How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Just as the four guardians of the Yangshen Temple appeared and instantly reversed the situation, a sharp voice suddenly rang out.

"A mere spineless dog, a lowly scoundrel from the Yangshen Palace, dares to touch the Yin-Yang Token under my command?"

The sound was not loud, but it was incredibly clear, surging and pulsating with an astonishing sharpness.

A ghostly figure emerged, standing at the edge of the deep pit, its aura sharp and powerful, instantly suppressing the people of the Yangshen Palace.

The newcomer was a boy who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He was rather thin and wore a jade robe. Most strikingly, he had an old black cloth covering his eyes, making him a blind boy.

He had no divine weapons in his hand, but casually carried a fresh bamboo spear that looked as if it had just been cut from a bamboo forest, with a few tender leaves still attached to the tip.

However, the moment he appeared, an indescribable and incomparably sharp spear intent erupted from him. That aura was not energy, but a pure and ultimate "intention." This was the earth-shattering intent that could only be unleashed when the spear technique sensed the Great Dao.

"Zhu Qi!"

Upon seeing this figure appear, Emperor Li Tian of Tang's aura darkened, and a hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

If Zhu Hongwu is the Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, then Zhu Qi's status is second only to Zhu Hongwu, and his cultivation and strength are both top-notch.

"Royal Cinema? How dare you!"

"Whether you dare or not is not up to you."

The blind boy Zhu Qi smiled. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. As Long Xian'er's disciple, if there was anyone he held a grudge against, it would definitely be Emperor Li Tiandi of the Tang Dynasty.

He killed the Dragon Venerable, his mentor. He infiltrated this Imperial Cinema not only to repay Zhu Hongwu's kindness, but also to overthrow the Tang Dynasty and kill Emperor Li. Now the opportunity has finally come!

"Eight top managers!"

Zhu Qi glanced at the four guardians of the Yangshen Palace in the distance, but didn't take them seriously. He simply gave a light shout.

A loud buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

Eight portals silently opened in the void behind him, and eight solemn-looking, powerful managers strode out. Their boiling, waterfall-like aura surged and flowed once more. Among them was an old acquaintance of Li Muyun, Manager Yin Xuanwu, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam. The eight of them immediately looked at the four guardians of the Yangshen Palace in the distance, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

The eight managers of their Royal Cinema were modeled after the four guardians of the Yangshen Temple, but with some enhancements. However, they have always been criticized for using the prestige of the Yangshen Temple. Now that they have met the real deal, they are naturally eager to prove themselves.

Without the slightest hesitation, the twelve immediately activated, transforming into streaks of light that collided together.

Its earth-shattering power emitted a dazzling light.

The Azure Dragon faced the Yin-Yang Azure Dragon, the White Tiger fought the Yin-Yang White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird burned the Yin-Yang Vermilion Bird, and the Black Tortoise suppressed the Yin-Yang Black Tortoise. Powerful and surging energy burst forth, and the four guardians of the Yang God Palace, another trump card of Emperor Li, were reduced to nothing.

"Zhu Qi of the Royal Cinema, you deserve to die!"

Emperor Li stood beside the Nine-Dragon Chariot, watching the blind youth Zhu Qi casually swing his bamboo spear, instantly unleashing the true forms of the Four Great Laws to suppress the guardians of the Yangshen Temple. Looking at Zhu Hongwu, who wore a smile before him, a surge of anger and fear slowly rose from the depths of his heart.

How could that little bastard Li Muyun possibly have such power that he could actually summon the Sun and Moon Emperor Zhu Hongwu in person, and mobilize all the top-level combat forces of the Imperial Cinema!

He plotted for ten years, endured for ten years, colluded with the Yangshen Temple, raised assassins, and even sacrificed blood at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, all for the purpose of eliminating all hidden dangers in one fell swoop today and forging his immortal imperial foundation with the blood of ten thousand immortals.

However, there are also the Sword Pavilion, the Supreme Sect, the Demon Subduing Temple, Mount Sumeru, the Sun and Moon Empire, the Imperial Cinema, and those damned remnants of Kunlun!

At this moment, it was as if all rivers flowed into the sea, rallied by Li Muyun. For Li Muyun, for a dead man whom he had never taken seriously, they were willing to tear off their masks and exhaust their resources to stand on the opposite side of him!

What right does this bastard have?!

At the edge of the deep pit, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

A figure, covered in blood yet still standing straight as a sword, slowly rose under the shroud of the Great Dao's sword intent.

Li Muyun raised his blood-stained face, his sword-like eyes clear and bright, gazing across the distance at the emperor's eyes on the dragon chariot. Silence spoke louder than a thousand words; the balance of power had shifted once again.

Everything seemed to be tilting in Li Muyun's favor.

However, Emperor Li Tiandi of Tang laughed.

"Hehehehe..."

On the dragon carriage, the extreme anger and fear on Emperor Li Tiandi's distorted face suddenly receded like a tide, replaced by a kind of madness.

He slowly raised his hand, and a simple, unadorned black jade ring on his fingertip shattered with a crack.

"good very good."

Emperor Li's voice was deep and resonant; even with his remarkable composure, his anger was barely contained and overflowing from his words.

"Li Muyun, I underestimated you. To be able to get the Sun and Moon Emperor to come for you, and to get the Imperial Cinema to devote all its resources, is quite impressive."

Emperor Li suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with fury, staring intently at Li Muyun, who had just stood up and whose energy had somewhat recovered, at the edge of the deep pit, and coldly laughed.

"But do you think that's enough?"

Emperor Li's voice suddenly rose, carrying a look of anger and madness, its power resounding through the heavens.

"You think that I have ruled the Tang Dynasty for a thousand years just because of these useless people in the Yangshen Temple? I'll show you what true strength is! What the unshakeable foundation of an eternal imperial dynasty is!"

"Please, Ancestor, show yourself!"

The last five words were almost roared out by Emperor Li, his handsome face contorted in rage, his expression crazed and violent, his mind shaken by the out-of-control situation before him.

Boom!

As these five words fell, a muffled sound came from the depths of the earth throughout the entire Guanjiangkou battlefield—no, throughout the entire territory of the Tang Empire—as if a heart that had been dormant for many years was once again boiling and beating.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a hazy color rose and fell. This color was not darkness, but a grayish-white color of everything returning to stillness, which fluttered down from the sky.

Thump, thump, thump...

On the battlefield, regardless of friend or foe, regardless of cultivation level, all living beings, including Zhu Hongwu, Zhu Qi, the guardian of Yangshen Temple, the director of Huangying Cinema, and even the critically injured Yang Jian and Li Xianjiu, all had their hearts pounding uncontrollably, as if trying to break free from the constraints of their chests.

A sense of overwhelming power, stemming from an instinctive sense of superiority, enveloped everyone like a giant hand.

"This aura..."

Zhu Hongwu's expression changed drastically. The Great Ming Divine Fire within the Sun and Moon Universe Glazed Lamp in his hand flickered erratically, its energy suppressed. He stared intently into the depths of the earth, a hint of surprise in his eyes.