The Divine Martial Stars

"That's sheer nonsense!"

Li Mu stood upright with a broadsword in his hand.

"It turns out that the vice president isn't willing to attack in person?"

"What the hell did he want to initiate the live streaming on the cryptic web for?"

"Why were villains always keen on speaking meaningless words as an excuse for their shitty behaviors before taking action, and these speeches would inevitably become their last words?"

Li Mu stood in a pool of blood where numerous broken limbs were submerged.

The amount of blood on the first floor of the Zhongtian Building was like the water in a swimming pool.

The surrounding cultivators trembled with fear.

For the present, cultivators who were still alive felt that they seemed to have survived a walk on the tip of a knife in the netherworld.

"Li Mu, watch me ending your legendary fame."

With a dart in his hand, the vice president was extremely confident.

He activated the golden dragon dart. Wisps of golden mist permeated the air under his control. The dart seemed to come to life and turned into a divine golden dragon. The exuding indescribable pressure seemed as if a sleeping celestial demon was slowly opening its eyes inside the entire building. All the cultivators couldn't contain their fear and submitted to the feeling of terror.

"Ha ha ha, kill him!"

The vice president pointed at Li Mu.

The golden dragon dart shook slightly and suddenly turned into a light beam, which then shot toward Li Mu.

The illusion of a golden dragon roared loudly and launched an offensive against Li Mu with its whiskers fluttering and its huge mouth opened wide.

The thrilling scene seemed like a war between immortals.

In an instant, all the forces and experts watching the live streaming on the cryptic web were shocked. The vice president suddenly raised spectators' previous low expectations due to Li Mu's primitive fighting method.

Big shots do exist in mysterious ancient kingdoms in the East, where it was said that immortals lived.

However, the overwhelming pressure suddenly disappeared in a way that caught everyone off guard.

Li Mu stood on the other side with his broadsword, still using a primitive combat method for defense.

When Li Mu raised his broadsword and waved it at the golden divine dragon and dart hidden in the dragon illusion, everyone surmised that the legend of the eastern God of War might come to an end.

But it was the mighty and unparalleled dragon as well as the dart in transitory light that broke, instead of Li Mu's broadsword.

One strike only.

Everything happened in the same strike.

The dragon and the dart were both divided into halves, like butter cut by a heated knife. Scraping the blade, the two weapons separated and split. In the end, they glanced off Li Mu from the left and the right, dissipated, and fell.

Li Mu leaped up to the height of 60 floors in an instant. He stepped on the vice president's face and kicked him down to the floor. But the impact force destroyed the floor, and they both fell directly to a lower level …

Another floor was smashed through.

Boom!

Having smashed through five floors consecutively, they finally stopped on the 57th floor.

The vice president's face had swelled up like a pig's head.

Li Mu crushed his nose with one foot. Stepping on the nose, he looked down and asked, "Now can you tell me where Luo Xuanxin is?"

The vice president was still in great shock.

He couldn't believe that the golden dragon dart broke into pieces so easily and it was supposedly a treasure bestowed by the young master of an immortal sect.

He also did not expect that he would be defeated in this elaborate battle that he planned to become the dominator in the cultivation world.

All his efforts were in vain.

When Li Mu pointed the broadsword at the vice president's nose, he cried bitterly and told him Luo Xuanxin's location. His current cowardice was a remarkable contrast to his previous arrogant and superior attitude.

Even some masters of the Cultivators' Association felt humiliated by his weak-kneed behavior and lowered their heads.

"Adviser Li, sorry, Martial-arts God Li , please don't kill me. I beg your pardon. I was forced by members of the Taixuan Immortal Sect in Mount Shong, who had taken Luo Xuanxin away."

The vice president wept bitterly.

His shameful behavior was seen by all the cultivators around the world.

Everyone was quite silent at this moment.

Li Mu shook his head and said, "You will dirty my broadsword."

The vice president was immediately relieved and said, "That's right. Please regard me as a fart and just release it."

Everyone thought Li Mu would not attack again.

However, Li Mu said, "But it doesn't matter. Anyway, my broadsword is worthless. It doesn't matter if it gets dirty. I'll change it for another one."

"???" The vice president was confused.

"???" Viewers on the cryptic web were also puzzled.

"What on earth did he mean?"

"He's not thinking outside the box.".

The broadsword flashed and the head of the vice president fell to the ground before he could even utter the word "no".

"I'll be displeased if you are still alive, and I'll be sorry for the foul atmosphere in the cultivation world in Hero Country caused by you demons and monsters. If begging for mercy works, then there's no need for martial arts practitioners' swords."

Li Mu threw away his broadsword carelessly.

"Crack, crack."

The long broadsword fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

After all, it was just an ordinary steel knife, which had broken countless magic weapons. The knife had been shattered long ago but still retained its form due to the protection of Li Mu's internal Qi.

Li Mu leaped up and kicked the vice-president's head down the stairs like kicking a football. The head smashed into the hollow spiral staircase and finally fell with a splash into a pool of blood below.

The battle had come to a complete end at this moment.

Everyone thought that Li Mu would now leave for Mount Shong to rescue Luo Xuanxin.

But Li Mu took out another steel broadsword, which was also an ordinary one.

"I've given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Wicked cultivators must be eliminated, so as not to hinder the rejuvenation of martial arts in Hero Country… Of course, the most important thing is… When he said these words, Li Mu looked at the rest of the cultivators and said, "If I forgive you for arresting my disciple and let you present her to others, won't everyone dare to hurt my companions in future?"

He rushed forward with his knife after speaking these words.

The slaughter began again.

Countless elite cultivators on the cryptic web witnessed the scene. They felt an indescribable chill as if an ice storm had swept through their hearts and were dragging them into an ice cave.

Li Mu, the eastern God of War, was much too vicious and cruel.

In the end, none of the cultivators in Zhongtian Building survived the slaughter. Some tried to escape from the building but found that the magic means and tactical deployments set by the vice president had turned it into a cage, imprisoning them inside.

The entire building was stained red by all the blood.

Pools of blood in the building looked like lakes.

Broken limbs and the pall of death had never been so dense.

The cruel massacre was a punishment for those who committed mistakes, as well as a deterrent to those who harbored evil intentions.

Su Cuo hovered above the pools of blood.

She had no sympathy for these members of the Cultivators' Association at all.

She knew better than Li Mu what despicable roles they had played in Hero Country's cultivation world in the past year or so.

Birds of a feather flock together.

None of the people who appeared in the building today were innocent.

Similarly, when an avalanche happened, none of the snowflakes were innocent.

The current cultivation world of Hero Country was similar to that of a patient. If he wanted to eradicate a chronic disease, a dose of potent medicine was a must.

People with petty kindness couldn't live long in the cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak.

No one dared to provoke you for no reason once they were beaten seriously. Thus, they would be afraid of you and would respect you at the same time.

Li Mu found something that looked like a camera in the building.

There was no doubt that it was used for the live streaming on the cryptic web.

Then, all the cultivators watching the live broadcast saw Li Mu's face approaching the lens. He smiled evilly and said, "I have memorized all the names of organizations who entered Donghong. I have a bone to pick with you in the future. Don't think that I will forgive you for invading Hero Country."

Then, Li Mu's expression changed and he said, "Taixuan Immortal Sect in Mount Shong, right? You'd better pray that Luo Xuanxin wasn't injured. Otherwise, you will understand what real horror and regret are."

At last, the screens in the live broadcast room on the cryptic web darkened. The live show had come to an end.

Cultivators watching the live broadcast reacted in different ways.

Though the screens had been darkened, bullet comments were still flashing busily.

"Awesome…"

"Amazing!"

"My clothes were drenched."

"The thrilling battle seemed like a horror drama."

"Guys, guess who is stronger, Li Mu or Li Mu?"

"What a peerlessly cruel guy he is."

"I suppose if time permits, he can kill all creatures on Earth."

"He is a monster."

"Which forces have entered Donghong? It seems that we are in big trouble."

"It wasn't as terrible as you imagined. It was the weak Cultivators' Association that served as a foil to Li Mu's powerful strength, especially its vice president. He has been propagandizing for a long time, but when the real battle started, his weakness and ostentation were exposed."

"Yes. It is said that its mysterious president was the most powerful one in the Cultivators' Association. He can even rival immortals. He wasn't in the headquarters at that time. Otherwise, I'm afraid that Li Mu would have become a corpse."

"Let's see how the president will respond."

"Shouldn't we focus on the Immortal Sect in Mount Shong? According to Li Mu's final words, it was obvious that he would be going to the Taixuan Sect to rescue his friend. Another campaign is imminent."

"Directly head for the immortal sect? Oh, that's interesting."

"Bet who will win."

"Li Mu will win, won't he? There is a magical power that is attached to his broadsword that can't be defeated."

"You've underestimated the members of immortal sects, whose means are much more terrible than that of Li Mu."

"Ha ha, I'm going to watch the battle on Mount Shong. Who can help me raise my traveling expenses? Ten divine stones are enough. I'll risk my life to broadcast it to you."

On the darkened screen flashing various bullet comments kept appearing in the live broadcast room.

Some people really went straight to Mount Shong.

Because they knew that Li Mu would definitely rescue his friend.

The eastern God of War was about to fight against an immortal sect in a famous mountain. A majestic and unparalleled battle was about to take place, which drew the attention of the entire cultivation world.