At this moment, Li Muyang directly sold out Liu Lian’er.
But even if Li Muyang didn’t say it, once Tantai Ming guessed the truth, she wouldn’t let Liu Lian’er leave—at least not without leaving her Jade Pendant behind.
After all, once Li Muyang headed to the Tianyuan Continent, Liu Lian’er’s Jade Pendant would become the only communication channel between them.
Li Muyang summoned Mo Immortal’s corpse and directly let it carry him away at great speed.
Meanwhile, Tantai Ming wasn’t entirely irrational. Seeing Li Muyang summoning the True Immortal’s corpse and the Evil God’s projection closing in, she stopped pestering him.
She merely watched Li Muyang’s departing figure and threatened him.
“If you dare to abandon Xiao Ru and not return, I’ll invite the strongest Spellcaster to curse you to death!”
Tantai Ming’s shouted threat faded into the distance behind him, leaving Li Muyang chuckling helplessly.
This senior Tantai, fiery as a blaze, was truly hard to deal with.
If it weren’t an emergency, he really wanted to sit down with Tantai Ming and have a proper conversation about the situation.
If there was truly a way for cultivators from the Cultivation World here to cross the Netherworld or Misty Sea and reach the Tianyuan Continent, it would definitely benefit Li Muyang.
Though Cultivation World had fewer top-tier combatants, their numbers of cultivators far exceeded those of the Tianyuan Continent.
At present, what plagued the Tianyuan Continent most was the rampant evil spirits, and what it lacked were cultivators with moderate cultivation levels.
After all, the evil spirits causing chaos in the Mortal World weren’t actually strong—what made them troublesome was their sheer numbers and constant attacks, which left the top cultivators of Tianyuan Continent overwhelmed, unable to handle everything.
If the strength of these two continents could be united and complemented one another, the situation would greatly improve.
Yet such an idealistic vision was ultimately just a fantasy, impossible to realize.
Li Muyang’s haste was not only due to the pursuit of the Evil God but also out of concern for Wei Suyi’s tracking of his location.
If he left the Cultivation World, the Immortal Artifact Masters might target those close to him.
Thus, before departing, Li Muyang gave some instructions to Yu Chan, telling her to stay low-profile and avoid wandering around.
The Immortal Artifact Masters could track Li Muyang’s position but were unable to trace his relatives.
Soon, carried by Mo Immortal’s corpse, Li Muyang successfully shook off the pursuing projection of the Evil God.
This elderly body had, at this point, reached its destined destruction.
But before it was completely destroyed, Li Muyang still had tasks to complete.
He decided to confront the Immortal Artifact Masters head-on and have an open and honest discussion with them.
With a thought, Li Muyang opened the long-silent group chat and sent a message.
[Cang Su San: Where are you all? I’m coming to meet you.]
The practically dead group chat had its most recent message over half a year ago.
But now, as Li Muyang’s message was sent, the profile pictures in the chat lit up one after another.
The Immortal Artifact Masters seemed shocked by Li Muyang’s words.
[Wei Suyi: You’re coming to meet us?]
Wei Suyi’s tone was full of doubt.
[Cang Su San: At this point, there’s no point hiding anything. I am indeed the Ascendant you’ve been searching for.]
[Cang Su San: However, I want to defend myself against your reason for wanting to kill me.]
The Immortal Artifact Masters’ pursuit was the greatest crisis that forced Li Muyang to abandon his mortal body.
The chase by the Evil God’s projections could be dealt with; their tracking was slow enough that as long as Li Muyang kept moving, the projections struggled to converge.
But the Immortal Artifact Masters were different. Once they were determined to hunt him down, with Wei Suyi narrowing down his location range, it was nearly impossible for Li Muyang to appear anywhere in the Cultivation World.
As the final moment approached, Li Muyang decided not to run but to confront this group of Immortal Artifact Masters.
He wanted to make one last attempt.
If they could come to an agreement, it might avoid the tragedy of separating from Yan Xiaoru and the others.
If they couldn’t, then losing a body that was already doomed wasn’t much of a loss.
Determined, Li Muyang inquired about the Immortal Artifact Masters’ locations.
The Immortal Artifact Masters hadn’t expected Li Muyang to dare deliver himself to them voluntarily, and the group chat remained silent for a long time.
Finally, Ghost Mansion Seven, Xie Liuyun, replied.
[Ghost Mansion Seven: We’re waiting for you at Shilan Mountain.]
Shilan Mountain—a vast mountain range over four thousand miles from Jiuyuan City.
Once Li Muyang knew the exact location, he immediately changed course and flew toward Shilan Mountain.
Carried by Mo Immortal’s corpse, Li Muyang’s speed was incredibly fast.
Two hours later, Li Muyang appeared in the skies above Shilan Mountain.
On this vast and sprawling mountain range, several figures stood silently in the sky, waiting for Li Muyang’s arrival.
Wei Suyi, Ghost Mansion Seven, Jing Muan, Dou Sujiu… and now, joined by Li Muyang, Cang Su San.
The Immortal Artifact Masters who were still alive in the group chat had now gathered once more.
The sea of clouds churned beneath their feet, with fierce high-altitude winds howling.
Carried by Mo Immortal’s corpse, Li Muyang flew closer and saw the waiting individuals.
This time, their meeting didn’t immediately erupt into confrontation.
Li Muyang’s gaze swept across each person’s face, finally resting on the young Guan Xiaoshun behind them.
The simple youth from the border city had disappeared after the Refinement Demon Sect was destroyed. Now, he exuded a gloomy, dispirited aura, his former cheerful brightness gone.
When he saw Li Muyang approaching, the youth gave no response, as if he didn’t recognize the figure before him.
Li Muyang didn’t expose the youth’s identity.
But as their eyes met, Li Muyang noticed a flash of excitement and joy in Guan Xiaoshun’s eyes.
Finally, Li Muyang’s gaze returned to Wei Suyi, the leader among them.
This elderly man was the one who had spearheaded their opposition to the Ascendants.
It was his prophecy that had turned Ascendants and Immortal Artifact Masters into adversaries.
Li Muyang spoke, “Honestly, I’m quite helpless. A prophecy—is that all it takes for you to determine that I’m the one in it?”
“You’ve expended so much effort chasing me down over an ancient omen… What if I’m not the great demon in that prophecy?”
The Heavenly Machine Pavilion’s ancient prophecy foresaw a great demon wreaking havoc and destroying everything.
Yan Xiaoru had mentioned this prophecy before; many of its descriptions did indeed resemble Li Muyang.
But Li Muyang was steadfast in believing that he wouldn’t become such a destructive demon.
—After all, I’m just a worker for the Heavenly Dao, still running around trying to save the world.
And you throw a pile of crap on me, claiming I’m the demon? …Honestly, you seem more like demons yourselves, intentionally hindering my efforts to save the world!
Since everything was laid bare, Li Muyang stopped hiding and clearly explained the current world situation to these Immortal Artifact Masters.
He spoke of the Otherworldly Demon God of the Deep Space Temple, the Netherworld Saint Spirit roaming the Misty Sea, the evil god invasion of Tianyuan Continent, and everything he had accomplished using the powers of an Ascendant over the years…
Boldly, Li Muyang declared, “Up until now, I’ve been tirelessly working to save the world.”
“You claim I’m a great demon—on what grounds?!”