How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

"Quick! Save me! Someone is plotting to murder me! Waaah... Ah!"

His red hair was disheveled and covered in blood. Three of the bone wings on his back were broken off. Blood was flowing from his eyes. Most of his red hair had been torn off. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. Teeth marks, bruises, and sword marks covered his body.

Two figures straddled him, pulling his hair violently; three figures locked his neck; the two horns of the large blue ox were stuck into the red-haired man's waist; and Li Muyun fiercely drew his sword and slashed at his bone wings.

If a few of his followers were to witness this scene, their eyes would likely pop out of their sockets. These cultivators, who were always high above and like goddesses, were actually so crude in their fight.

"Moo! You still managed to make that old bastard groan. Lock his neck, pull his tongue, and stop him from making a sound!"

The big blue ox mooed twice, quite excited. It had been chased and killed by this old thing all the way before, and its blue hair, which it had raised for many years, was charred black. It had long remembered this grudge, and now that it finally had a chance to beat the drowning ghost, it was naturally not going to let it go.

Pfft!

The big blue ox thrust its two horns into the red-haired man's kidneys, spun him around violently several times, and even tried to rip out his intestines.

But the red-haired creature was extremely resilient; despite being severely injured, it still had a breath left and kept roaring at the top of its lungs.

Perhaps it was because the scene was too brutal and bloody, or perhaps it was because the red-haired man's shouts were too piercing, that the fire slaves finally attracted their attention, and soon some fire slaves caught up.

Six strong fire slaves used their fire elemental power to squeeze into the prison and rescue Red Hair, who was being beaten by the crowd.

When Chifa was rescued, he was covered in blood and was half-dead. He glanced weakly at Huo Nu, pointed at Li Muyun and the others, and used his last bit of strength to...

"I'm reporting them! They...they killed people!"

After saying that, he lost his strength and fainted.

Seeing how miserable Chifa was, Huo Nu finally locked him up in a private room next door.

Which one is Li Muyun?

After doing all this, the fire slave did not leave, but stopped, looked around, and asked a question.

Li Muyun stepped out from the crowd and already knew the fire slave's purpose. Presumably, the Heaven-Devouring Creation Sword Intent he had handed over had worked and attracted the city lord's attention.

When Huo Nu saw Li Muyun walk out from the crowd, he glanced at him and nodded.

"The city lord wants to see you! I advise you to be very respectful, as the city lord always values ​​etiquette highly!"

Huo Nu, with an arrogant expression, led Li Muyun out of the prison.

Although he was a prisoner, he was not subject to any guards or restrictions. Not only were there no shackles on his body, but even Li Muyun's Creation Sword was not removed.

It was as if a mere verbal warning was enough to tacitly declare Li Muyun and the others prisoners.

Li Muyun was not surprised. Although these fire slaves had some intelligence, they were ultimately enslaved beings, so it was normal for them to behave strangely.

The fire slaves led Li Muyun towards the most magnificent and enormous palace in Chiyang City. Inside the palace, flames roared and the smoke rose into the sky, creating a spectacular sight.

The palace was filled with kneeling slaves, their expressions respectful, their foreheads pressed tightly to the floor, not daring to look up at their masters.

Upon seeing this detail, Li Muyun's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the so-called master of Chiyang City truly valued etiquette.

"The city lord summons you to the palace!"

A row of elegantly dressed waiters came out, their expressions arrogant, as if it was already a great honor for Li Muyun to speak to them.

Li Muyun nodded, but couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How can a fire slave, which has been refined into a human, still have such a big temper? I don't know better than to think that he is the controller of the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword."

Li Muyun's expression remained unchanged as he stepped directly into the Crimson Sun Palace, which was engulfed in raging flames.

As soon as he stepped into the Crimson Sun Palace, an overwhelming aura surged forth, reaching right up to Li Muyun's brow and nearly burning his eyebrows. It seemed that if he took another step forward, he would be engulfed in flames.

"What brings you here, sir?"

A thunderous roar erupted, and a figure clad in golden armor and wreathed in golden flames slowly rose from the throne, his eyes flashing like lightning as he glared at Li Muyun.

Li Muyun's heart trembled. This Crimson Sun City Lord was incredibly hostile. The Devouring Heaven Creation Sword behind him hummed and trembled, its aura surging out as if it wanted to fly out and compete with the City Lord.

"You and I are both masters of the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword, have you come here to provoke me?! Hmm!"

Seeing that Li Muyun did not respond, the Lord of Chiyang City became even angrier. His aura darkened, and the entire hall reverberated with explosive flames, creating a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.

However, Li Muyun felt nothing at all; instead, he sighed helplessly.

The city lord was already dead, but had been refined into a fire slave by the Heavenly Dao Creation Fire God Sword. He actually believed himself to be the master of the divine sword and was no longer in his right mind.

He immediately shook his head.

“Lord of the City, you are now a corpse, refined into a fire slave by this Heavenly Dao Divine Sword... no longer your master.”

This is the truth, cruel, but also an indisputable fact. You can see from the layout of Chiyang City that the city lord has always regarded himself as the master of the divine sword, and is quite proud and arrogant. But now all of this has been exposed.

"You! You're spouting nonsense! I, the city lord, am clearly the master of this divine sword! How dare you!"

Upon hearing this, the city lord was furious. He was about to reprimand Li Muyun when a shiver ran through his body. His once clear and bright eyes became dull and cloudy, revealing a pale and empty expression.

"Is this city lord dead? This city lord seems to be dead!"

The city lord whispered something, then roared as if he were going mad, telling himself that what he was seeing was just an illusion and that he was the true master!

But after Li Muyun revealed the truth, the world began to collapse violently. The entire hall was shaking and trembling. The city lord roared madly, knelt on the ground, and kept hitting his head. The golden armor was shimmering with light.

Boom!

A burst of intense golden light shone between heaven and earth, and a divine sword, wreathed in crimson flames and filled with raging fire, soared out, its Daoist principles unfathomable, resonating with the heavens and earth.

This sword, merely appearing there, was like the master of the raging flames of heaven and earth, the true emperor of fire!

In an instant, the entire Crimson Sun Palace was engulfed in a desolate wasteland of surging flames. Even the Fire Slave City Lord, clad in scorching golden armor, could not resist it. He tore at his skin in agony and despair, finding the intense heat of the flames unbearable.

The Heaven-Devouring Creation Divine Sword behind Li Muyun was instantly unsheathed, its devouring power flowing continuously. It surged forward and collided with the scorching flames, thus preventing Li Muyun from being burned to a crisp.

But the blazing flames seemed to have eyes, swirling towards Li Muyun, and a supreme law from the darkness suddenly descended, enveloping Li Muyun.

He was pulled into a space filled with flames.