"What?"
Hearing this sudden news, even Mu Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
Long Yaotian actually fell!
It's really unbelievable.
He is the strongest person who has stood in the land of the gods for thousands of years. There are even rumors that no one in the entire land of the gods can withstand his moves.
How could such a terrifying person perish
"According to the letter, the skills practiced by Long Yaotian are too heaven-defying and are not tolerated by heaven and earth. Therefore, his lifespan is very short compared to other powerful men in the Saint Realm."
"Three months ago, when he knew that his life was approaching, he ventured into the ancient battlefield alone. When he came back, he turned into a decrepit old man with white hair and beard."
"After explaining the funeral arrangements, we went to Huaxi."
Gu Yuan told the contents of the letter.
"Then what did he say after he came back?" Mu Yu asked.
Gu Yuandao: "The God of the Dead is really terrifying. I, Long Yaotian, thought I was invincible in the world, but I didn't expect that I still lost half of my moves."
It turns out to be the God of the Dead!
Mu Yu's eyes narrowed. He had heard the name God of the Dead many times. He was the god worshiped by all the Dead.
With Long Yaotian's incredible cultivation, he lost even half of his moves. It can be imagined how terrifying this god of the dead is.
If he came to the land of the gods, he would probably make everyone despair.
"I'm not strong enough right now."
Mu Yu clenched his fists. Although the Xuanqi world was not his hometown, there were his lovers, friends, and elders here. There were too many people worthy of his protection.
How could he just watch the entire mysterious world being destroyed by the Necrons
"One more thing. The undead army is currently invading the Northwest Territory. In just half a month, most of the territory in the Northwest Territory has been lost, including Litian City, the largest city in the Northwest Territory, which was also almost lost."
Having said this, Gu Yuan looked at Mu Yu.
He knew that Mu Yu was from the Northwest Spiritual Academy. Now that the northwest was in trouble, he didn't know what he would do.
"I'm going to the northwest."
Mu Yu looked solemn and made a decision immediately.
"Brother Mu Yu, don't be impulsive!"
Xun'er grabbed Mu Yu's arm and looked at him with worry.
"Yes, little brother Mu, it would be too dangerous for you to go alone."
"Moreover, the Master of Yue'er Palace of Chaotian Palace is already convening all the major forces. In a few days, they will enter the northwest territory and have a decisive battle with the Undead Tribe."
Gu Yuan also quickly tried to dissuade him.
Mu Yu shook his head: "I'm afraid we can't wait that long. Once the undead tribe's army comes, not a single blade of grass will grow. By then, Litian City will definitely become a dead city, and no one will be able to survive."
"You don't have to worry too much about me. No matter how dangerous it is, I still have the ability to protect myself."
Xun'er also knew that he couldn't persuade Mu Yu anymore, so he could only warn Mu Yu with tears in his eyes: "Brother Mu Yu, you must be careful, Xun'er will be waiting for you here."
Mu Yu gently stroked her cheek with his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will be back as soon as possible."
After leaving the ancient tribe, Mu Yu headed straight to the northwest.
Because the teleportation array in Litian City was destroyed, Mu Yu could only teleport to a remote small town in the northwest.
Although the Necrons have not yet passed through these cities, the influx of a large number of refugees has made these cities very chaotic.
Mu Yu didn't stop, he passed through the sky directly and rushed to Litian City as quickly as possible.