappearing flying boat, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, brother."
Then, he leaped up and flew directly to the foot of the Desktop Peak.
At this moment, Ding Yi, who was at the peak of the Great Master Realm, showed a speed and body movements that were completely inconsistent with his realm. He was extremely fast, like a lone swan. In a flash, he could travel thousands of meters. Obviously, he was using a secret flying method.
He was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the foot of the Desktop Peak.
The Sword Peaks of Mount Shu were inserted into the ground one by one. Looking from the sky, they looked like a jungle composed of towering trees. The bottom of the Sword Peak was narrow, rugged, dark, and damp. Many places were covered with moss and rotten mud. Looking up, one could only see the sky.
At night, the light was even darker. One could not see his own fingers, as if he were in hell.
Ding Yi came to a small stone forest at the bottom of the Desktop Peak with ease.
This small stone forest seemed to be naturally formed, but it also seemed to be formed after the trees were petrified. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing unusual. But when Ding Yi walked in, he came to the stone pillar in the middle, sat cross-legged, and made a few hand gestures. Then, the space elements began to circulate.
The whole stone forest suddenly seemed to have disappeared.
Then, there was a rumble, and rocks rolled down like rain.
In a quarter of an hour, the huge Desktop Peak rose by more than 100 meters before it slowly came to a stop.
Ding Yi was soaked in sweat.
A strange and powerful force circulated, and his whole body emitted a reddish-black light.
The power of the Great Sage was swirling around Ding Yi, surging.
Obviously, this was his real power.
After a long time, he slowly exhaled.
"Finally, it's a little higher. I have to be as fast as possible. Otherwise, I won't have enough time. I can't fall behind others," Ding Yi said to himself.
As he made another hand gesture, the hand gestures flew out and were injected into the stone pillars of the surrounding stone forest. The sound of rubbing rocks rang out, and the stone pillars returned to normal. The whole stone forest also slowly reappeared.
Ding Yi got up and walked out of the stone forest.
He looked up at the sky. The moon was shining brightly.
The West Sea Sword Sect on the Desktop Peak must be in a panic again.
He smiled and was about to leave when his expression suddenly changed.
When he looked back abruptly, he found that behind him, in front of the small stone forest, a figure had appeared. He was dressed in a crimson sword robe, which seemed to be a flame that suddenly burned in the darkness. In his eyes, there seemed to be threads of sword light flowing, and lightning flashing.
"Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea?"
Ding Yi's expression changed dramatically.
The figure who suddenly appeared was Tan Rushuang, the head of the West Sea Sword Sect, one of the three major sword sects. He stood quietly in front of the stone forest, blocking Ding Yi's way back to the stone forest.
"It turns out that the little rat who has been hiding for so many days is you?"
Another voice came.
It was Qu Yi, the Lord of Cold River City, Qu Xuening, the Young Lord of Cold River City, and several other disciples of Cold River City.
At the same time, the surrounding figures showed up one after another.
They were all experts of the West Sea Sword Sect and Cold River City, who had long been lying in ambush in the surroundings.
Ding Yi's face darkened.
He knew that he had been discovered.
And he should have been discovered a long time ago.
The other side had already set up a trap. Tan Rushuang's position just blocked his way back to the stone forest. Obviously, it was done deliberately. The surrounding crowd obviously would not give him a chance to escape.
Moreover, Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, and Qu Yi, the Lord of Cold Mountain City, were two experts in the Void-breaking Realm. They were equivalent to thousands of troops.
"How did you find out?" Ding Yi looked at the two experts in the Void-breaking Realm.
He had been very careful, and he had used a secret method. Logically speaking, he should not have been noticed, let alone discovered.
"Haha, that day, you absorbed the Precious Qi of Cyan Lotus much faster than others, so I paid special attention to you. Sure enough, I found out that you were stealthily plotting something in secret." Qu Xuening, the Young Lord of Cold River City, sneered and said, "You hid it very well. Unfortunately, you still can't escape my eyes."
Ding Yi sighed.
He knew that Qu Xuening was like a mad dog. Whoever he set his eyes on, he would definitely fight to the end. However, he did not expect that just because of the trivial matter that day, this mad dog had set his eyes on him, a "nobody" … By accident, Qu Xuening had ruined his plan.
This was really bad luck to the extreme.
"Tell me, who on earth are you?" Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of West Sea, opened his mouth. His voice was as faint as the sound of a sword, with a sense of sharpness that could stimulate one's bone marrow. Every word was like a beam of sword light, standing in one's heart.
Ding Yi laughed and said, "Me? Ding Yi of Fengming City, haha, I'm just an ordinary nobody in Jianghu. "
"Now that things have come to this, why do you still pretend?" Qu Xuening, the Young Lord of Cold River City, said, "You know the secret of the Desktop Peak, and you can control the Desktop Peak and make it rise continuously. Even if you don't tell me your background, I have already guessed most of it."
"Oh?" Ding Yi sneered and said, "Tell me about it."
"Haha, the world thinks that three of the seven branches of the Devil Cult have been eliminated, leaving only four branches. But in fact, what's the matter? Now, there are already the Dragon King Ridge, the Moon Dao Sect, the Sky-overlooking Pavilion, the Water and Moon Sect, the First Tang Dynasty, and the Li Shan Sect in White Emperor City. Among them, two of the three branches that were rumored to have been destroyed have appeared. The remnants of the Devil Cult are like the evil fire. How can it be so easy to exterminate them? Now, only the Fate-defying Sect, which was known as the most mysterious in the past, has not shown up. You've tried your best to make a fuss on the Desktop Peak. What else do you have except for your identity as the future leader of the Fate-defying Sect? "
Qu Xuening smiled faintly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.
Ding Yi clapped his hands and said, "Well said, and you're right. Yes, I'm the future leader of the Fate-defying Sect. It's my bad luck that I was discovered by you. But if you want to keep me here, I'm afraid you have to pay a price. Don't forget, this is Mount Shu, and it's under the Desktop Peak. For hundreds of years, the Desktop Peak has always been the headquarters of the Fate-defying Sect."
There was not much tension on his face.
Qu Yi, the Lord of Cold River City, who had been silent, slowly said, "Under the Desktop Peak? Haha, even if you're in White Emperor City, so what? Can you turn the sky upside down? Even the Fate-defying Sect's leader is doomed to die if he appears here, not to mention a junior like you. "
This was the domineering aura of a supreme expert.
Ding Yi was burning all over, surrounded by a powerful aura. The dark flame that was as deep as the abyss swirled around him, making him look like a ghost killer in the dark night. With an unprecedented powerful force, he said, "Then give it a try."
He was fearless.
At this time, Qu Xuening suddenly opened his mouth again and said in a slightly playful tone, "Since I can detect your sneakiness, then take a guess. Can your friend who has just been sent away really leave Mount Shu?"
Ding Yi's figure suddenly froze.
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