How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

The necromantic energy surged into the Devouring Creation Sword, and the necromantic aura lingering around the main gate of the palace dissipated, revealing the magnificent and majestic upside-down palace.

The palace's spire, like a leaning tower, reflected the surroundings. The lingering aura of death dissipated, revealing glimpses of golden light. The palace's base was shrouded in auspicious clouds, making it incredibly wondrous and unlike any ordinary building.

The laws governing this world are supreme, which is why such a magnificent sight can be formed.

The magnificent palace before us alone possesses such power; the other halls in this area stretch out in a continuous line, blotting out the sky.

Li Muyun felt the surging death energy, which, under the purification of the Devouring Creation Sword, formed a pure and powerful energy aura, contained within the sword.

The Devouring Creation Sword contains its own internal space, which powerfully devours the Great Dao and absorbs all kinds of energy in the world. Whether used to strengthen itself or to display its sword light, it is extremely powerful.

At this moment, under the baptism of the devouring power, this necromantic energy transformed into specks of blue mist, clearly distinguishable from the other energies.

The true spiritual power contained within is far more powerful and surging than other energies. This is the difference between ranks, just like the great difference in the true essence cultivated by different cultivators.

The true essence power condensed by a Nascent Soul cultivator is far superior to that of a Deity Transformation cultivator, both in terms of quality and energy.

Not to mention the cultivators, especially in the later stages of their development, where each realm represents a qualitative change and a leap in the level of life, which is why it is so difficult to achieve a reversal of fate.

Those cultivators who can defy fate are often the chosen ones of heaven, extraordinary beings.

"Brother Li, what do you mean? Shall we go in?"

Zhu Jiutong scanned the upside-down palace before him, a sudden, inexplicable fear rising in his heart.

As the eldest son of the royal family, he received an education and broadened his horizons far beyond those of others from a young age, but this strange palace still refreshed his understanding.

Blood energy soared to the heavens, palaces hung upside down, supreme laws—any one of these aspects was extremely terrifying.

Even a magnificent temple like the Sun and Moon Temple couldn't be described as being upside down or having its shape altered on a large scale. To make the temple's spirits appear as if they were alive, like flesh and blood, would have to be the work of an immortal.

What hidden meaning does this upside-down palace hold?

All of this made Zhu Jiutong uneasy. Normally, if he encountered something so strange, he would have stayed away as soon as possible. But now that it involved Li Muyun's master and the existence of immortals, he could not back down rashly.

"Hmm... Master's guidance is right here. Of course, be prepared, the energy here is extremely fierce, and there's a high chance it harbors some dangerous creatures..."

Li Muyun frowned deeply. Even through this ethereal palace, he could feel the surging blood energy and imposing power emanating from it.

The palace must be fraught with danger.

This is the Blood Heaven Realm, the upper realm of the Necromancer Battlefield, a place containing supreme laws. His master even instructed him to break through the core, so how could the core be without guards?

The guards here are probably no less formidable than the Thousand-Faced Demon...

Thinking of this, even with Li Muyun's boldness and determination, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Nine Bronze, Nightingale, do you have any enhancement methods? A fierce battle is inevitable next, so let's try to improve our strength as much as possible."

Li Muyun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Both of them frowned upon hearing this.

Since Li Muyun was able to say such a thing, it means that the ferocious beast buried inside must be extremely powerful.

They all involuntarily thought of the Thousand-Faced Ghost from before.

There was no other reason than that the Thousand-Faced Ghost had left a deep impression on the two of them. It was also the protagonist of the folk ghosts and monsters of the Sun Moon Empire, and it had almost slapped their faces off earlier.

Having already followed Li Muyun to this place, there was no turning back. The two knew very little about this area, unlike Li Muyun who had a master to guide him.

This place is known as the Upper Realm, a land of supreme laws. If we back down now, we'll probably die even faster.

"I have it. The Haotian Sect has a secret technique called Blood Qi Striking a Bell. It can clear the limbs and bones, expand the meridians, and make the blood qi as strong as an ox, like striking a great bell."

Nightingale pondered for a moment, then her hands hovered and floated, urging her blood energy to burst forth. A resounding bell rang, and a thunderous roar echoed. A blood-red barrier instantly appeared, swirling around Nightingale's body.

"This secret technique requires stimulating blood and qi, connecting it to the Hundred Wisdom Acupoints, and linking it to the Great Dragon..."

Nightingale stared at Li Muyun, patiently explaining the secrets of this technique.

This Blood Qi Bell-Striking Technique is a skill related to blood and qi. It's not necessarily unique to the Haotian Sect. The effect of activating it is simply the circulation of ordinary blood and qi, without any miraculous uses.

The reason it is a secret method of the Haotian Sect is that the Haotian Sect's body tempering method is to forge oneself in the Haotian Furnace, refine one's blood and qi, nourish the weapon with blood, and nourish the blood with the weapon, so as to form this kind of blood and qi striking bell.

Zhu Jiutong felt a dull surge of blood energy, and after several attempts, he channeled his true essence into his acupoints, making sounds that were barely audible, like the cries of birds and beasts.

"Prince Zhu's blood and energy are deficient; it seems he was born with insufficient vital energy and blood..."

Nightingale glanced at Zhu Jiutong's faint bloodstains and immediately saw through the truth.

Zhu Jiutong looked bitter, shook his head helplessly, and chuckled twice.

On the other side, Li Muyun was in a completely different state. He urged his true essence to flow through various acupoints, activating them one by one, with qi swirling around and blood surging.

Nightingale let out a low cry, stretched out her hands, and the blood energy of Haotian surged in her palms, slamming them hard against Li Muyun's back.

As their blood and qi clashed, Li Muyun's true essence surged and burst forth, leaping up and swiftly rushing through the Baihui acupoint, smashing open the Great Dragon.

Bang!

The roar of tigers and leopards was thunderous and buzzing, like the resounding tremors of a great bell, or the sound of a hundred horses galloping and their hooves spreading in all directions.

"Good! Young Master Li is full of vitality, truly a promising candidate for physical training."

Hearing this sound of blood surging, the nightingale clapped its hands and cheered.

For martial artists, the blood energy bell strike can greatly reflect a person's blood energy condition and strength. Martial artists cultivate blood, bones, and meridians, so they naturally attach great importance to this.

Within the Haotian Sect, the sound of this blood energy striking the bell is even used to judge a disciple's progress and talent.

Nightingale, a martial arts practitioner, has honed her blood and qi for years, yet she can only produce a sound like thunder. However, Li Muyunpu, upon coming into contact with this blood and qi bell, can unleash a thunderous roar like a tiger and leopard, reaching the pinnacle of skill.

This naturally made Nightingale even happier, and her gaze towards Li Muyun became even more ardent.

If I could marry him and have a son... how powerful would that offspring be!

Before she knew it, the idea of ​​borrowing a seed from Li Muyun popped into her mind again.

Back then, just mentioning it scared Li Muyun so much that he ran away immediately. This time, he can't speak rashly; he has to find a better opportunity...