How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Li Muyun seemed to stand still, calmly watching the domineering spear light rush towards him. He simply shook his head and then extended two fingers.

With the blessing of the power of absorption, the essence at the fingertips is refined, the galaxy reverses, and the starlight floats, appearing dazzling and enchanting.

He gently extended his fingertip and calmly touched the massive spearhead.

Click-

A barely audible sound arose.

In the distance, Zhen Sanshan wore a broad smile, seemingly already envisioning the scene of Li Muyun's fingertips exploding and his bones and blood bursting open. He watched with his arms crossed, utterly disdainful.

But the next moment, his prized treasure, the Soul-Breaking Spear, began to tremble violently.

Then, before the eyes of countless geniuses, it shattered with a deafening roar.

The numerous souls contained within the Soul-Shattering Spear erupted instantly, spreading like a vast ocean, only to vanish in an instant.

Only the two fingers that Li Muyun extended continued to spread their aftershocks.

Only then did Zhen Sanshan come to his senses, his pupils trembling for a moment.

The dazzling and captivating ripples of energy grew larger and larger, gradually transforming into two colossal fingers covered in runes, roaring out with boundless devouring power.

In an instant, the towering peaks billowed in the wind, and Zhen Sanshan's pupils dilated abruptly. Under this attack, there was no time to defend; he could only bend his arm into a shield to protect his heart.

Boom!

The crystal-clear, white giant finger of devouring directly crushed Zhen Sanshan's blood energy protective body, piercing straight into Zhen Sanshan's body and forcefully carving out two huge blood holes.

Zhen Sanshan crashed down from the sky and slammed heavily outside Yin Yang City.

"This is divine power! A divine-level technique! How could he possess it? No, how could he unleash it!"

After a brief silence, the group of prodigies finally came to their senses and looked at Li Muyun with horror.

A celestial-level technique!

It is a rare skill in the world, and has always been the secret weapon of major dynasties and empires.

Although it was very precious, all the geniuses present were of extraordinary status and had extremely high standards. Even if they did not possess immortal-level techniques, they had at least seen them before.

But compared to possessing immortal-level techniques, the fact that someone with Nascent Soul cultivation could actually unleash such immortal-level techniques is truly astonishing and terrifying.

This finger strike possessed the power of a true immortal-level technique; any one of them would likely have perished under its might.

This Li Muyun, facing such a life-or-death situation, is still hiding!

Zhao Tianming's heart trembled violently. He hadn't recovered from the shock just now. That was a powerful attack that almost surpassed the Nascent Soul stage, yet Li Muyun had blocked it and even severely injured Zhen Sanshan.

This power that transcends boundaries truly lives up to the name of a prodigy.

Of course, the most surprised person was Huo Polu. Zhuge Danqing had asked him about his chances of fighting Li Muyun, and he had shamelessly said that it was a 50/50 chance.

This attack will likely result in a 10-0 split in the score.

"Cough cough cough..."

Amidst the smoke and dust, Zhen Sanshan struggled to his feet, clutching two large, bloody holes in his chest. His body swayed precariously, and the disdain and contempt in his eyes had turned into anger and fear.

He couldn't believe it; this Nascent Soul cultivator was actually able to use immortal techniques!

That will severely injure him!

Suddenly, Zhen Sanshan was filled with raging anger. His ghostly face became even more ferocious and terrifying. He tore open his foul-smelling, bloody mouth, and many vengeful ghosts and dead souls around him were sucked in and turned into nourishment, which helped to improve his injuries and gradually restore his vitality.

These damned bastards! They must die!

Zhen Sanshan slammed his fist into the ground, unleashing a tremendous shockwave. He then ripped out a large bone from his ribs, which, nourished by demonic energy, instantly transformed back into the Soul-Breaking Spear.

A sharp pain shot through Zhen Sanshan, who gritted his teeth in agony. Looking at the numerous prodigies surrounding him, his killing intent surged.

Even though he was seriously injured, that kid would definitely not be able to use his magic again. He must use his last bit of strength to kill all of these things!

Seeing that Zhen Sanshan's aura had declined and the Soul-Breaking Spear had lost its edge, the many prodigies immediately felt a surge of confidence and surrounded Zhen Sanshan.

Do not give him another chance to use the vengeful spirit to recover.

After being struck, Li Muyun felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he knelt down in the formation, struggling to recover his strength.

Fortunately, the two fingers annihilated many evil spirits and ghosts, purifying them into spiritual power, which was then incorporated into the great formation to repair itself.

Li Muyun's energy continued to swirl and coil, finally stabilizing his meridians. His limbs and bones were once again filled with energy, allowing him to fight again.

The power of devouring is best at sustaining itself through battle, and Li Muyun has experienced hundreds of battles, both large and small.

If it weren't for the incomparably powerful devouring force of the Devouring Creation Sword, as well as the purification and replenishment from the old monk and the Buddha-Demon Heart, they would probably have died in the chaotic battle long ago.

Having this ample supply of energy is his greatest source of confidence in his rebellion, and it will also be his trump card in challenging the Heavenly Slaughter Marquis two and a half years later!

The Three Mountains of Zhen suffered such a severe blow; the Soul-Breaking Spear was shattered, and its energy was unstable, making it difficult for it to withstand the attacks of many prodigies.

After investigating for a moment, Li Muyun rushed towards Guo Jingtian.

With the blessing of the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Array, Guo Jingtian became extremely arrogant, suppressing the King of Qin step by step and adding constant taunts, which made the King of Qin extremely angry, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

Until Li Muyun suddenly rushed into the battle, his meridians were still unstable, so he naturally could not unleash his true energy to attack. He could only use magic to assist from the side.

"The Five Elements revolve, the Great Dao is the spirit, Jia Wood borrows its power, and all trees are bright and clear!"

The spirit tree suddenly sprouted and wrapped around Guo Jingtian's ankle, causing his powerful Dragon Tiger Eight Desolations Palm to pause for a moment.

Seizing this opportunity, the King of Qin suddenly sprang up, resolutely biting his tongue. Dragon essence and blood burst forth, and in an instant, the Nine Dragon Seal hummed and roared, swirling and rising, with the dragon energy of mountains and rivers gradually swirling around it and shining brightly.

The King of Qin suddenly grasped the Nine Dragon Seal, his body draped in a black robe, like a true king appearing in the world, and wildly danced towards Guo Jingtian.

With this move, the King of Qin completely unleashed his power, showing no mercy whatsoever, and launched an offensive aimed at killing Guo Jingtian.

That damned barbarian has been using the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Array to mock and ridicule him relentlessly, spreading rumors about his Great Tang Dynasty everywhere. He's had enough!

With a thunderous roar, the nine dragons rushed towards him, violently shaking Guo Jingtian's burly and broad body.

Under the cover of this large seal, Guo Jingtian's blood and qi surged and he was smashed until he was completely disoriented.

Seeing this, Li Muyun's palm lightning erupted instantly, and he quickly followed up with a wave of control. The lightning roared from his palm and struck Guo Jingtian's blood-red skin, causing him to tremble violently once again.

Guo Jingtian, who had been bombarded by the two men's continuous attacks, finally came to his senses. He unleashed the Dragon Tiger Eight Desolations Palms, and the land was filled with the sounds of dragons and tigers.

A powerful, fierce gale, like a dragon or a tiger, rushed toward the two of them.