After confirming that no Innate experts still existed in the world, Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he could not help feeling sorrow for his own kind.
The most terrifying thing was having no path forward. As the one who had started it all, there was no way the imperial court could avoid being hated. On this point alone, the Great Ming court could forget about winning the hearts of the martial world.
Li Mu had reason to suspect that Zhu Yuanzhang had been set up. To prevent the birth of Innate experts, he had gone and damaged the veins of mountains and rivers, pushing all the major sects to the opposite side. That was absolutely not the act of a wise man.
With heaven and earth sinking into decline, the decline of the martial path was inevitable. Even if no one interfered, was the Innate realm something one could break through to just because one wished it?
Even if someone did break through, once they reached that realm, who would still be interested in worldly power?
What had happened had happened; there was no point in probing the truth behind it anymore. Now that he finally had a chance to learn the secrets of the martial world in depth, Li Mu naturally would not let it pass.
"Sect Leader, how many supreme experts are there under heaven, and how many belong to the imperial court, Shaolin, Wudang, and the Sun Moon Divine Cult?"
Know yourself and your enemy, and you would never be defeated. He was about to enter the martial world's game. How could he not learn more about the strength of his potential opponents?
Ning Qingyu picked up his teacup and took a small sip, then said slowly, "The world is