How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Li Rentu's eyes were filled with resentment and disbelief. His heavy black armor could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded. He fell helplessly from the shattered void like a puppet with its strings cut, crashing heavily onto the scorched earth below.

A loud boom followed, and smoke and dust filled the air.

A dead silence.

The entire Guanjiangkou battlefield fell into an eerie silence, where the bloodshed and carnage seemed to freeze at that moment.

Everyone stared in shock at Li Rentu falling into the dust, then looked up at Li Muyun, whose jade-like face had been dissipating from the Kunpeng figure. For a moment, no one could come back to their senses.

That was one of the four great warlords of the Tang Dynasty, the Heavenly Slaughter Marquis, known as the God of Slaughter, a peak Martial Saint, and he was actually defeated by Li Muyun. It was truly shocking.

Li Muyun remained calm, glancing at Li Rentu lying on the ground like a dead dog. His figure was as straight as a spear, and his sword-like eyes looked beyond the scorched earth and corpses, gazing far into the clouds. Although the figure was not revealed, he could still sense his aura.

His gaze was fixed on the location of Emperor Li Tiandi of the Tang Dynasty.

"Emperor Li Tiandi!"

Li Muyun's voice was loud and clear as he slowly called out the name of the true dragon emperor who ruled the Tang Dynasty. The name of Emperor Li was an honorific title throughout the Tang Dynasty. Because of the taboo against using the name of an honored person, naturally no one dared to call him that.

At this moment, Li Muyun's eyes were bloodshot. He was even more excited than when he saw Li Rentu appear. If we were to talk about it, Li Rentu could only be considered the Emperor's executioner. The real mastermind behind the scheme was this Heavenly Emperor!

Li Muyun's expression was cold, his aura trembled, stirring up boundless air currents that swirled and surged, pointing directly at the imperial carriage.

"You colluded with the Yangshen Temple to kill my mother, is that true?"

Li Muyun's expression was icy, his entire aura sharp as a sword, its edge fully revealed and undisguised, pointing at Li Tiandi before him with a questioning look.

On the imperial carriage.

Upon hearing this accusation, the indifferent and arrogant Emperor Li's cold smile slowly faded.

Instead, there was a condescending mockery and contempt; he slightly raised his head and looked at Li Muyun.

"Ah."

A low, mocking laugh slowly escaped from the Heavenly Emperor's mouth.

"You lowly wretch Long Xian'er, how dare you mention her in front of me?"

Emperor Li's gaze swept over Li Muyun's eyes, which burned with hatred, as if sweeping over a moth that overestimated its own strength.

"Your mother, Long Xian'er?"

He curled his lips into a smile, speaking each word with icy coldness.

"She deserved to die!"

"The Dragon Lord was eliminated by you because he knew the inside story, you tyrant!"

"As the ruler of a nation, how dare you slander the Dragon Immortal Master like this! Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!"

"Evil thief!"

Upon hearing the voices that Long Xian'er deserved to die, the anger instantly ignited and boiled over. The Sword Pavilion, the Kunlun Organization, and Yang Jian all shouted angrily. They all knew some of the inside story, and how could they allow this Heavenly Emperor Li to frame Long Xian'er so wantonly?

Emperor Li Tian smirked, ignoring the barrage of insults. His eyes were disdainful, filled with a cold and cruel indifference that suggested he controlled everything, as he continued speaking.

"She deserved to die. Firstly, she was out of touch with reality. Ten years ago, as a direct descendant of Emperor Taizong, I wielded the divine weapon. It was my destiny to rule for thousands of generations. I wished to replenish the essence of countless children. This was a matter for the imperial family. What was wrong with using the essence of children to replenish the source of my imperial body? It's her fault for meddling in other people's business!"

Emperor Li Tian's expression was cold and arrogant, still maintaining that superior demeanor. His words sounded grand and dignified, but they clearly revealed a grand plan that used all living beings as pawns, caring only for his own benefit.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar. Regardless of their faction, everyone's expression changed drastically. Such a heinous claim of using children to prolong life was being presented as such a righteous and orthodox doctrine by Emperor Li.

Li Muyun was furious. His sword intent surged wildly around him, and he could no longer suppress his killing intent. He wished he could tear this scum in front of him into eight pieces!

The Tang Emperor seemed completely unconcerned about the reactions of the crowd, and spoke in an even colder tone.

"Her overstepping her bounds and defying authority by seizing control of Kunlun and spreading her influence throughout the four borders, ostensibly to oversee the world, is in reality a blatant attempt to steal the nation's fortune. Her heart is wicked. With Kunlun in existence, my imperial authority is like a thorn in my side. She, Long Xian'er, has brought death upon herself!"

After saying this, Emperor Li suddenly stood up, and the Nine Dragon Throne beneath him roared. A terrifying pressure, even more profound and domineering than that of the Heavenly Slaughter Marquis, carrying the supreme will of the Emperor, descended with a thunderous roar.

Emperor Yu Batian Technique - a pure imperial art, the most powerful and domineering science.

"I haven't stretched my muscles and bones in so long that the whole world thinks I'm old!"

Emperor Li Tian roared, his magnificent imperial might seemingly condensing the energy of the dragon veins of ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers, containing the supreme will of life and death in the human realm, the peak energy of the human realm.

The sky was tinged with a dark golden, domineering dragon shadow, and the earth beneath their feet rumbled and trembled, as if the power of the entire Tang Empire had been mobilized, displaying unparalleled dominance.

"Li Muyun!"

The Tang emperor's voice was like divine punishment from the heavens, carrying an unquestionable judgment.

"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and grant you and your daughter a reunion in the afterlife!"

The last word was uttered. The Tang Emperor moved.

He simply raised his hand and casually pressed down on the swaying Li Muyun below!

"Overlord Palm!"

A colossal, dark golden dragon claw, capable of blotting out the sky, materialized out of thin air. It was not a phantom, but rather a product of pure imperial power, formed by the convergence of the energy of mountains and dragon veins. It was many times more powerful than the palm print unleashed by the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace!

Dark gold dragon patterns flowed between its claws, carrying an unparalleled aura that could shatter galaxies, and it suddenly transformed into a dragon claw, pressing down from the sky.

This aura was so domineering and powerful that Li Muyun's pupils suddenly contracted. It was activated while his Kunpeng Dharma Image had just dissipated and his aura was unstable, which was extremely insidious.

Li Muyun's expression turned cold, and he roared out. The sword intent of the Great Dao Sword Body surged wildly and converged into a soaring sword light.

The eight sword intents intertwined and transformed into beams of buzzing sword light, which quickly evolved into supreme sword intent in mid-air. The sword intent flowed and brewed, almost ready to be unleashed.

But it was too late. The dragon claw, imbued with the aura of an emperor, gave him no time to react before crashing down.

The dark gold dragon claws landed solidly on Li Muyun's arms, which were crossed in front of his chest to block.

A muffled sound suddenly exploded out.

"Ugh!"

Li Muyun let out a muffled groan.

The bones in his arms shattered and exploded instantly under the power of the dragon claw, his arms roared and exploded, and under this overwhelming aura, his body was suddenly sent flying backward.

He suddenly slid down from the sky and crashed heavily onto the ground below, creating a bottomless hole.

On the dragon carriage.

Emperor Li Tiandi of Tang slowly withdrew his hand, placing it behind his back. His expression was indifferent and arrogant, filled with domineering arrogance. He glanced at the people in Li Muyun's camp as if they were ants, and said indifferently.

"A presumptuous fool, does he not even know how to write the characters for 'heaven and earth'?"