"Just you?"
Li Mu looked up and down at the young master of the Four Seas Sect. He was young, handsome, and had a kind of overflowing confidence. The fluctuation of his cultivation was extraordinary. It could be said that he was the strongest person Li Mu had met since he came to this world.
"Of course, just me." The young master of the Four Seas Sect said, "During this period, I was busy with the affairs of the True God and had no time to deal with the affairs of Jianghu. But you made a name for yourself. However, in my eyes, the fame you made is just a joke."
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will cut your tongue?" Li Mu said disdainfully, "For the so-called True God, you don't even care about the Four Seas Sect?"
"Ha ha! The Four Seas Sect is just a toy for me when I'm bored. Li Zhiyuan, you have surprised me quite a bit. One year ago, I nearly toyed with you to death. Who would have thought that you would be able to turn things around?" the young master of the Four Seas Sect said with a faint smile.
A year ago, the one who met the young master of the Four Seas Sect was the real Li Zhiyuan.
Compared with a year ago, the young man in the white robe in front of him had a great change in temperament, and his figure was also different. Therefore, Li Mu, who had integrated Li Zhiyuan's memory, almost didn't recognize him.
Perhaps because of the residual feelings of Li Zhiyuan, when Li Mu looked at this person, a kind of uncontrollable disgust and killing intent rose in his heart.
"Toy? Is Xiao Zhan, the Wild Lion, also your toy? "Li Mu asked rhetorically.
The Young Master of the Four Seas Divine Sect snorted coldly and said, "That old fellow is already old. He is just a burden. Just because he has some bloodline connection with me, he dares to criticize me. It's good to use your hands to get rid of him. After I kill you, I'll place your head in front of his grave. Consider it revenge for him."
What a heartless man!
"Did you send someone to catch Shen Xiaoyue?" Li Mu asked.
The young master of the Four Seas Sect laughed and said, "Yes, that woman's blood is very important to the True God. I originally raised her in the House of Red Sleeves like raising a pig. When the time was right, I would take her blood. But I didn't expect that she would be rescued by you. I had to use some means to get her back."
Li Mu's heart tightened as he asked, "Where is she now?"
"Oh, so you're here to save someone? Haha, you're truly brave and chivalrous. For the sake of an unimportant woman, you actually dared to barge into the Xuantian Cloud Palace alone." The young master of the Four Seas Sect had a confident look on his face, as if everything was under his control. He looked at Li Mu like a cat playing with a mouse and said, "Thirty meters below the center of this prison is the Nest of the True Gods. As long as you can pass through me within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you can rush to the Nest of the True Gods and perhaps you'll have a chance to save that woman. Tsk tsk tsk, unfortunately, you won't have that chance."
"It sounds simple," Li Mu said.
"Hahaha, what did you say? Very simple? " The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He rocked back and forth with laughter and said, "Haha, Li … Li Zhiyuan, do you know why I'm waiting for you here?"
Li Mu said, "Because I'm in a hurry to reincarnate."
"Humph, arrogant." The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect's expression suddenly became fierce. He said, "I know that your cultivation is already in the Tenth Realm. You can be proud of having such a cultivation in less than half a year. However, do you know what my cultivation is now?"
He suddenly took a step forward.
An indescribably terrifying aura surged like an ancient ocean as it surged through the spacious stone chamber. It was like the might of a Fiendgod had descended, and it instantly caused the Sword Servant behind him to be unable to control himself from kneeling on the ground with a thump.
The Eleventh Realm!
The cultivation of the Eleventh Realm.
It was a legendary realm.
The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect laughed out loud. His laughter was full of confidence that everything was under control.
The number one sword slave struggled to raise his head. His eyes were full of shock and awe as he looked at the young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect. It turned out that the young master's strength had already reached this level? It was too terrifying. In this world, apart from the great True Gods, how many people could be a match for the young master?
He looked at Li Mu again.
Subconsciously, he felt that even a genius like Li Zhiyuan would not be able to contend with the young master's tyrannical cultivation.
'This level of pressure, right?'
However, when he looked at Li Zhiyuan, the expression on the sword slave's face instantly froze.
Because he saw that there was nothing unusual about Li Zhiyuan.
Not to mention kneeling, his hair was not messed up.
Even the young man behind Li Zhiyuan stood up straight.
'What's going on?'
'Did Li Zhiyuan completely resist the Young Master's pressure?'
'Could it be?'
A terrifying speculation arose in the mind of the first sword slave.
The expression on the face of the young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect also changed. "You … you actually entered the Eleventh Realm?"
"The Eleventh Realm?" Li Mu smiled and stretched out his hand. "Guess again."
As Li Mu did that, an invisible force gushed out of his hand and seized the neck of the Young Master of the Four Seas Divine Sect. Then, the Young Master was dragged over inch by inch until he was suspended in the air two meters in front of Li Mu. No matter how hard he struggled, punched, and kicked, he could not get rid of it.
"What?"
The first sword slave's head was about to explode from shock.
The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect also widened his eyes and looked at Li Mu in disbelief. He said in a hoarse voice, "No, impossible. How can you have this kind of power? You're not at the Tenth Realm. No, you're not at the Eleventh Realm either. You're … Are you at the Twelfth Mysterious Prime?"
Li Mu said indifferently, "Bingo, you're close to the right answer, but there's no reward."
"That's impossible. How did you do it?" The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect struggled frantically and activated the Eleventh Realm Qi in his body. However, he was firmly suppressed and could not cause the slightest ripple.
He had the help of a True God, which was why he could advance to the Eleventh Realm in an abnormal way. It could be said to be a unique opportunity since ancient times. It was already a miracle. However, Li Zhiyuan, who was only at the Sixth Realm a year ago, used less than a year to reach the Twelfth Realm. That was simply a fantasy.
The young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect could not accept it.
"I wanted to explain it to you, but I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry right now. So, goodbye." Li Mu exerted his strength without mercy. With a crack, the head of the Young Master of the Four Seas Divine Sect twisted at a shocking angle in midair. The vitality in his body was also destroyed in an instant. He could not be more dead.
"You just have to show off in front of me … Let's go."
Li Mu left the room with Shen Jia, whose mind was already in a mess.
The first sword slave knelt on the ground blankly.
He looked at the corpse of the young master of the Four Seas Divine Sect. His mind was blank, as if he had had a long and absurd nightmare. He could not believe what had just happened.
Was he really at the Twelfth Mysterious Prime?
Could there really be someone in this world who could cultivate to such a theoretical level?
An enemy like that was just too terrifying.
All of his fighting spirit and martial spirit collapsed and dispersed like a dried sand sculpture. Even if he fell into the eighteenth layer of hell, he would never want to become enemies with someone like that again.
…
…
Li Mu directly leaped down from the first layer with Shen Jia.
Boom!
The ground at the very centre of the prison shook and was directly smashed through.
Thirty meters underground, a new underground space appeared.
Li Mu's figure landed on the ground with a small amount of falling stones and mud.
There were exclamations around.
As soon as Li Mu stood firm, countless black shadows rushed up like a raging tide.
"Kill!"
Li Mu pulled out the half-broken White Cloud Green Water Knife backhandedly, infused it with Qi, and displayed the Dao-using method. It was the Dao-using method evolved from the Seven Strikes of the Morning Dew. The white broadsword light flowed out, and all the black shadows that rushed up instantly turned into blood mist and rolled back.
At this time, Shen Jia saw the surrounding situation clearly.
At this time, in a pit that looked like an underground ant nest, there was an inverted stalactite hanging above his head. The colors were zigzagging, and most of them were crimson, just like an illusion. There were hundreds of martial artists in black fish scale helmets around, and each of them was extremely powerful. The dozens of martial artists who rushed up were chopped into blood mist by their master. The other martial artists were frightened and for a moment, they hesitated.
"There." Shen Jia saw that behind these martial artists in black fish scale helmets, his sister Shen Xiaoyue was tied to a blood-red stalactite. She seemed to be in a coma, with her eyes closed and motionless.
"Kill!"
Li Mu moved like a flowing light, and his broadsword momentum was like a tide. He easily cut open the encirclement of the martial arts masters in black fish scale helmets, approached the weird red stalactite, and chopped at the stone root. At the same time, the soft broadsword Qi swept towards Shen Xiaoyue, ready to save her first.
But at this time, a strong wind suddenly shot out from behind the stalactite, and went straight for Li Mu's head.
The strong wind was extremely terrible, as fast as lightning.
At this moment, as strong as Li Mu was, he also felt a great crisis of death.
The broadsword light bloomed like a lotus, turning attack into defense.
Bang!
Li Mu flew back, fell to the ground, and staggered back six or seven steps before he stopped.
And the White Cloud Green Water Knife in his hand finally completely shattered with a crack, and the pieces fell, leaving only the handle.
"Stupid mortal, how dare you ruin my plan. You deserve to die."
A cold and emotionless voice came from behind the giant blood-red stalactite.
The ground was shaking.
Li Mu saw a huge black monster slowly walking out from the depths of the pit.
"What kind of monster is this?"
It was more than ten meters high, like a small mountain, and its body seemed to be stitched up from the corpses of different creatures, full of uncertainty. It had eight legs, four hands, and a head far larger than a normal person's head. There were cracks like surgical stitches on its face, and light black pus kept flowing out from some tiny cracks on its face and body.
What was even more bizarre was that there were dozens of red tentacles on its body, which were like whips, stretching and retracting freely and swinging around its body.
It was one of the tentacles that repelled Li Mu just now.
"What is this thing?"
Li Mu had traveled across the universe and lived two lives, but he had never seen such a thing.
"Is the True God that the Young Master of the Four Seas Divine Sect talked about such a monster?" "It's kind of nonsense."
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