How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Blood flowed like a river, and the entire mountain was stained with blood. The once towering peak was now pitted and uneven, as if it had been flattened.

The mountain path in front of us was no longer recognizable; the bluish-gray stones had been stained blood red, and a thick layer of fleshy paste covered the path.

"This...can sword intent really reach this level?"

Among the prodigies of the Kaiyuan Empire, a swordsman stared blankly at the sword energy that had pierced through metal and stone, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Looking at Li Muyun soaring above on his sword, an indescribable emotion suddenly welled up within him.

That emotion contained awe, fear, and above all, shock.

In the Kaiyuan Empire, he was known as the Son of the Sword, the sharpest and most piercing sword in the empire, and he boasted that no one in the entire country could match his sword intent.

The swordsman, who should have been confident and invincible, suddenly wavered after witnessing Li Muyun's sword moves.

After a fierce battle, Li Muyun's fighting spirit and surging emotions did not diminish at all; on the contrary, they became even stronger, and he craved more blood and more slaughter!

As Zhao Tianming gazed at the white-robed figure ahead, a deep sense of admiration welled up within him.

Li Muyun carried the Devouring Creation Sword on his back, his sharp aura undiminished. He kept looking around in the air, as if he was still looking for prey.

It's hard to imagine that the swordsman who just appeared like a god of death was the same gentle person who was chatting and laughing with him.

However, he liked it even more!

"Brother Li, what brings you to such a vantage point today? The sharpness of your sword, though concealed in its sheath, can no longer be hidden!"

The King of Qin's voice came from behind, filled with deep approval, and his gaze toward Li Muyun grew increasingly fervent.

Li Muyun chuckled in surprise.

"Your Highness, please don't tease me. If we're talking about hiding things in their sheaths, it's Your Highness who's the best at it."

"Hahaha……"

The King of Qin suddenly burst into laughter and patted Li Muyun on the shoulder.

After clearing away numerous obstacles, the three quickly found the hidden formation.

The power of the formation is not strong. As long as the core of the formation is destroyed, the true magnificence of the Yin-Yang City can be seen.

To Li Muyun, this level of formation was like a cheap illusion, nothing to worry about.

As Li Muyun's array power roared out, it accurately shattered those array eyes.

A thunderous roar suddenly came from the mountain pass a hundred miles away. As the thin mist dissipated, a magnificent city revealed its true form.

The walls of Yin Yang City are over a hundred feet high, and the city is made of countless enormous crystals. The unique Crimson Flame Crystal and Xuanming Iron are as if they were fused together. Originally, they are two stones with conflicting attributes, but they are surprisingly stable when they are combined.

At this moment, as the sun and moon were changing, the entire city emitted a tremendous, surging roar. Countless dark buildings pierced the sky like the fangs of giant beasts, appearing even more solemn and cold under the scattered moonlight.

Surrounded by the surging aura of the Yin-Yang City's grand formation, it shone like a dazzling star in the ruins of the Yang God Temple, drawing everyone's attention.

The three were not the first to arrive; many other prodigies had been waiting for them for a long time.

Zhuge Danqing and Huo Polu had already arrived, but the loyal and righteous young marquis Lü Chengyu was nowhere to be seen.

The prodigies from the other three great empires also arrived one after another. Guo Jingtian from the Kaiyuan Empire and Zhu Jiutong from the Sun and Moon Empire were present, but Zhao Kang from the Zhao Zu Dynasty was nowhere to be seen. Only the other prodigies were there.

The most eye-catching figure was the Crown Prince, seated atop the Nine Dragons Carriage.

The Crown Prince, dressed in a python robe, could not hide his arrogance. He was clearly getting sleepy while waiting on the dragon carriage.

"What's wrong, Brother Li? Are you only arriving now?"

Upon seeing Li Muyun, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace rarely showed a smile and greeted Li Muyun.

Li Muyun nodded slightly, then stopped looking at the Crown Prince and began to examine the majestic city.

A faint hint of coldness flashed across the face of the Prince of Qin beside him, but he quickly suppressed it.

The arrogance of the Crown Prince was made no attempt to conceal during this trial.

Seeing that Li Muyun ignored him, the Crown Prince was not annoyed, but instead spoke with great interest.

"Brother Li has been infamous all along the way. His ferocity is truly terrifying. Not a single one of those who opposed him has shown up here... Haha."

The Crown Prince clapped his hands, glanced at Zhuge Danqing's side, and then looked at the Zhao Zu Dynasty's people in the distance.

The prodigies who can stand here have all undergone numerous trials and tribulations, fighting their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Their eyesight is naturally not bad. Upon hearing the Crown Prince's words, they all felt a jolt in their hearts and cast their gazes toward Li Muyun.

Those who had witnessed Li Muyun's ferocity spoke up repeatedly, recounting Li Muyun's brutality to their own country's elites.

As Guo Jingtian listened to Tianjiao's story from a distance, his brows furrowed more and more, and he looked at his fellow countrymen with displeasure.

What about swords that can transform a Nascent Soul into a Divine Being, swords that can transform a Spirit into a Divine Being, sword energy that can be ferocious, and even gods of slaughter appearing together?

Isn't this undermining our own prestige while boosting the morale of others?

Guo Jingtian's expression grew increasingly displeased, his eyes sharp as he stared intently at Li Muyun in the distance.

This kid, apart from being handsome and fair-skinned, how could he be so scary?

This bunch of good-for-nothings only exaggerate. If I get the chance later, I'll definitely cut off their heads and use them as wine jugs.

Unlike Guo Jingtian's disdain and anger, Zhu Jiutong became interested after hearing this.

Unlike others who compete for fame and fortune, he was simply after profit.

If more benefits can be gained, this top position can be given up.

He had observed all the prodigies, big and small, at the Heavenly Gambling Pavilion, and this person's odds were very high, making him seem completely unlike any potential seeded fighter.

How come they describe it as so powerful? Is it some kind of dark horse?

Tsk, what a pity, I should have bet more on him.

Just as everyone's hearts were in turmoil, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace lazily got up and spoke with an incredulous tone.

"Alright everyone, we've all arrived. This Yin-Yang City is protected by a powerful formation. If you want to enter, you must first break this formation."

At this moment, everyone looked up and discovered that in Yin-Yang City, the Crimson Flame Crystal and the Dark Nether Iron had begun to liquefy and transform into spiritual energy crystals, surging out countless rays of spiritual light that poured into the majestic pavilion.

The Crown Prince, with his cold and aloof expression, gently extended his fingertip and pressed down from afar.

Boom!

A huge Taiji diagram suddenly appeared in the sky above Yin Yang City, which was originally empty. A red sun rose from the eye of the Yang fish, and a dark moon emerged from the eye of the Yin fish.

The moment the city's protective formation was fully activated, countless streams of ghostly energy burst forth, reflecting the sun and moon and creating a strange and eerie scene.