The Divine Martial Stars

Li Mu received a call. It was from Su Cuo.

The government raised the surveillance of the universe outside the solar system to the highest level after Li Mu returned to Earth for the first time and highlighted the threat that the martial arts civilization posed to Earth. It was a project which involved international cooperation. All the major countries joined forces, shared their technologies, and launched the most sophisticated surveillance satellites to the periphery of the solar system to monitor the space outside the solar system at all times.

Therefore, as soon the warships which arrived from the depths of the outer space entered the range of detection, an alert was immediately transmitted to Earth.

All the satellites were shared by the major countries, so all the major countries received the information almost at the same time.

As the senior managers of the project, Su Cuo and Fan Zu'ang received the message immediately.

At the same time, Su Cuo was striving to rebuild the Hero Martial Arts Alliance in the Wine Spring desert area.

Song Changlin, who had returned to Earth with Su Cuo, was the person in charge of science and technology at a research institute.

Besides Su Cuo and Song Changlin, there were many other people who were not well known but assumed the most vital positions. They dedicated themselves to the undertaking and made selfless contributions. Very few people would not have been aware of their existence when they died, but they were the ones that supported the continuation of civilization in the world.

"I see," Li Mu said in a calm voice.

After he heard that, Li Mu's tone was calm.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, Hero Country won't fall into chaos."

He made a solemn promise over the phone.

In the command center on the other end of the radio broadcast room, Su Cuo and a group of people with the highest status listened attentively. Li Mu's answer was like an indescribable magical power which directly touched their hearts.

"As long as I'm here, Hero Country won't fall into chaos."

Those simple words represented the most solemn promise in the world.

Even the people who were hard to please had to admit that the young man known as the Eastern God of War was indeed like a guardian deity of this ancient oriental country. If it hadn't been for his sudden appearance several years ago, Hero Country would have fallen into chaos, just like many countries in the Middle East, the White Center Continent, the North Continent, the Wide South Continent, and the Great East Continent, with demons and devils running rampant and various forces of practitioners trying to divide the country.

It was no exaggeration to say that Li Mu had laid a solid foundation for peace in this oriental land with a total area of 9.6 million square kilometers.

The country had made a lot of preparations and accumulated plenty of resources.

When the country faced danger again, many people found that this young man in his early twenties was the one who was the most trustworthy and they could expect a lot from him.

"As long as I'm here, Hero Country won't fall into chaos."

These words were powerful and had a solid and reassuring ring to it.

This oriental country was lucky to have Li Mu!

In the ancient temple.

"Are you really not going to take any action?" Li Mu asked the old faker again. He couldn't help himself.

"It's just not the right time."

When the old faker gave this reply, he held a rolled cigarette in his mouth, pursed his lips and carefully drew a card with his right hand. He looked at the card, shook his head, and threw it onto the table without hesitation.

Li Mu nodded.

"The old faker has made up his mind not to take action.

"There's no point in saying anything to him."

Li Mu said, "Well, I'm going to Qinling. When the troops of the six major clans arrive, the masters dispatched by them will surely come to Earth through the Gate of the Ancestors in Qinling. If we don't kill the vanguard of the six major clans, maybe they will really break the tactical deployment of the Star Graveyard and enter the solar system by working in collusion. At that time, Earth will face a catastrophe and suffer heavy losses."

Unexpectedly, the old faker drew another card, shook his head, threw the card onto the table, and said absent-mindedly, "Go ahead."

Just then, old Zhang saw the card thrown by the old faker and became extremely excited. He stood up and said, "I won, ha-ha-ha. An ace. Ha-ha-ha. I didn't expect that I would win. Come on. Give me the money."

The old faker froze for a moment. Then, he suddenly raised his hand and swept all the cards on the table to the ground, saying, "Hey, who saw me throwing an ace just now? There's no evidence, so I won't admit it…"

Li Mu and the other old men were speechless.

"How could he be so shameless?"

"Damn it. It's so strange. Since I lost to that young Taoist priest named Indestructible, I have never won a single game after that. Has my luck been taken away?" The old faker pretended to be puzzled, murmuring to himself and calculating with his fingers.

"You're being unreasonable," Old Zhang said grumpily.

"Yeah, this is the eighteenth time you've flipped the table, right?"

"Can we play by the rules?"

The other old men complained.

"Hush! Be quiet. Don't disturb me while I'm trying to change my fate," the old faker said mysteriously.

"Bah."

Li Mu and the other old men were rendered speechless.

The old faker suddenly said, "Forget it, you brats." He pointed at the other old men in their 80s and said, "Don't stay in Randengsi Village. Go to Qinling with this little bastard. No matter how powerful the hunting dogs…the lions are, they have to hunt in the wild to prove themselves."

Li Mu's face darkened.

"Fortunately, you didn't blurt out the words after the "hunting dogs". It's immoral of you to compare these old men to dogs."

Unexpectedly, the old men in their 80s suddenly perked up. They felt as if they were fierce tigers released from their cages.

After all, these old men felt bored; they had been practicing by fighting with those "explorers" in the village for a long time but could not beat them to death.

"By the way, there's no need to rush. Although the tactical deployment of the Star Graveyard is incomplete, it's not that easy to break through. Wait for two more days in Randengsi Village and then take your dog with you." The old faker stood up, stretched himself, and then said to Li Mu, "There's one more thing. Don't take Huang Ye'er and Huang Shu to Qinling. Let them stay with me."

Li Mu glanced at the old faker in surprise and said, "Okay."

"Why did this old fella suddenly begin to care about the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe?"

Li Mu walked out of Randeng Temple and called Su Cuo and asked her to arrange for someone to send the Husky to Baoji City. At the same time, he declined the requests of Lu Xun, Xiao Dong, and the others for a sparring match and told them to focus on rebuilding the Hero Martial Arts Alliance and collecting resources in the Mount Shong World.

Two days later.

The military transport aircraft arrived at the transfer station as scheduled.

As soon as the cabin door opened, a streak of black lightning rushed out of the aircraft.

"Woof, you heartless man. You finally missed me."

The Husky landed on the ground and trotted along on his hind legs. He wore a very decent black suit, a pair of sunglasses and carried a backpack. He rushed over to Li Mu, stuck out his pink tongue, wagged his tail, and licked Li Mu's face.

"You stupid dog, you look like…" Li Mu didn't know what to say.

The old faker felt a little surprised as he watched. He said, "It seems that he is going to awaken his life essence. His contemptible aura couldn't be erased even if he were to be reborn."

The other old men scrutinized the Husky from head to toe.

"Is it the General?"

"That scourge? So has it returned?"

"Did it turn into a spirit?"

The old men clicked their tongues in wonder.

The Husky coughed, took off his sunglasses, and said discontentedly, "Let me remind you that as grown-ups, you shouldn't talk to me like that. How can you call me a scourge? If I hadn't taken control of all the stray dogs and domestic dogs in Randengsi Village back then, the village wouldn't have won the title of Civilized Village. Don't burn the bridge you just crossed."

Li Mu was speechless. He directly slapped the stupid dog on the back of the head and interrupted, "Well, it's almost time. Let's go to the mountain."

The old men were fully armed and wore the outdated light green military uniforms they used to wear when they served in the army. The uniforms had been mended and washed clean. They even raised a bright red military flag, which made them look like a small troop.

They were not dressed like practitioners at all.

Besides these old men, there was a Husky in a black suit, wearing sunglasses and carrying a backpack.

They were all dressed in strange oddment of styles.

Li Mu was wearing a white sports suit. He thought his dressing style was normal.

Li Mu summoned the flying shuttle that he had prepared in advance. Then, he went to Mount Qinling with the twelve strong old men and a dog.

Mount Shaozu, where Randeng Temple was located, was a branch of Qinling. They entered the depths of Mount Shaozu, passed through a vast expanse of white mist, and finally saw the new world known as the geographical dragon vein of Hero Country.

The spiritual Qi was abundant in the towering mountains, and the vast expanse of trees looked like a green sea.

Before the eruption of Spiritual Qi, Qinling was one of the best preserved old-grown forests in Hero Country. By now, it had become a green sea with magnificent scenery. It was really a great work of nature. When they caught a glimpse of it from the flying shuttle, it made people feel relaxed and refreshed.

The shuttle flew at a rapid speed.

About an hour later, they had traveled hundreds of thousands of miles into the Qinling world.

A giant space-time vortex in the sky with a radius of hundred of miles could be seen from the distance.

It was the Gate of the Ancestors.

Another hour later, Li Mu and the others arrived at the location right under the Gate of the Ancestors.

The place was the summit of a 10,000-meter-high mountain with even ground and looked like a small plain at the top of a mountain.

All the trees had been cleared and there were numerous camps on the summit. At least a thousand forces from all over the world had gathered there, harboring different thoughts and maintaining a subtle balance, awaiting the opening of the Gate of the Ancestors.

The atmosphere was very tense.

The arrival of Li Mu and the others attracted the attention of some people.

"Stop. Who are you? Tell me your name. If you don't have the qualifications, you cannot enter Xuantian Mountain." Several figures appeared in the air, blocking the flying shuttle's path.

They were ancient practitioners dressed like monks from the western world.

Standing at the bow of the flying shuttle, Li Mu looked down and sensed the auras of many masters on the summit of Xuantian Mountain. He opened his Third Eye and saw energy waves rising into the sky like fireworks.

"You must be blind. Li Mu, the Eastern God of War, is here. Get out of the way."

Old Zhang looked at the western practitioners and cursed them soundly.