Tycoon War God

Nan Weiwo and his companions were on the verge of cursing out loud.

They realized that the dozen or so streaks of light that had just entered the Minor World were all Huaxia Martial Artists. They had to be those Deity-like Strong Individuals who had remained in seclusion for many years, never showing themselves to the world.

”Shut the Minor World Gate immediately! We can’t wait any longer!” By now, the five of them had thoroughly offended the powerhouses of both the East and the West.

Nan Weiwo was truly terrified. He feared that if they delayed any longer, Shen Lang—the former Huaxia Sword Deity who had just been defeated by Lin Wudi and retreated from the world—might also enter. If that happened, they would likely be hunted down and killed by the combined forces of the Dragon Protection Hall and the Huaxia military.

”Forcibly closing the Minor World Gate will severely injure all of us,” someone hesitated.

”We don’t have time to worry about that! If you don’t want to make enemies of the entire world, do it now!” Nan Weiwo was on the verge of going insane. Aren’t these people afraid of death?

In truth, Nan Weiwo hadn’t realized that this was all a consequence of Lin Mu entering the Minor World.

Lin Mu was a living legend, the number one person in the world, and a famous Cultivator. Since he dared to bring his Sect Disciples into the Minor World, it proved that the world might not hold any significant danger. The people from the Dark Church, the Sea of Divine Grace, and the Prison of Divine Might had waited at the entrance to the Heavenly Lake Minor World for a day and a night, not daring to enter rashly. Only after Lin Mu entered with his Sect Disciples did they all move together. This was the mythical effect of Lin Mu’s reputation.

RUMBLE!

The air vibrated and energy spilled everywhere as the bright moon above Heavenly Lake slowly vanished. Nan Weiwo and his four companions all spat out blood, looking utterly miserable.

Just as the entrance to the Minor World closed, a white-robed figure appeared in the sky above Heavenly Lake.

”Am I too late? What a pity.”

It was none other than the Divine Sword Saint, Shen Lang.

The five representatives from the Ancient Land Sects swallowed hard, their hearts still pounding with fear.

That was close.

The other four couldn’t help but look at Nan Weiwo, thankful that Brother Nan had been so decisive. Otherwise, if Shen Lang had also entered the Minor World and died inside, none of them would have survived.

...

「Within the Minor World.」

Morphy took a deep breath, her small face lighting up with a smile. ”It’s so comfortable! This place is wonderful. It feels just like coming home.”

She spread her arms, embracing her surroundings. Spiritual Energy, visible to the naked eye, flowed from the heavens and earth into Morphy, nurturing her body.

Shangguan Shiming watched the scene unfold in complete shock.

Inside the Minor World, ancient trees soared into the sky. Every single tree here was at least a hundred meters tall—it was incredible. A single piece of fruit was the size of a human head and exuded a rich, almost suffocating aroma.

Compared to this Minor World, the one where the Ancient Land Sects resided could only be described as desolate.

”Let’s go,” Lin Mu said, waving his sleeve and flying forward.

The others hurried to follow.

After flying for several hundred miles, they were startled by a deafening tiger’s roar. Immediately after, a cloud of white mist rose into the sky and rushed toward them. Within the mist was a giant white tiger. It had the character for ”king” on its forehead, a pair of wings on its back, and a faint white light shimmering around its body. With each flap of its wings, the mist billowed, and it covered a hundred miles in a single breath.

”A Flying Swordtooth Tiger! I can’t believe a creature that’s been extinct for so many years has appeared in this Minor World!” Shangguan Shiming’s face turned pale.

The records of the Ancient Land Sects contained a brief mention of it: The Flying Swordtooth Tiger, a high-level Demonic Beast, born with wings. Upon reaching adulthood, it would have the power of the Peak of Divine Communion and the might of Qi Cultivation Level Nine. It was skilled in demonic arts, and ordinary cultivators at Qi Cultivation Level Nine were no match for it. In the past, it had wiped out an Ancient Land Sect and even contended with a Foundation Establishment Immortal. It went extinct a thousand years ago.

Now, a great demon listed as extinct in the records of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion had appeared right before her. She was beginning to understand why the previous expeditions from the Ancient Land Sects had been completely annihilated. This single Flying Swordtooth Tiger possessed the power to fight a Foundation Establishment Immortal, and they were only at the entrance.

The Flying Swordtooth Tiger swooped down through the clouds and suddenly opened its cavernous mouth, letting out a ferocious roar. With its roar, a foul, bloody stench washed over them, nearly suffocating Shangguan Shiming.

At that moment, a phantom-like figure suddenly materialized beside Shi Potian.

”Slash!”

A black longsword appeared in the phantom’s hand, solidifying from illusion to reality as it slashed at Shi Potian’s neck.

”Get lost!” Shi Potian bellowed, swatting it away with his palm.

BANG!

The longsword shattered. Immediately after, the phantom itself was obliterated by Shi Potian’s palm.

Shangguan Shiming’s mouth twitched. That phantom likely possessed strength equivalent to the Reaching the Divine realm, yet Shi Potian swatted it to death with a single blow.

WHOOSH!

The instant the phantom dissipated, two more appeared from another direction, their blades descending on Shi Potian. At the same time, two similar figures materialized beside Morphy, swinging their blades at her.

”Hee hee, this is my home turf, you know,” Morphy said with a playful smile, casually flicking her finger. A towering ancient tree beneath them seemed to awaken, transforming into a living creature. Countless branches whipped out like long lashes, striking the two phantoms.

BANG! BANG!

The phantoms shattered. But soon, four more phantoms appeared around Morphy, renewing the assault. These ghostly figures seemed to multiply the more they were killed.

Suddenly, Shangguan Shiming stared at one of the phantoms in shock. ”Elder Mo!”

She instantly recognized the figure as an elder from the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion who had been missing for nearly thirty years. Now, he had appeared here in this Minor World, transformed into a phantom to attack them.

”Creating ghostly thralls... I never expected a mere beast from the Lower Realm to possess such a Divine Skill.” Lin Mu didn’t intervene, instead observing the distant Flying Swordtooth Tiger with great interest. He knew this wasn’t the Flying Swordtooth Tiger Shangguan Shiming spoke of, but rather a Three-Eyed Demon Tiger that possessed a trace of the White Tiger bloodline. Three-Eyed Demon Tigers weren’t rare, but for one to possess the Divine Skill to turn its victims into ghostly thralls that killed on its behalf—that was rather interesting. One of the reasons for entering this Minor World was to temper Shi Potian, so Lin Mu simply watched.

The phantoms multiplied endlessly. From one to two, then to four. Even Shangguan Shiming was forced to join the fight.

In the end, over a hundred ghostly thralls besieged Shi Potian, Morphy, and Shangguan Shiming. These thralls were not especially strong, only at about the Early Spirit Communication Stage. Furthermore, having been turned into phantoms, their attack power was diminished, putting their true combat strength on par with an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster. But their sheer numbers were overwhelming.

Against more than a hundred Martial Arts Grandmasters, even a trio of their strength was gradually becoming overwhelmed.

”Potian, why are you dodging? Do you really think they can kill you?” Lin Mu suddenly called out.

Shi Potian’s spirits soared. He recalled the images from the Divine Demon Horizontal Training—of divine demons fighting to the death without regret, battling fiercely in all directions.

”Hahaha! I am Elder Brother Mu’s number one battle general! Why would I cower!”

Shi Potian roared, abandoned all defense, and charged headfirst into the horde of ghostly thralls.

SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!

Blood flew as countless blade wounds appeared on Shi Potian’s body. However, the Divine Demon Horizontal Training was unbelievably powerful. These thralls, only at the level of Martial Arts Grandmasters, could only manage to graze Shi Potian’s skin; they were completely incapable of inflicting serious injury.

Caught up in the thrill of the slaughter, Shi Potian charged about recklessly, using his own body as a weapon. His sudden rampage greatly eased the pressure on Morphy and Shangguan Shiming.

Morphy was faring well. As a member of the Elf Tribe, she had a natural affinity for living things. Upon arriving in this Minor World, she found she could even control ancient trees that were thousands, or even tens of thousands, of years old. Her summoned branches danced wildly, easily holding their ground.

Shangguan Shiming, however, was in a much worse state. If not for Shi Potian’s ferocious assault, she might have already been severely wounded by the ghostly thralls.

They’re all monsters! Now, Shangguan Shiming was thoroughly convinced of the prowess of Lin Mu and his disciples.