How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

The star envoy's energy poured out from the disc without reservation, as if traversing a galaxy.

The enormous Demon-Subduing Halberd cleaved through the sky, cutting the massive mine shaft in half, and surged towards Li Muyun with boundless streams of light.

This power was far beyond the limits of a Nascent Soul cultivator; it was almost as if Zhao Kang had summoned it by burning his essence and blood and crushing the talisman.

It was clear that this attack was intended to annihilate Li Muyun, both physically and mentally.

The two people in the distance felt a jolt in their hearts. Under this earth-shattering power, they fled one after another, not daring to be crushed by the aftershocks.

Li Muyun's white robes fluttered in the powerful gale, his black hair cascaded down, and his eyes blazed with bloodlust.

The Overlord Transformation, pushed to its limit, resounded once more, a sound as if it had surpassed its limit. Li Muyun's brows furrowed, and his divine nature erupted in his eyes.

"Void Devouring Heaven Finger!"

Seeing the giant star envoy summoned, about to crush Li Muyun.

Zhao Kang's smile widened, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost uncontrollably.

But when Li Muyun shouted the Void Devouring Finger, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Because from among the countless clouds in the sky, a giant, crystal-clear finger, as smooth as jade and flawless, slowly emerged!

The gigantic finger, resembling a piece of white jade reaching for the sky, pierced through the deep, dark clouds, carrying an aura of world destruction, and suddenly collided with the enormous star envoy.

boom!

The massive Demon-Subduing Halberd clashed with the white jade Sky-Supporting Finger, unleashing countless chaotic and restless gusts of wind.

The fierce winds raged, shattering countless bronze coffins inside the mine, and countless magic crystals were scattered all over the ground under the intense force of the wind.

Li Muyun's fingertips pierced straight through the enormous star envoy, crushing it violently.

The colossal, sky-covering finger suddenly surged forward, like a long dragon, crushing towards Zhao Kang, who stood there dumbfounded.

Somehow, just before that giant finger was about to crush Zhao Kang...

Li Muyun suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, and for no apparent reason, he remembered Zhao Kang's status in the Zhao Ancestor Dynasty.

Just as he was about to have a moment of hesitation, Zhao Kang on the other side shouted repeatedly.

"Li Muyun! I was wrong! Please spare me, and I will never be your enemy again."

Upon hearing this shout, Li Muyun's towering finger suddenly vanished in front of Zhao Kang.

Li Muyun stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold, and gave Zhao Kang a cold look.

Seeing Zhao Kang begging for mercy like a stray dog, he finally decided to back down.

If Zhao Kang were to be crushed to death like this, it would undoubtedly set a bad precedent. The remnants of the Yangshen Temple would not have been eliminated yet, but they would have already started fighting amongst themselves.

Seeing Zhao Kang beg for mercy, Li Muyun merely snorted coldly, said no more, and prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, a bright green bead, as fast as lightning, suddenly struck and violently hit Li Muyun's chest.

Pfft!

A wave of paralysis washed over him, and the excruciating pain in his chest and abdomen caused him to vomit blood, but he still mustered the strength to turn around.

Seeing Zhao Kang's astonished expression, he was instantly enraged, and the Void Devouring Finger that had just dissipated condensed again.

It slammed hard into Zhao Kang.

Zhao Kang's heart pounded as he stared at the sudden, towering finger. He hadn't expected Li Muyun to be able to withstand the jade bead.

The jade bead, capable of shattering the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator, spread its poison instantly, yet Li Muyun was able to withstand it through sheer willpower!

Amidst the violent shock, Zhao Kang was caught completely off guard and was brutally crushed by that towering giant finger.

The immense force that surged through him instantly crushed his body, turning it into a cloud of blood mist.

"Ahhh!"

A mournful cry rang out as Zhao Kang's nascent soul, whose body had been completely crushed, escaped in utter terror.

But Li Muyun has no mercy left, and Zhao Kang has completely erased the last bit of hesitation he had!

It was about to crush Zhao Kang's nascent soul. At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Kang could no longer hold back. Golden light burst forth and instantly transformed into a small golden boat.

It carried Zhao Kang's soul through space and escaped directly.

Kneeling on the ground, weeping blood uncontrollably, Li Muyun's eyes were lowered, and the raging anger in his heart was as real as a physical fire.

He pounded the ground violently, and his hands were oozing blood.

Oh shit!

We shouldn't have shown any pity for Zhao Kang. This kind of scum, worse than a pig or a dog, should be killed outright without any chance of survival.

The anger in his heart grew stronger. Despite his depleted energy, the burning anger, and the excruciating pain in his body, Li Muyun sat down and tried his best to calm his breathing.

"Hey, Li, you seem pretty ruthless, so why did you back down at the very last, most crucial moment?"

In his consciousness, Rabbit God shook his head, his expression becoming more earnest.

"When killing, always advance; when cutting weeds, leave no roots. Haven't you grasped that yet?"

Li Muyun circulated his Qi and calmed down from his initial rage, turning only into some regret and anger.

"In the cultivation world, it's always a dog-eat-dog world. A saintly person can never survive. Look at Zhao Kang, riding on your head with impunity. What's the reason? It's your weakness."

Do you understand now?

The Rabbit God looked at him with a disappointed expression. He had thought that Li Muyun had gone through so much and had finally understood this principle.

But his current performance is indeed somewhat disappointing.

Li Muyun, having recovered, remained silent, his expression growing increasingly cold, the murderous intent in his eyes steadily building up.

At this moment, his mindset changed again, and he no longer had any intention of making peace with Zhao Kang.

Before, he was still worried about offending the Zhao Ancestral Dynasty, but now, all he wants about Zhao Kang is to get rid of him as soon as possible!

In the distance, Huo Polu and Zhao Tianming were evenly matched, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Huo Polu exuded a fierce and ruthless aura, while Zhao Tianming's calligraphy was characterized by its sharp and incisive style. The two engaged in a direct and brutal clash, a head-on battle where neither held back.

Even as Zhao Kang and Li Muyun were deciding their match, the two were still exchanging blows.

However, after witnessing Li Muyun's injury, Zhao Tianming's heart sank. After briefly charging to repel Huo Polu, he rushed to Li Muyun's side.

Huo Polu, who was in the distance, also stopped his pursuit of Zhao Tianming.

After so many rounds of fighting with Zhao Tianming, neither of them had gained the upper hand, so it was impossible for them to win in a short time.

He had clearly seen the final exchange between Zhao Kang and Li Muyun, and his expression jumped in surprise.

That Zhao Kang is truly ruthless.

Li Muyun had already let him go, but he still insisted on attacking recklessly. If it weren't for that precious treasure saving his life, he would probably have been shattered to pieces by now.

This Li Muyun is indeed too chivalrous.

Being friends is fine, but being comrades-in-arms is not worth it.

Thinking of this, Huo Polu glanced at Li Muyun from afar, tossed down a healing pill, and then turned and left.