Li Mu landed on the flying shuttle of the Western Sea Sword Sect, and no one dared to stop him.
He raised his hand. A jet of broadsword light shot out and cut off the hook. Ouyang Huanyu’s body fell, but he reached out to catch it. Then, Li Mu removed his head from the mast and put it together with the body.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Li Mu detected an extremely strange consciousness wave coming from Ouyang Huanyu’s body. It was not the energy of a living being, but a very strange energy fluctuation similar to that of the soul.
“No way, could it be…”
Li Mu was elated.
He directly displayed the Soul-summoning Skill taught by the old faker. As expected, he got a bit of feedback from Ouyang Huanyu’s body. It was faintly discernible, but he was sure that it was not an illusion.
There was hope!
He was overjoyed.
“Is it because the souls of experts in the Void-breaking Realm are so special that they can preserve their souls for such a long time after death?”
Back on the Divine Land, Li Mu also attempted to save Ning Jing and his wife with the Soul-summoning Skill, but he failed. At that time, Ning Jing and his wife just died less than two hours ago.
“Kill him to avenge our Head!”
“Don’t let him escape.”
“Kill!”
At that moment, the experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect on the flying ship came to themselves. Most of them stayed at the rear for fear of death. But in such a large sect, there were still some loyal men, especially Wu Rushuang’s sons and daughters. With eyes fiery-red, they unsheathed their swords and raced over.
A frosty glint flitted across Li Mu’s eyes.
“All drop dead!”
The Natural Invisible Body-Broken Sword Intent began to swirl.
A jet of broadsword light flashed by.
Heat zoomed across the air as if it were a scorching summer. Dozens of experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect were swept by the broadsword light. At first, they didn’t feel a thing, nor did they have any cuts on their bodies. Just when they were taken aback and confused, abruptly, a wacky force erupted in their bodies. Like a piece of paper licked by a flame, the experts instantly turned into a pile of ashes and dissipated in the air, leaving no bones at all!
Another beam of broadsword light flashed by.
The air was bitter and cold, and there seemed to be bits of snowflakes floating in the air. Anxious and alarmed, the rest of the scores of experts of the West Sea Sword Sect did not feel anything unusual. As they were wondering, suddenly, an extremely cold force burst out inside their bodies. In midair, they were frozen into white snowmen. Blown by the cold wind, they quickly turned into falling ice and snow, leaving no smell of blood behind them.
“What kind of broadsword-using method is this?”
“Is it a skill of extraterrestrial immortals?”
The experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect were all scared out of their wits.
It was too creepy.
This broadsword-using method had already surpassed all the martial arts on the Bitter Star. It was fundamentally different from the general Fire Combat Technique and Snow Combat Technique. There was no flame sweeping over or flying snowflakes, but its power was so great and unique that it was impossible to defend against.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Strange broadsword light swirled.
Horrible scenes began to appear on the flying shuttle.
The experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect were constantly hit by the broadsword light. Then, after a short pause, the Broadsword Intent broke out inside their bodies. Some of them turned into flying ashes, some into snowflakes, some into a pool of rain, and some directly dispersed into a gust of wind…
The broadsword light was unstoppable.
This was no longer the power contained in the Broadsword Intent.
This was the Way of Broadswords.
It was Li Mu’s initial understanding and derivation of the swordsmanship in the Ode to the Gallant.
As Li Mu’s mind raced, jets of broadsword light were generated in the void, going from east to west, flowing from north to south, and destroying and regenerating one other. No one could tell where they came from and disappeared. On the flying shuttle, these jets of broadsword light shot past like a flash of lightning, swirling like streamers.
“Run!”
“Crap, run for it!”
“Ah…”
As the masters and experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect screamed in fear, their fighting desire collapsed. Some people had long been frightened to jump out of their skin, having no intention to strike anymore. Those who wanted to avenge Qin Rushuang a moment ago also lost their will to fight and began to run away one after another…
When a person falls from power his hangers-on disperse.
But how could they escape?
“Today, I’ll wipe out the Western Sea Sword Sect and pay homage to Uncle Ouyang’s soul in heaven with your worthless lives!”
Li Mu had made up his mind to kill.
He wouldn’t let go of any disciple of the Western Sea Sword Sect.
This so-called Decent Alliance was, in fact, a malignant tumor, which should have been eradicated a long time ago.
The broadsword light zoomed.
One after another, the experts escaped from the flying shuttle. But when they were in the air, exclaiming that they were lucky to get out, suddenly flames gushed out from their bodies, or cold air erupted inside their bodies, turning them into ashes, frost, snow, and rain, which then fell from the sky!
“No, I don’t want to die!”
“Ah, I can’t accept it!”
“What kind of broadsword-using method is this on earth?”
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The miserable cries they made on the brink of death came to an abrupt end.
In the sky, fire, snow, thunder, lightning, rain, wind continued evolving. The experts and disciples of the Western Sea Sword Sect were all reduced into the most primitive and pure force of nature and returned to heaven and earth.
In less than ten seconds, all the members of the Western Sea Sword Sect on the flying ship disappeared without no trace, as though the flying ship had become an occupied haunted ship.
The experts of the Western Sea Sword Sect that had come to Mount Shu this time were wiped out.
Since that day, the great sword sect in the West Sea Area of the Bitter Star would undoubtedly be removed from the list of the Nine Major Sects. The remaining members would never be able to maintain their former fame.
The dazzling broadsword light all over the sky then zoomed back into Li Mu’s body.
He looked around. The flying shuttles and ships of the other eight sects retreated one after another. The experts on the ships felt suffocated as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They didn’t dare to look into Li Mu’s eyes, nor did they dare to be sighted by him.
Killing intent surged in Li Mu’s heart. He wanted to start a massacre at once and wipe out all the people of the nine major sects.
But another idea came to his mind. He did not continue to attack.
Carrying Ouyang Huanyu’s body on his back, Li Mu’s eyes flashed like lightning. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring. He marched step by step in the air to the divine flying shuttle.
“Father…” Ouyang Yu, the Jade Young Master, rushed over. He held Ouyang Huanyu’s body, crying out loud, and almost fainted several times. Other elders and disciples of the Sky-reaching Pavilion also came over and knelt on the ground.
Ouyang Yu looked at Li Mu and said, “Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu, thank you for taking back my father’s body so that my father can be buried in peace. Before my father died in battle, he left his last words that we, the descendants of the Sky-reaching Pavilion, fully support Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu to be the Sect Master of Mount Shu and swear to heaven that we will never betray you!”
On that day, Ouyang Huanyu didn’t hesitate to use a sneak attack to stop Ye Hen, Head of the Moon Dao Sect, from taking action. He 0then changed the plan and decided to fight by himself and die gallantly in the battle. But after all, he was the head of a sect. So, on the night before the battle, Ouyang Yu and other high-level members of the Sky-overlooking Pavilion gathered together to make arrangements after his death in advance.
The most important thing they agreed on was to wait for Li Mu to come out of the Green Lotus Pool, and then the Sky-overlooking Pavilion would fully support Li Mu as the new Sect Master of Mount Shu.
That day in the Fairy Hall, the heads of all the branch sects had discussed this matter and had also reached an initial consensus. Ouyang Huanyu officially brought it up again just to prevent chaos in the Sky-overlooking Pavilion after his death, which might once more cause the disintegration of Mount Shu.
As the leader of one of the seven branches of Mount Shu, Ouyang Huanyu had been on the Bitter Star for hundreds of years. He had witnessed the difficulties caused by the collapse of Mount Shu, so he arranged everything in advance before bravely facing his death.
He was an extraordinary person.
Mr. Shuiyue said, “We Water and Moon Sect are also willing to support Fate-defying Sect’s future leader Duan Shuiliu to be the Sect Master of Mount Shu.”
The young head of Dragon King Ridge with a purple beard said loudly, “Before my father went out to fight, he also told me that Dragon King Ridge was willing to accept Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu as the new Sect Master of Mount Shu. Now my father is in a coma, but his words still counts as an order binding to the whole Dragon King Ridge!”
A female elder of the Moon Dao Sect said, “Before the battle last night, Granny Ye said the same thing…”
Li Nianhao, Li Shan Sect’s future leader, echoed, “We Li Shan Sect, one of the seven branches of Mount Shu, select Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu as Sect Master.”
The future leader of Fairy Tang Sect was a valiant and heroic female swordsman. Her strength was in the Great Sage Realm. Her sword kept her company all year round. Being taciturn all the time, she seldom attracted attention. But at this time, she also said, “So do we Fairy Tang Sect.”
Since the world-destroying battle between the decent and the devil a century ago, Li Bai, the founding father of Mount Shu disappeared, and the sect fell apart. The seven branches fought for themselves respectively. After fighting for the position of the Sect Master for nearly 100 years, the constant internal consumption and the damage to the sect’s vitality were severe.
There had never been a moment like this when all the major branches agreed with each other and cooperated sincerely, willing to select the same person to be Mount Shu’s Sect Master.
On the divine flying shuttle, countless eyes with expectations and approval were cast on Li Mu.
Li Mu hesitated for a moment, then he nodded and said, “Sure.”
He decided to take over this responsibility and become Sect Master of Mount Shu.
Whether on Earth or on the Bitter Star, the words “Mount Shu” were magically romantic. But for today’s Li Mu, after he heard the deeds and choices made by Dragon Head, Wu Ming (the Knife Hut servant), Ouyang Huanyu, Ye Hen, and others, these two words represented a kind of glory and responsibility.
Back on the Divine Land, Li Mu refused the request of Yu Hualong, the crown prince of the Great Moon Empire to lead his empire. Later, the Great Moon Empire was overturned, and Yu Hualong fought to the death, and his soul almost dispersed. Li Mu crossed thousands of miles to rushed to his rescue. Afterward, in the depths of his heart, he still felt sorry for this incident.
Now, what had happened in the past had been staged again. This time, Li Mu decided not to shun from the responsibility anymore. Instead, he decided to take this position and prop up the sky that was about to cave in.
When the experts of the various branches of Mount Shu saw Li Mu nod, their eyes lit up and they cheered in a low voice. At the same time, their fighting spirit once again began to burn wildly inside them.
Right at this moment…
“Today’s battle is over. Devil Cult’s Ye Hen, Young Master of Guqin and Sword lost two rounds, and Duan Shuiliu won one round…” A voice came from the direction of the nine major sects. The one who spoke was Li Muzi, Head of the Sky-reaching Sword Sect. He announced in a booming voice, “There are still three rounds left. The fight will continue tomorrow.”
As his voice died away, without waiting for any response from Mount Shu, the flying shuttles and ships of the nine major sects retreated like ebb tides and fled from the floating fighting ring.
“How brazen!”
“How can Young Master of Guqin and Sword’s fight counted as a round?”
“She did it to save Granny Ye!”
Everyone from Mount Shu was furious.
“The nine major sects were really despicable. How could this be considered a battle?”
As such, out of the 10 fighting ring matches, Mount Shu had won three rounds and lost four. There were still three matches to go. The nine major sects had already gained the absolute upper hand, and the situation was rather unfavorable to Mount Shu.
Li Mu said, “No big deal. All we need to do is to win the remaining three rounds. Let’s go back. We can’t wait any longer. It’s more important to cure Granny Ye. Besides, there may be a glimmer of hope for Head Ouyang.”
“What?”
“Really?”
The crowd was surprised and delighted.
“Senior Brother Duan, no, Sect Master Duan, is my father still alive?” Hearing this, Ouyang Yu, the Jade Young Master, suddenly looked at Li Mu nervously as if he had caught a glimpse of water after traveling in desert regions for days. He waited for Li Mu’s reply in the fear that it was a hope that could not be realized.
Li Mu nodded, saying, “I’m about 50% sure, but I need to go back as soon as possible to set up a tactic deployment on mountains and Earthvein so as to gather Qi and souls!”
This was also the reason why he allowed the nine sects to leave instead of killing them all.
The killing could be done at any time.
But the timing of saving lives was a hit-or-miss chance.
When the rescue was done, he would draw his sword and take his revenge.
When that time came, none of the nine major sects and the so-called extraterrestrial cultivators behind them could escape.
How could the last three matches be just matches?
Li Mu would make both the Bitter Star and Brilliance Immortal Star Region know that the wisp of god-killing broadsword light had come back again.