The Divine Martial Stars

“How unbelievable!”

After hearing the account of Gu Lang and the others, Li Mu still could hardly believe his ears.

The Mount Shu Heaven on Earth had opened, and it directly transmitted all of them to the Bitter Star. Were the Mount Shu on Earth and the Mount Shu in this world related to each other in some curious way? And Li Bai did not name this Mount Shu simply out of his nostalgia for his hometown?

What was more, there was something even more absurd.

Generally speaking, Gu Lang and the other people would trigger the Heavenly Tribulation when they came to the Bitter Star from Earth.

In spite of their low cultivation, there was bound to be a Heavenly Tribulation when the Qi of Tribulation in different worlds was activated. It was just a matter of the degree of the tribulation.

However, Gu Lang and the others had not encountered any Heavenly Tribulation.

How on earth could that be?

What worried Li Mu more was that Xiao Dong, Luo Xuanxin, Lu Xun, and Qiu Shuiming had also entered the Mount Shu Heaven. Would they also be in danger?

These four people were the Taoism Guardians he had picked for the sake of Earth, all of whom were highly gifted. It was possible for them to enter the Void-breaking Realm or even the higher realm in the future if they cultivated with normal progress. But if they were lost in Mount Shu, it would be not worth the candle.

The sudden and unexpected change completely disrupted Li Mu’s plan.

“I must find a way to put everyone in a relatively safe place. Otherwise, with their strength, if they are mistaken as the remnants of the Devil Cult, they will hardly be able to resist the encirclement of the Decent Alliance.”

Li Mu felt heavy-hearted.

The loss was too great.

The people selected by the Chinese Martial Alliance and the military were all the best among the elites. Losing any single of them would be difficult for the nation and its people to bear. Yet, today, they had lost dozens of the elites in one battle. This time was simply a disaster.

While Li Mu was deep in thought, a beam of light flashed in the direction of the distant Sword Peak.

Streaks of sword light, like locusts crossing the fields, wandered in the canyon and ferreted their way toward Li Mu and the others.

“Already chase to this place? They’re so fast!”

Li Mu frowned.

The West Sea Sword Sect’s reaction came much faster than he had imagined. They had quickly noticed the traces and began to look for the place where the crowd was hiding.

It seemed that the other party had some special tracing skills.

At the same time, Gu Lang and the others also caught sight of the light that filled the sky and rushed towards them.

Riding on a flying sword?!

People with that kind of skill were the legendary Sword Whizzes in their view.

All of a sudden, everyone’s countenance altered.

One of the features of Li Mu’s invincibility on Earth was that he could fly by riding a flying broadsword.

“Flying” was regarded as a synonym for strength.

At the sight of so many experts riding on flying swords, Gu Lang and the others subconsciously believed that the more than 100 people chasing after them were all strong experts who could rival Li Mu.

A great sense of danger immediately washed over them.

“I’ll go driving them off.” Gu Lang had recovered a little. He struggled to stand up and said, “It doesn’t matter if I leave my old bones here. However, Mu, take everyone with you and leave. You must keep these young people alive. They are the future of China. No more of them shall die.”

His heart was laden with guilt.

As the leader of the team in charge of the exploration in the Mount Shu Heaven, he had watched helplessly as so many people were sacrificed. He felt like his heart was dripping blood.

“Master, no, you…” Ding Ke yelled. He was beside himself with anxiety.

He was an orphan who had been adopted by Gu Lang since he was a child and brought to the Ancient Yue Sect. He had long viewed Gu Lang as his own father.

“Let us lure these people away… Adviser Li, I’ll leave the rest to you.” The military commander was called Feng Jun. He had a very ordinary name and ordinary appearance. He was thin, wearing glasses, and was not very tall. But he was still calm and composed. He smiled unperturbedly and remarked, “All we want is to serve the country on the battlefield till we die, so don’t bother wrapping our bodies in a shroud and send us back… We are soldiers.”

Li Mu got to his feet and said with a serene look, “No, we don’t need to escape when dealing with these small potatoes… Please wait for a moment. I will go collecting some interest. Our blood can’t be shed for nothing.”

Before his voice died away—

He already transformed into a stream of light that took the initiative to run up to the enemies.

The resplendent broadsword light streaked across the sky as if cleaving the vast Milky River.

Countless beams of light burst out of Li Mu’s body and instantly cut the sky-covering river of sword light into two sections.

“Who is it that launched a sneak attack on our West Sea Sword Sect?”

A voice sounded, making the empty valley to vibrate. Its momentum was violent. The Sword Qi began to swirl like the avalanche. A golden brocade robe was shining, which was a fine Taoist instrument. The speaker was a brocade-robed grand elder of the West Sea Sword Sect.

The answer to his question was the deadly, boundless broadsword light that caused the stars filling the sky to fall.

“Aargh…”

“No!”

“Block it, block it!”

The Natural Experts of the West Sea Sword Sect were struggling desperately, straining to fend off the attacks.

In the void over the Sword Peak, clusters of blood blossomed.

As the broadsword light flashed, some weaker disciples in the Natural Realm could not resist it at all and were instantly turned into a mist of blood.

“Da*n it.” The elder in the splendid robe was furious. A jet of light twinkled in his hand. Next, a holy sword was held in the palm of his hand. The Sword Qi burst out like lotus flowers all over the sky, shaking off the broadsword light coming at him. Then, the elder himself turned into a phantom, charging at Li Mu, bellowing, “Go to hell!”

Li Mu did not retreat but moved forward. In an instant, 108 flying broadswords gathered in the center of his palm and merged into the huge Samsara Knife, and then he directly gave a vertical hack.

Clink!

The figures grazed past each other.

The elder in brocade robe and the sword in his hand were cut into two pieces. Blood squirted in the air.

Up to his death, he still did not know that he could not even take one blow.

Li Mu brandished his broadsword and sped up. When the Samsara Knife hacked at the opponents, the volume of broadsword light penetrated the sky magnificently.

Dozens of disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect were cut into two halves and fell from the sky.

“He’s that strong?”

“Crap! It’s too horrible!”

“An expert at the level of the head of the Devil Cult?”

“Run quickly. Don’t force yourselves to fight against him.”

When seeing that they were disadvantaged, several other elders shouted fearfully, then, turned around and fled.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sword light scattered.

The Sword-commanding Technique of the West Sea Sword Sect allowed their disciples to move very swiftly. It could totally rank in the top five among the fleeing skills of the various sects on the Bitter Star. However, Li Mu employed the Somersault Cloud to chase after them, and eventually killed them all in the canyon. In contrast, some Natural Realm disciples ran away in disorder like locusts, and Li Mu did not annihilate them completely.

Gu Lang and the others felt their blood boil with pride as they watched this scene.

“So this is Li Mu’s real strength, isn’t it?”

“Back on Earth, he had just only been ‘fooling around’?”

The splendid broadsword light bright as a shooting star and the incomparable dominance to hack the sky in half were not something a human being could have.

It turned out that even when facing those Sword Whizzes flying on swords in the Mount Shu Heaven, Li Mu was still invincible.

As resplendent splendor flickered—

Li Mu went back to the ground.

“Let’s leave first and move to another place.”

He led everyone to move as soon as possible.

The ordinary disciples and elders of the West Sea Sword Sect posed no threat to him.

But if Li Mu disturbed those top-level masters of the West Sea Sword Sect, especially their head, Tan Rushuang, the Top Sword of Western Sea who was in the Void-breaking Realm, Li Mu would not be absolutely confident.

Back in the Tomb of the God of Sin, Li Mu did have killed many extraterrestrial cultivators and experts in the Soldier Realm, but that was attributable to the tactical deployment suppressing the power of the aliens in the tomb. However, on the Bitter Star, things were different. The experts in the Void-breaking Realm were in full power. Although Li Mu had again refined the primitive natural qi, he still had not entered the Sage Realm yet. Despite that the power of the primitive natural qi was much stronger than that of the common natural qi, Li Mu still did not want to take the risk.

Sure enough, in less than 15 minutes after Li Mu and others took off, a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe suddenly appeared at the battlefield, like a deity suddenly descended from heaven.

“All gone?”

The middle-aged man looked ordinary, and his facial features could only be regarded as regular. He was a little high-browed, and his skin was pretty fair. But what was special about him was that there seemed to be sword light and electricity whirling in his eyes, which had such a great power that it made people feel that life and death were beyond their control if they met his eyes.

“Broadsword Intent? On this Bitter Star, there are masters of Broadsword-using methods as well. But this kind of Broadsword Intent has never been heard of. In the Devil Cult, the Moon Broadsword Sect is known for its amazing Broadsword-using method, yet that is nothing like this one… Interesting. Since when did such a great figure appear on the Bitter Star?”

Suspending in the void, the middle-aged man looked down and saw the bodies of the disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect around him. He furled and unfurled his fingers while doing some calculation. Suddenly, a thin jet of sword light flowed out of his palm, heading in the direction of Li Mu and his fellows who were escaping.

“Killers who murdered the men of our West Sea Sword Sect, where could you flee?”

As he took a step forward, his figure disillusioned and he was already several kilometers away.

However, half an hour later.

A hint of astonishment climbed onto his face.

“The Sword-searching Skill didn’t work?”

He had cast his secret skill several times, and each time he tracked down his targets’ whereabouts. However, the targets were nowhere to be seen after he followed their trace to a place.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange thing.

This could not happen unless the other party’s strength was far above his. But that was impossible.

Just as he was about to perform the Sword-searching Skill for the fourth time, a fit of extremely unusual energy fluctuations came from the direction of the Desktop Peak hundreds of miles away. Then, there was a violent boom, as though the entire Desktop Peak was shaking.

“What’s going on?”

He no longer cared about chasing after the murderers. Instead, his figure flashed and he disappeared from sight on the spot.

“What’s happened?”

When Li Mu returned to the Desktop Peak, he saw the whole West Sea Sword Sect was quite uptight as if facing a formidable enemy. The disciples were patrolling both the inside and the outside the Desktop Peak, making the atmosphere extremely tense.

“Is it because I’ve killed an elder of the West Sea Sword Sect?”

“That shouldn’t be the case.”

“Because In that case, they should all go out and search instead of staying on the Desktop Peak.”

“Xiao Duan, where have you been? Why did you come back so late?” Ding Yi, who came out of nowhere, called, “Something big has happened!”

Li Mu said, “I’ve been building the fighting ring. I’m burnt out from moving stones… What happened?”

Ding Yi said in a mystifying tone, “Just now, the disciple of the West Sea Sword Sect in charge of the external inspection was sneak attacked by a high-level expert of the Devil Cult. Head of the West Sea Sword Sect went to chase the criminal in person, but he failed. And just during the absence of the Top Sword of Western Sea, something odd happened on the Desktop Peak— the peak has grown 100 meters higher!”

“Grow 100 meters higher?” Li Mu was stunned.

“What is he saying?”

Ding Yi continued, “It rose up, rose up by 100 meters… The whole mountain was directly pulled up 100 meters from the ground by a very mysterious and terrible force. The West Sea Sword Sect was in a turmoil now. Everyone is trying to find the cause, but they haven’t found anything yet.”

“Could there be such a thing?”

The Desktop Peak was tens of thousands of meters high. It could be said to be the second-highest peak of Mount Shu other than the main peak, the White Emperor Peak. This mountain was where the “Fate-defying Sect”, one of the seven major branches of the Devil Cult, once located. Even for an expert in the Soldier Realm, he might not be able to pull this peak from the ground up by 100 meters. After all, the stone peak that was revealed outside was only the tip of an iceberg, and the rocks underground had been even more expansive…

No wonder the West Sea Sword Sect was so nervous at this change.