488: Li Mu: Shouldn't you reflect on the fact that you are a saint but you didn't take us down?

Shi Niang and the others were all dumbfounded, thinking to themselves, "Is this invader out of his mind?"

The invader actually tried to make Li Mu his outer Disciple; it was simply wishful thinking, a pipe dream!

In their minds, the miserable scenes Li Mu recorded in his diary from his previous life involuntarily emerged. Although the current situation was somewhat different, with the sudden arrival of the dimensional space, the tragic plight faced by the Human Race was exactly the same as before, no less severe.

Shi Niang anxiously called out, "Li Mu!"

Hu Bingbing also quickly said, "Li Mu, don't ever forget the evil things he did to us. You absolutely cannot agree so easily!"

Camilla, with her stumbling but extremely urgent Mandarin, shouted, "Li Mu, you are our Human Race's great hero. You... you absolutely cannot agree to such an unreasonable request!"

Li Mu stood there, momentarily at a loss. Everyone spoke one after another, as if they hadn't left him any room to explain himself.

However, he secretly pondered, "Would this invader really be so kind?"

The answer was clearly no. One must understand that if they slaughtered all the Cultivators in this dimensional space, then the rest of the ordinary Human Race would be in despair, like fish waiting to be butchered.

So why would he take people from the Human Race as Disciples? There could only be other schemes.

The old ghost with a child's Physical Body in front of him must have had his own destroyed and then performed Possession on someone else's Physical Body!

Li Mu pointed the Jin Ming Sword directly at Elder Mu, a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were utterly cold.

"Senior, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!"

After speaking, the Jin Ming Sword in his hand flew out, carrying sharp Sword Qi towards Elder Mu.

The Jin Ming Sword also transformed from one sword to two, three, four... eventually becoming thousands of Jin Ming Swords surrounding Elder Mu.

Thousands of Jin Ming Swords reflected the sunlight with an exceptionally cold, slightly black gleam.

Elder Mu scoffed, "Overestimating yourself."

Thousands of Jin Ming Swords were aimed at Elder Mu. If he couldn't withstand even one sword, the other attacks would pierce him like a hornet's nest.

Elder Mu took out a dark, black flute with a skull at the very top.

Elder Mu placed the black flute to his lips and began to play gently.

A piercing sound echoed all around.

As the flute music spread, the thousands of Jin Ming Swords began to tremble, as if subjected to immense suppression.

Li Mu immediately felt something was wrong. He tried to control the Jin Ming Sword, but they lost their connection to him.

Immediately after, the skull's eyes on the black flute glowed red, and an invisible force surged from the flute, rushing directly towards Li Mu.

Li Mu quickly dodged, but the force followed him like a shadow.

He used his movement technique, dodging left and right, but he could never shake it off.

Seeing the force getting closer and closer, Li Mu decided to go all out. He gathered all his True Qi and concentrated it on his fist, throwing a fierce punch at the force.

Thousands of swords fell like a downpour, their sharp blades cutting through the air with streaks of cold light, as if to tear the entire world apart.

The bloodstains on Li Mu's lips became more and more obvious, like vibrant red plums blooming on his pale face, dripping down his chin, staining the ground with shocking blood flowers.

The Li Family Patriarch thought he had hidden himself well and could launch a surprise attack when everyone was unprepared. However, he underestimated the powerful aftershock of the force released by the opponent's attack on Li Mu.

The aftershock was like a violent wave, sweeping over him with lightning speed, severely affecting him.

At the same time, another mysterious attack contained in the flute accurately struck him like a venomous snake, instantly causing him to lose his balance.

He was violently sent flying, crashing heavily against the distant wall, then his eyes closed tightly, and he fell unconscious, without any further movement.

Shi Niang and the others who came with Li Mu were naturally unable to avoid being affected by this sudden attack.

They were like fallen leaves caught by a strong wind, involuntarily thrown into the air, their bodies tracing twisted arcs, finally falling to the ground in a sorry state.

Shi Niang, enduring her injured body, struggled to turn her head and look at Hu Bingbing and the others.

Her eyes were filled with fear, a fear like a deep abyss in the darkness that sent shivers down one's spine.

They had previously vowed to help Li Mu, but now, in just this one moment of confrontation, their side was almost completely wiped out.

If... if it were truly just Li Mu alone, would he be able to escape this terrifying predicament by himself?

Thinking of this, Shi Niang gritted her teeth, enduring the surging Qi within her, and said with a hoarse voice, "Li Mu, don't worry about us, run! You must live, we cannot be a burden to you."

Tears glistened in her eyes, tears that contained her reluctance to leave Li Mu and her worry for him.

"If it's just you, you can definitely escape..."

Upon hearing this, Li Mu's face showed a determined expression. He loudly declared, "I'm not someone who would abandon my companions and run away! We are brothers fighting side by side. If we die, we die together!"

Elder Mu's sinister, snake-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face became increasingly eerie and profound, as if hiding endless schemes and calculations.

He lightly raised his sleeve, and the bone flute appeared in his hand again.

"Hahaha, young man, do you think with your meager abilities you can withstand this old man's music?"

Elder Mu laughed loudly, his laughter echoing between heaven and earth, as if carrying a certain magic that instilled fear in people's hearts.

"This old man has only played the first layer, and you are already almost finished. If this old man uses the ninth layer, how will you respond?"

A hint of disdain flashed in Li Mu's eyes. He coldly looked at Elder Mu and said, "Hmph, shouldn't you reflect on yourself? As a Saint, you still haven't defeated all of us, yet you're still gloating about us Human Race. It's truly ridiculous."

As he spoke, the Chaos Pearl in his hand trembled slightly, and a powerful force began to surge.

In the brief moment he spoke, Li Mu secretly took out the Chaos Pearl with lightning speed. With a gentle squeeze, a faint light shot out from the Chaos Pearl, containing a trace of the Law of Chaos.

Li Mu tightly gripped this trace of the Law, feeling the immense power it brought.

He hid this trace of the Law within his body, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Elder Mu at the critical moment.

At the same time, Elder Mu also noticed Li Mu's movements. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he revealed a ferocious smile.

"What a cunning native! To think he wants to ambush this old man from behind!"