How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

"Thank you for your blessing, Brother Li. I never expected you to possess such a treasure, capable of refining such a vicious soul force. I have benefited greatly from it."

Zhao Tianming took a deep breath, and streams of spiritual light burst forth from his body. The soul power of the third level of the Nascent Soul stage surged and stabilized, finally returning to his mind and spirit, embracing the primordial unity.

Li Muyun did not keep anything to himself; he did not keep the purified soul power to himself.

Instead, they split the spoils 50/50, even though they had agreed beforehand that the treasures they obtained along the way would be divided equally.

However, he did not contribute anything to breaking the great formation and purifying the soul power. He originally wanted to refuse the reward without merit, but he couldn't resist Li Muyun's insistence.

He naturally wouldn't let an opportunity that came his way pass him by.

But in her heart, she became more and more certain that she had chosen the right person, and that Li Muyun was completely trustworthy.

"Don't mention it. If it weren't for Brother Zhao's ability to observe qi, I probably wouldn't even have had this opportunity. Brother Zhao, there's no need to be so polite."

Li Muyun felt that pure power rapidly nourishing and irrigating his sea of ​​consciousness, and he was increasingly delighted.

He possessed the old monk's Buddhist light technique, as well as the heart of a Buddha and a demon. This incomparably ferocious soul power was a great tonic for him.

After purification, each ferocious soul is like a crystal-clear spiritual fruit. One bite releases a burst of soul power, making it incredibly delicious.

You must know that once you enter the Nascent Soul stage, the improvement in your realm is extraordinary. But with the nourishment of such divine soul power, you can step into the third stage of the Nascent Soul stage!

The two fell silent, sitting cross-legged in the main hall, carefully sensing the leap and change.

The path of cultivation involves sensing the heavens and responding to the earth, and the control of one's own vital energy is of paramount importance in relation to the laws of heaven and earth.

After a while, the two slowly got up, their eyes filled with satisfied joy.

This divine soul power was perfectly harmonious, pure and powerful, directly allowing the two of them to advance to a higher level. This kind of miraculous power surpassed even ordinary rare and precious materials.

"Then, Brother Li, why don't the two of us continue on our way?"

Zhao Tianming steadied his breathing, his face beaming with even greater joy, and asked Li Muyun a question.

Li Muyun nodded.

This is the result of such a harvest before even venturing deep into the lair of the Yangshen Temple.

He certainly wouldn't let these opportunities slip by.

Following this vein, the two continued forward, and along the way the pit became increasingly narrow, almost only wide enough to accommodate one person at a time.

The two were Nascent Soul cultivators, so they were naturally able to use transformation techniques to pass through the long and narrow corridor.

The scenery before us became increasingly expansive.

Zhao Tianming frowned deeply, the compass needle in his hand jumped wildly, but the dowsing rod pointed straight at the scenery in front of him.

Ahead, the fog was thick, shrouding everything in a vast expanse of white mist. It was impossible to see anything in the distance.

“Brother Li, something’s not right with this pulse point. Logically speaking, at this pace, we should have reached the next pulse point by now, but the fog is so thick that we can’t see any pulse points at all…”

Zhao Tianming seemed hesitant in his words.

Since the dangers ahead were uncertain, he naturally sought Li Muyun's opinion.

Li Muyun gazed at the thick fog from afar, but since he didn't have the Heavenly Eye, even with his eyes strained, he couldn't discern anything unusual.

However, those experts above the Nascent Soul stage were already bound by the Tang Dynasty's experts. Even if they encountered a powerful formation, there were still Rabbit Lords who could resist it.

"It's alright, let's go into the thick fog and find out what's going on."

Li Muyun's expression hardened, and the sword light of the Devouring Creation Sword in his hand flickered, its aura gradually becoming more and more fierce. He walked ahead, stepping into the thick fog.

Stepping into the thick fog, visibility was extremely poor. Wisps of cloud drifted in the air, forming patches that clung to our bodies, making us feel damp.

Zhao Tianming raised his finger, and the surging clouds gradually gathered together, and a drop of ink, pitch black, immediately appeared on his fingertip.

“Brother Li, the yin energy ahead is extremely heavy, and it may be another dead zone. The aura of these wronged souls lingers for a long time, and can even condense into ink and rain.”

Li Muyun was taken aback, and his aura surged forth, shattering the surrounding clouds.

It's best to avoid contact with this lingering resentment.

"It doesn't matter, we'll kill as many as they come."

Hearing Li Muyun's domineering response, Zhao Tianming couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head repeatedly as he followed behind Li Muyun.

As the two continued to advance, it was as if something enormous was lurking in the thick fog, the oppressive feeling growing stronger, as if it were blotting out the sun. The closer they got, the more intense the sense of awe and majesty became.

What comes into view is no longer a desolate and lonely scene, but rather a hint of withered and dying vitality.

Thirty-six dead trees stood tall, their branches drooping, like old people in their twilight years, their massive roots hidden underground, exuding a faint scent of death and decay.

Li Muyun frowned, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body, causing the thirty-six withered trees to explode into dust at the same time.

The moment the withered tree shattered, the faint array collapsed.

Amidst the swirling wood chips, a ghostly city gate emerged, its plaque bearing the words "Fengdu" dripping with blood and tears. Countless transparent arms emerged from the cracks in the gate, their fingernails embedded with unrotted bits of flesh, howling and snarling menacingly.

"Fengdu? This tiny ghost realm dares to call itself Fengdu?"

Zhao Tianming chuckled and flung out the Star Compass at his waist. Countless starlight burst forth, blasting towards the ghost hands.

Boom!

The power of starlight shattered countless ghostly hands, and the entire city gate was smashed open by this attack.

Countless chilling winds carried mournful, tragic laughter as they echoed through the empty space, where only ghosts roamed.

Li Muyun showed no fear, his expression was cold, and he strode into the so-called Fengdu City.

"This place should also be the site of the Yangshen Temple's blood sacrifice. The Yangshen Temple's scale is considerable, and it may be in cahoots with some evil gods. The sacrifices are made by offering sacrifices to an entire village or city."

Li Muyun pointed thoughtfully at the lanterns in the distant market area.

From the eerie villages we passed through before to this ghost town now, everywhere we look there are scenes of devastation after sacrifices.

This is just a small corner of this area. It's hard to imagine how many lives the Yangshen Temple slaughtered and what scale of resources were used for the blood sacrifice.

Entering the market, we came onto the wide bluestone road.

Millions of ghostly lanterns floated above the streets and alleys, each wick flickering with a blood-red flame—clearly the divine soul power of an ordinary cultivator.

It was actually taken out and used as an oil lamp!

These beasts.

Upon seeing this, Li Muyun's brows furrowed, and his heart grew heavy.

As the lamplight flickered, the starving ghosts wandering on the bluestone path suddenly turned their heads in unison, their countless empty eye sockets locking onto the two of them, as if they had discovered a delicious meal.

They all turned around in unison and surged towards the two of them.

Li Muyun unleashed his devouring power, and sword lights shot out in unison.