How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

hum!

With a final buzzing sound, the saws hovering above their heads finally dissipated, exploding like a cloud of mist, disappearing completely.

After undergoing the tempering of the eighteen levels of hell, the souls of the group finally achieved the unity of body and spirit within their ashes.

When Li Muyun and the others regained consciousness, they were already sitting on a small, drifting boat. There was no one to ferry them; only a wooden oar was inserted horizontally into the dark red river of blood.

Everything around seemed to have darkened, creating a hazy and mysterious atmosphere. The world was so quiet that it made one forget everything.

This profound stillness surged through Li Muyun's heart, adding a sense of oppression, for there was no light to be seen here anymore.

Even the blood-red sun cannot shine into this place, which lies at the bottom of the eighteenth level of hell, a truly forgotten land.

"Are you guys okay?"

A surge of light coursed through Li Muyun's soul, and his original primordial spirit, which was the size of a person, became even more refined, shrinking to the size of half a person.

However, this half-human primordial spirit is much stronger than the previous primordial spirit realm. After being tempered in the eighteen levels of hell, it has obviously been greatly enhanced.

"fine."

Xie Xian'er's face was somewhat pale, and she managed to give a weak reply.

Li Muyun looked at the distraught young princess beside Xie Xian'er. Her three souls and seven spirits were intact, with few defects, but for a girl raised in seclusion, the experience of the eighteen levels of hell was still too cruel.

At this moment, she was suffering a huge shock and fell into a state of isolation. Her body and mind were numb, and she needed some time to process this situation.

If you can overcome this obstacle, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, a complete transformation of your mind and spirit. But if you can't overcome it, your later life will probably be difficult.

Li Muyun sighed almost imperceptibly.

But there's not much to say about it. The path she chose is complicated because of it. If she doesn't want to hide under the protection of the Sun and Moon Emperor for the rest of her life, this is her best chance to make a comeback.

"That was powerful! It almost suffocated this divine ox."

The big blue ox shook its head, and its eyes finally cleared. It quickly snorted a few times.

Li Muyun looked at it with some surprise and asked.

"how did you do it?"

The eighteen levels of hell torture directly affect the spirit and body, and its power is no less than that of physical torture. Even he was on the verge of collapse several times, roaring hysterically. But the Great Blue Ox remained calm and composed from beginning to end.

He didn't believe this dead bull had such composure. Normally, it would groan for ages after being hit twice, but it remained unfazed by all sorts of torture, just rolling its eyes and enduring the whole ordeal without uttering a sound.

"Hmph, you don't understand. This divine ox is blessed with unique abilities in cultivating supernatural powers. It only needs to hold its breath and seal off its six senses to isolate itself from the pain of the soul."

Suppressing the six senses? Isolating the soul?

Upon hearing this, Li Muyun frowned and clicked his tongue in amazement.

It's easy to say, but once you close off your six senses and get rid of your soul, your own soul will be easily lost. If you make even the slightest mistake, your primordial spirit will leave its sheath and your body and spirit will separate. Without great soul concentration and control, who can do that?

call!

Li Muyun took a slow breath. Everyone sat cross-legged to calm their minds. Coming out of that bloody place and facing an empty world, it was difficult for them to adapt for a while.

However, this trial alone, which stands before the Nine Nether Forbidden Land, is already so arduous. Next, they must infiltrate the Nine Nether Forbidden Land to find the Undying Limitless Sword...

Even with Li Muyun's resilient nature, after so many trials, he couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.

He lived a life of constant anxiety. Although he had a mother with extraordinary abilities, he relied on himself to achieve most things, struggling step by step and facing countless dangers.

That's how he got to where he is today, able to compete with the Western religious genius. But the harder he tries, the more he struggles, the more he realizes how terrifying his mother is.

Even a mother with such extraordinary talent was caught up in a life-or-death situation, the cause and effect of which are shrouded in mystery, and only a small part of the truth has been revealed to this day.

A year later, he will face off against his biological father in a final battle at the Forbidden City. This will put his life on a countdown. If he cannot collect enough Heavenly Creation Divine Swords before then, he will surely die.

The distance between him and the Martial Saint was like an insurmountable chasm. He was already struggling so much against the combined ghosts. He couldn't imagine how much pressure he would feel facing a Martial Saint like Li Rentu, whose blood energy was soaring.

Li Muyun's mind raced for a while before he came to his senses. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes as he slowly looked at the people around him.

If he were traveling alone, he wouldn't have so many concerns. But the evil fairy and the young princess had been together for eighteen levels of hell, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

He couldn't guarantee the risks involved in diving down to the Nine Nether Forbidden Land again.

At this moment, he hesitated slightly.

"Are you sure you want to enter this Nine Nether Forbidden Land? It's not too late to go back now."

Li Muyun glanced at the two people in front of him with a brooding expression.

Xie Xian'er's pale face turned even paler. She raised her black and white eyes, looked up at Li Muyun, and shook her head.

"I'm not leaving..."

The young princess was stunned, clearly still caught in the nightmare, but she clung tightly to Li Muyun's clothes, refusing to let go.

Li Muyun took a slow breath, and a strange warmth surged in his heart. It was a great blessing to have someone accompany you to the heavens and the earth, to experience the eighteen levels of hell, and to escape into the nine netherworlds.

Li Muyun immediately stopped talking. He was not a person who could express his emotions. Perhaps he had too many things to suppress in his heart, or perhaps he had too much burden on his shoulders. He rarely revealed himself.

He simply nodded, stepped forward, grasped the wooden paddle, and slowly began to slide it, creating ripples in the thick, stagnant blood.

Blood rippled, its crimson hue spreading in waves, layer upon layer. The once calm water, like a mirror, was now riddled with cracks, and then shattered with a snap.

Li Muyun's hand holding the oar suddenly sank, and an incredibly terrifying force pressed down on everyone, causing the small boat to plummet downwards.

The surface of the water looked as if a deep pit had been smashed, with countless eddies swirling and churning around the small boat, yet not a single drop of blood fell.

Everyone felt a dizzying pressure descend upon them, causing them to sink rapidly. The viscous blood gradually turned black, and more and more ghostly shadows darted and swam beneath the surface.

Li Muyun felt a chill run down his spine, and a bone-deep coldness gradually spread, as if thousands of steel needles were being inserted into his brain.

The intense pain came on fiercely, piercing straight into everyone's souls, accompanied by a chilling, ghostly aura, as if it wanted to completely pierce and crush everyone's brains.

Everyone reacted to varying degrees, enduring the excruciating pain, and could only sit firmly on their mental platforms, guarding their minds to resist the ghostly energy.

If they hadn't gone through the tempering of those eighteen levels of hell, they probably wouldn't have been able to endure this ordeal.