How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

In a corner of the land, Li Muyun sat cross-legged on the ground, constantly adjusting his breathing. The continuous battles had exhausted his energy.

But at this moment, the anger in his heart was almost tangible.

That ugly and hateful thing truly disgusted him.

If we were to say that the evil cultivators of the Yangshen Temple we encountered in the past still retained some humanity, it was only because of the nature of their cultivation techniques that they fell into the evil path, killing people to refine souls and cultivate the Yangshen technique.

But the mountain of flesh and skeletons before him were utterly demonic.

Like demons from hell, they were ferocious and violent. What he hated most were those two creatures, who kept calling him a "bastard" and a "pig."

This is clearly the derogatory term used by demons in ancient times to refer to humans, treating them as lowly beasts, like food.

Humanity is now in power and growing stronger, while the power of evil is declining. But unexpectedly, these two bastards have been overlooked.

His Highness the King of Qin, standing beside him, was also filled with rage. He was usually good-tempered and calm, but at this moment he was also burning with anger.

He had the blood of the Tang emperor flowing through his veins, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was among the most noble people in the human race, yet he was looked down upon by a mere ghost who called him a "bastard" repeatedly.

He was willing to risk the dignity of the Tang Emperor and the prestige of the human race to kill these two bastards.

The remaining surviving geniuses were also ashen-faced. In the current world situation, the human race is the leader of all beings. How dare they utter such disrespectful words? No matter where there are human traces in the four great continents, they will not be tolerated!

The geniuses, who were originally scheming against each other, may have had some ulterior motives within that great formation.

They wanted to weaken the other contestants as much as possible while preserving their own strength, but now that the lawless have appeared, they are all united in their hatred and are targeting the remnants of the Yang God Temple.

"Mu Yun, do you have any solutions to this kind of formation?"

King Qin frowned, staring at the ever-expanding Soul-Seizing Array in the distance. Within that array, everyone's strength was suppressed, and they had to constantly guard against attacks on their souls, which greatly reduced their combat power.

Li Muyun circulated his qi through several cycles, slowly stood up, and his eyes were unusually cold.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then, with one hand forming a hand seal, he transformed the Devouring Creation Sword into the array's core. In an instant, nine black dragon phantoms burst forth from the earth, their dragon roars resounding, condensing into countless arrays of power, and the Devouring Light opened once more.

The black dragon's scales transformed into countless runes, forming an inverted, pitch-black nebula that expanded continuously in mid-air, colliding head-on with the rapidly expanding Soul-Stealing Array.

click-

A barely audible rustling sound rang out, and Li Muyun's expression suddenly turned pale, with large beads of cold sweat quickly covering his forehead.

Despite the anger and temper burning within him, Li Muyun gritted his teeth and suddenly activated the Overlord Triple Transformation - Overlord Transformation. His silvery-white aura soared into the sky, actually resisting the impact of the Soul-Stealing Life Array!

"Enter the battle!"

Li Muyun bled from all seven orifices and immediately roared loudly.

King Qin was taken aback and was the first to rush into the range of the Devouring Heaven Creation Array. The Nine Dragon Seal emitted golden light to dispel the attack of the vengeful spirits.

The sword in his hand hummed, drawing the black dragon phantom to coil around it, evaporating all the corrosive blood rain sprayed by Wutian.

Countless dark clouds loomed over the horizon, and Wufa Wutian sat atop the Soul-Snatching Array, his greedy and mocking expression sweeping over the crowd.

It was as if I were watching a group of nervous and flustered piglets, cattle, and sheep.

Unable to resist any longer, the spinal chain around his neck shattered inch by inch, and countless dark ghosts crawled out from the chain.

"Delicious piglets..."

He ripped open his chest cavity, pulled out his beating heart, and poured his putrid black blood onto the Soul-Locking Chains.

The pitch-black ghost on the Soul-Locking Chain suddenly went berserk, spewing out highly poisonous phosphorescent flames, and waves of foul-smelling poisonous gas surged forth.

"Once Grandpa digs out your sword bone, he'll have a good taste of your deliciousness!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Heaven-Devouring Creation Sword had already pierced his face.

The sword tip unleashed its devouring power, completely absorbing the poisonous gas and transforming it into a sharp sword beam that shot directly towards Wufa.

Unable to resist a disdainful sneer, a series of cracking sounds rang out as it raised its claws to defend itself.

Suddenly, Li Muyun's sword split into ten afterimages, each of which was entangled with the Devouring Sword Light.

"Ten Directions Illusion Annihilation Sword!"

Li Muyun's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his aura surged forth wildly, his sword energy like a dragon.

Unable to anticipate the sword energy splitting, he only managed to block a few of the sword lights before his three withered fingers were shredded by the howling sword energy.

"Ah! You little beast!"

Unable to shatter its withered bones, it clutched its remaining withered fingers and roared.

This scene made Li Muyun pause, keenly noticing the uncanny strangeness of the situation.

Logically speaking, once a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul stage, ordinary physical injuries have little impact on them.

The cultivators of the Yangshen Temple even abandoned their physical bodies, focusing solely on the path of the Yangshen. However, this person, unable to break his finger bones, went mad as if possessed.

Was it an offense to one's dignity, or was there genuine pain?

Li Muyun's expression flickered as he caught every detail that appeared.

This is what is called combat talent. When cultivators fight, they cannot only look at their cultivation level; combat talent and experience are also crucial.

Unable to withstand this attack, he seemed to go mad, pulling out two ghost fire eyeballs from his hollow bone eye sockets and hurling them at Li Muyun. The huge ghost fire eyeballs exploded like two fireballs.

"You beast! You beast! I'll tear you apart, crush your skin and flesh into mincemeat, and feed it to the dogs, bit by bit! You lowly, despicable bastard!"

"Ahhh!"

After saying this, he suddenly roared and flung the chains around his neck away. The soul-binding chains coiled like venomous snakes, each head spewing out pitch-black poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist continued to condense, gradually forming an eight-armed Rakshasa. Its enormous body condensed into a ghostly hand, which suddenly grabbed at Li Muyun's crown.

Faced with Wufa's fierce counterattack, Li Muyun remained calm and composed, leaping backward while sizing up the enraged Wufa.

He was in a state of frenzy and confusion, tightly clutching his remaining three fingers.

Is it because you're afraid of pain?

Thinking of this, Li Muyun took a deep breath, and a silvery-white stream of energy soared into the sky, his sword intent suddenly roaring out.

He decided to take a gamble, risking injury that couldn't be exchanged for anything!

The sword's cry was like a dragon's roar as it danced wildly.

Li Muyun charged upwards on the sword light, and the Devouring Creation Sword pierced Rakshasa's brow.

The vortex of devouring energy spun wildly, condensing and swallowing the enormous Rakshasa.

Then, facing the surging fireballs, the sword energy in his hand suddenly hummed.

"The people are stirred, the dragon roars, Heaven has its way, thunder explodes and sword light shines!"

"Nine Dragons Thunder Explosion!"

Boom!

A gigantic thunder dragon soared out and clashed violently with the fiery poison ball, causing countless bursts of energy to explode rapidly.