How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

After catching his breath, Li Muyun suddenly unleashed his silvery-white aura, unleashing the Overlord Triple Transformation - Overlord Transformation!

His heart pounded like thunder, but Li Muyun remained calm and fearless, raising his sword and charging forward.

The thunderous power was continuously activated, transforming into incredibly pulsating arcs of electricity that surged into the Devouring Creation Sword. Each sword shadow was wrapped in electric snakes, and it rushed towards Zhen San Mountain like a torrential rain.

Zhen Sanshan sneered and raised his hand, his black spear transforming into an impenetrable circular shield. The sword shadow collided with the spear's edge and exploded into a shower of lightning fragments.

"That's all."

The tip of the Zhen Sanshan Spear, like a dragon, suddenly transformed into a fierce attack, unleashing boundless surging blood energy and displaying destructive power as it rushed towards Li Muyun.

Under the guidance of that crimson spear tip, Li Muyun felt as if he were being pierced by thorns, as if he might be annihilated by the spear's light at any moment.

The Indestructible Vajra Mantra suddenly shone brightly, covering the entire body, barely managing to resist the surging and powerful blood energy.

"Ten thousand swords obey the decree, the heavenly sword is majestic, the swords are vast and boundless, the sword waves are boundless, heaven and earth are drawn from their sheaths!"

"The Myriad Swords Technique!"

Li Muyun swung his sword with all his might, and the thousands of sword shadows arrived almost instantly.

With the enhancement of the Overlord Transformation, he suddenly unleashed two powerful moves, which naturally consumed a lot of his true energy, but he had no other choice.

Before this Soul-Shattering Spear that can suppress three mountains, every move is a matter of life and death.

Thousands of sword shadows fell from the clouds, each sword light sharp and fierce, carrying an incredibly dense and terrifying sword aura, piercing through layers of clouds and rushing towards the domineering spear light.

Zhen Sanshan grinned maliciously as he brandished his spear, its destructive power undiminished. The spear moved like a dragon, crushing countless sword lights, and collided violently with Li Muyun's indestructible body, causing a sharp burst of blood.

Just as they were about to venture deeper, many of the surrounding prodigies swarmed forward.

Huo Polu's blood-qi blade flew from the left, its blood-qi power solid and dense, its fierce energy as fierce as a wolf or tiger.

Without even turning his head, Zhen Sanshan kicked out, carrying boundless energy, and slammed his foot into the blade. The enormous impact instantly caused blood to burst from Huo Polu's tiger's mouth, and the blade almost slipped from his grasp.

Just as Zhuge Danqing's talisman fire condensed into a fire net, with flowing light swirling around it, it was shattered by Zhen Sanshan's punch. The aura was chilling, directly blasting open Zhuge Danqing's scholar's robe and spirit robe.

The words in Zhao Tianming's Xuanmo were crushed by Zhen Sanshan's fingertips. Suddenly, the energy surged, directly shaking Zhao Tianming off the air and causing him to fall to the ground.

Just as Zhen Sanshan was about to deliver the fatal blow, Prince Qin, standing behind him, stepped on the Nine Dragon Seal, and unleashed a sword light that shone for three thousand miles, crushing the blood energy surrounding Zhen Sanshan.

The sword light was dazzling, its power to break through the formation was incomparably brilliant, and it directly crushed the blood energy shield of Zhen Sanshan.

Having taken a painful blow, Zhen Sanshan suddenly regained his senses, and the Soul-Breaking Spear shone brightly once more. Ancient souls continued to revive and condense, dancing wildly on the tip of the spear, carrying a world-destroying ferocity, and fiercely nailed towards the King of Qin.

Under this fierce and overwhelming power, even the King of Qin turned pale and hurriedly activated his full energy, wielding the Nine Dragon Seal to strike the Destruction Spear.

This attack sent shockwaves soaring into the sky, causing the surrounding geniuses to tremble involuntarily.

As the billowing smoke dissipated, the King of Qin's face turned deathly pale, his black robe tattered, and a few drops of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He stared solemnly at the Three Mountains.

Zhen Sanshan stood tall among the crowd, his mask concealing a strange and ferocious expression as he spoke coldly.

"A bunch of rabble, yet you dare to call yourselves geniuses? Even if you surround and attack me, what do I have to fear? I will take you down one by one and crush your souls!"

A roar rang out, and the expressions of the people in the distance darkened even further.

Apart from His Highness Prince Qin and Li Muyun, the other prodigies were no match for Zhen Sanshan.

Even when facing the siege of numerous prodigies, Zhen Sanshan remained in control, showing no signs of decline.

Such strength is truly terrifying.

The minds of all the prodigies sank to the bottom. The greatest strength of prodigies lies in their ability to fight against opponents of higher levels.

Although this was a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, so many prodigies were completely helpless against him.

As the crowd surrounded Zhen Sanshan, he continuously gathered his strength, his blood energy surging forth and swirling around him. The Soul-Breaking Spear also continuously gathered its power, its spear intent humming loudly. In an instant, blood rain fell from the sky, and everyone was extremely tense.

Just moments before this epic showdown was about to begin.

A deafening roar suddenly echoed through Yin-Yang City.

A beam of light shot into the sky, and the array between the two stone statues quickly exploded, tearing apart the thick clouds above to reveal the dark sky.

Everyone felt a jolt in their hearts and immediately stopped what they were doing, turning to look at the Yin-Yang City that had suddenly undergone such a dramatic change.

The aura within Yin-Yang City soared to the heavens, terrifying beyond measure. Countless wailing ghostly figures drifted out, and many illusory images began to appear in the sky.

"Hahahaha, look! This is the true power of the Yang God, the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Array! It's a feast for you all, enjoy it while you can, you'll all die!"

Seeing the dramatic changes in Yin-Yang City, Zhen Sanshan relaxed his aura, glanced at everyone present with a mocking expression, and laughed wildly.

Just as everyone's hearts were in turmoil, the earth-shattering formation seemed to have finally completed its gathering of power, and the sky reversed, with countless phantoms becoming increasingly solid.

Not only in Yin-Yang City, but countless streams of light shot up from the horizon, and the power of magic arrays danced wildly in the air, reflecting each other.

Within that illusory image, numerous phantom cities appeared, hanging upside down in the sky. Each city had an extremely sinister array eye on its top, which was now activated.

Beneath the blood-red sky, the power of the array woven in the sky continuously condensed, gathering above Yin-Yang City, surging forth like a deathly blood-red light.

Under the terrifying might of this array, the moat of Yin-Yang City surged with rotting corpses and remains, the river water turned into viscous blood, and countless pale arms reached out from the bottom of the river, grabbing the cracks in the city wall and climbing upwards.

Suddenly, countless white bones crawled out from the ground, numerous ghostly soldiers rose up, and countless armored undead appeared.

It was a horrifying scene of bones being reborn and a terrifying demonic transformation.

The young prodigies were utterly terrified. Within this world-destroying demonic array, they stood frozen in place, as if they had lost all will to live.

Within that boundless crimson array, a massive, imposing figure emerged. As Guo Jingtian stepped out, treading upon churning bones, the floor tiles of the entire Yin-Yang City began to crack.

Guo Jingtian, his eyes bloodshot, chest bare, and expression utterly deranged, staggered out of the great formation, letting out a deafening roar.

"The Great Tang Dynasty is a false dynasty! It must be destroyed! All other empires must be destroyed! Only Yang Shen is the righteous path! Yang Shen will last for eternity!"