I am a living immortal.

The long sword has spirit.

"He took my full-strength palm strike but didn't die on the spot. This person is probably not an ordinary disciple. How can you bear to let such a genius die here?"

Mirage Dragon's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on the Great Wilderness Sword Sect's headmaster. The irascible old man was now in a state of disarray, his sleeves shredded, his hands bloodied as he gripped his sword. The blade held its edge with unwavering energy, yet his expression was far uglier than his injuries.

The one who was dying was his disciple, his direct disciple.

He had watched him grow up, always following him. He was also very talented, especially with the sword. At only twenty-three, his strength surpassed most of the elders, making him his chosen successor.

Even a few years ago, a spiritual sword was born.

Just to create an opportunity for him, such a person risked his life to slash the mirage dragon with a sword.

"Well, I didn't repay evil with evil. I gave him a chance, putting aside past grudges. I value his talent. You should have sensed by now that the gap between you and me can't be bridged by shouting a few times. Continuing like this will only cause more trouble. Every disciple has a life. Do you really want to harm thousands or tens of thousands of people here just because of your own impulsive behavior?"

The voice of the Mirage Dragon was faint, but it struck everyone's heart. War was cruel, so the Mirage Dragon did not hold back, and would strike back at anyone who tried to hurt him.

As for the feelings during the war, I can only think about them carefully when I am so at ease.

He was not bloodthirsty, so he gave the other side a chance, a chance to end the war.

"Can you stop?" Just when everyone was hesitating.

The dying man said in his last breath:

"There was no chance from the beginning. We wanted to drive you away, but you killed many of our brothers. This war cannot be stopped. Even if you, Master, want it, others may not. Not everyone is like you."

“When the seeds of hatred are sown, there is no other way but death.”

"Fengshan!" He called out softly to the sword in his hand. The sword in Shenlong's hand trembled more and more violently.

However, the Mirage Dragon wouldn't do as he wished, and not out of pity. He gripped his sword tightly, his brow furrowing in a rare frown. "I take back what I just said. You don't deserve pity. Do you intend to use your death to inflame conflict between us all and escalate this war to the bitter end?"

"Then do you know that this is a catastrophe for your sect and even the entire world. For the so-called hatred in your heart, you drag the entire world down with you..."

Before he could finish his words, the dying young man had already breathed no more.

The mirage dragon reacted immediately and stopped looking at the young man. Instead, it looked in one direction. What was this? Intensifying the conflict.

It's really cruel, but that's your style.

The young man's death did not change their attitude because of Shenlong's few words. The emotions aroused on the battlefield did not bring them calm thinking. Even though they knew Shenlong was right, they still needed an outlet to vent their suppressed emotions.

So the next moment, an even more intense and ferocious murderous intent was directed towards him, as if I had no intention of distinguishing right from wrong.

Mirage Dragon sighed helplessly. He wasn't a bloodthirsty person, but he wasn't one to just take a beating without fighting back. He'd already warned them where they needed to be warned, and given them the chances they needed to be given. Since they were stubborn and wouldn't change, don't blame him for using a bloody lesson to wake everyone up.

There is no point in saying more, as blood will flow like a river.

He's no pushover, so come on. The attack stagnated as it entered the vicinity of the Mirage Dragon. The air around them thickened, and a heavy pressure weighed on everyone. A crackling sound echoed in my ears, and the surrounding environment changed.

They sensed another space overlapping this one. The first to sense it was the White Horse Mountain Master, who presided over the formation, followed by all the disciples at the formation's nodes.

"boom!!"

With a loud roar, the floating mountain suspended in the sky seemed to be affected. After shaking a few times, it fell straight down from the sky.

The faces of the disciples within the mountain paled as the backlash of the shattered formation set in. A sharp pain pierced through their minds, followed by tinnitus, and they passed out.

Li Shu stood on the covered bridge, gazing into the distance. His eyes were calm, having lost their youthful spirit and become profound. The change in his temperament had also transformed his features. If the original Li Shu was a vibrant young man, the current Li Shu was more like the old Su Mu, with a sense of age and maturity.

Temperament is really important.

Li Shu opened his mouth and snorted softly: "Fight, fight! Aren't you trying to covet the ownership of this cave? Then go to war with the whole world."

He wasn't surprised to see an invasion, and even less surprised to see an innate deity. After all, there were only a few who could defeat Lu Wu, and Shenlong happened to be one of them, which made sense. This person had always stayed out of many things in ancient times, but no one dared to underestimate him.

The first is his exceptionally high status. Any innate deity with the power of creation has a very high status. While not at the top, he is certainly near the top.

There are countless motives to spy on these nine cave worlds.

The only puzzling thing was how he dared to come here, knowing this was his territory. Where did he get the confidence to do so? It was understandable, after all, the world had changed drastically, and who knew what had become of it. Furthermore, judging by his ease, he probably had also found opportunities in the new era.

As one grows and one decreases, his courage has probably grown a lot.

reasonable.

Everything seemed reasonable, but he always felt something was wrong. So he didn't intervene immediately, which gave him a chance to teach the other party and those who wanted to break the rules and didn't know their place a lesson.

The floating mountain continued to fall until it crashed to the ground with a loud bang. However, Li Shu remained calm. Various accidents had brought him safely to the ground, and not even the corner of his clothes was dirty.

This is great fortune.

The power attached to this empty shell was not much, so it was basically impossible to deal with the mirage dragon. However, it was not completely impossible to obtain the blessing of the cave heaven.

Breaking off a piece of rubble, Li Shu leisurely emerged from the rubble. The situation outside had completely changed. The serious-minded Mirage Dragon had instantly reversed the situation. Oh, no, the balance of victory had been tilted in his favor from the beginning, and now it was only tilted further.