How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Beneath the grey sky, the desolate immortal power intertwined between Li Podao's withered fingers, making him appear like a god ascending to the heavens, judging all living beings.

"Ancestor, do not let any of them go! These traitors deserve to die!"

Emperor Li Tiandi of Tang was filled with excitement, pointing at the crowd in the distance, and he wanted to burst into laughter.

In the deep pit, Li Muyun's bones shattered and his Dao True Meaning crumbled inch by inch. He could no longer hold on. Just as the gray light that wiped out everything was about to touch his broken body, he was about to be caught.

"Ugh!"

A fierce glint flashed in Li Muyun's eyes. The golden light left by his mother in the Immortal Seeking Tower flew into his mind and made the Investiture of the Gods shine brightly.

Li Muyun suddenly raised his blood-stained right arm, his fingertips touching the Investiture of the Gods, blood flowing freely, and resolutely wrote his name.

"Ascension to Godhood - Li Muyun".

laugh!

Suddenly, countless divine lights shone forth from the golden list, and a soaring white light, powerful enough to tear the sky apart, rose from the list, ignoring the gray sky and Li Podao's immortal pressure, and went straight into the depths of the thick clouds in the nine heavens!

In an instant, countless rolling thunderbolts, imbued with the power of creation and judgment, swirled and coiled like ancient thunder dragons, a dark and terrifying mass that seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

Celestial Tribulation!

This calamity is not a gift from Heaven, but rather a forced attack on the gates of immortality using the Investiture of the Gods as a catalyst and one's own blood and soul as a sacrifice. It is a desperate attempt to survive by facing death, or to become ashes of the calamity.

"madman!"

Li Podao turned around and his aura sharpened, a look of disbelief flashing across his withered face.

This ant dared to trigger such a forbidden heavenly tribulation, directly facing the might of the heavens and earth. The gray light of the immortal punishment at my fingertips subconsciously wanted to accelerate its descent and crush this insect.

It's just too late!

The divine lightning struck Li Muyun's ravaged body, but instead of turning him to ashes as expected, the chaotic divine lightning was absorbed and refined by the Great Dao Sword Body the moment it touched his body.

"Stop him! Ancestor! Stop him now!"

On the dragon chariot, Emperor Li Tian finally lost all composure, as the tribulation clouds even made him feel a deadly threat.

Li Podao's chaotic gray eyes surged with killing intent. He held nothing back, his withered hand suddenly opening wide, carrying an aura of annihilation, and plunged into the sea of ​​lightning, intending to crush Li Muyun directly.

Just as the chaotic giant hand was about to rush into the core of the sea of ​​thunder, intending to crush Li Muyun directly.

At the center of the sea of ​​thunder, Li Muyun, who was being cleansed and refined by the chaotic divine thunder, suddenly opened his eyes. The boundless and vast power of the divine thunder collapsed when it touched the Jade Disc of Creation. The Jade Disc of Creation contained supreme creation and was an existence that transcended the entire Heavenly Dao. How could mere heavenly thunder do anything to it!

At this moment, Li Muyun's eyes were no longer the Sword Eyes of the Great Dao, but two Immortal Eyes of the Mortal World, rotating with endless star vortexes. Having passed through the Nine Heavens Tribulation, he had officially transformed into the Mortal World Sword Immortal!

"Old dog, your era is over!"

Li Muyun's voice was calm and undisturbed. His newly formed immortal body was strong and powerful. His sword intent hummed and his immortal power flowed. He had already reached the heavens and the earth and had completely comprehended the laws of the sword!

"A sword in the mortal world!"

hum!

A streak of mortal sword light shot forward with a thunderous roar, its sword intent, imbued with love, hate, passion, and the power of life and death, collided with the light of annihilation.

The light of annihilation collided with the sword path of mortals, but was suddenly divided and crushed by the sword intent of mortals.

"what?!"

Li Podao's withered old face was greatly shocked. His immortal indifference suddenly collapsed at this moment. The true meaning of swordsmanship contained in this sword actually surpassed his immortal laws!

"impossible!"

Emperor Li Tian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave on his dragon chariot. He watched as his ancestor's massive hand, capable of annihilating heaven and earth, was obliterated by a single sword strike. All his imperial ambitions and world-shaking aspirations were reduced to dust by that one sword.

Li Muyun stepped out of the thunderclouds, ignoring the horrified Li Podao, his gaze piercing through the void, fixed on the distraught figure on the dragon carriage.

"Emperor Li Tiandi!"

The celestial music was vast and cold, its indifference like a judgment.

"The blood feud of murdering my mother will be avenged today!"

"No!"

Emperor Li let out a desperate roar. He frantically activated the Emperor Yu Overlord Technique, and the nine dragon phantoms reappeared, winding into dragons, trying their best to protect his life.

Li Muyun remained silent, but once again raised his finger and gently pointed at Li Tiandi, who was protected by dragon energy.

"break."

puff!

The nine dragons cried out in anguish, and the protective dragon energy suddenly exploded. Countless dragon mights instantly transformed into a sky full of phantom images. Emperor Li was shocked, blood gushed out, and he knelt on the ground, his hair disheveled, and he had become a cripple.

"Ancestor save me!"

Li Tiandi struggled and screamed, his eyes filled with extreme fear of death. Only at this moment did he truly realize that he too could die!

Li Podao's eyes flashed with gray light, and he formed a hand seal. A more condensed and terrifying light of annihilation than before, containing his own true source of law energy, surged wildly. Its terrifying power blotted out the sun and fiercely struck Li Muyun.

Faced with such a devastating attack, Li Muyun didn't even turn his head. He simply waved his sleeve casually, and a surge of sword intent suddenly burst forth, reaching the heavens and the earth.

"puff!"

As soon as the sword was drawn, Li Podao's body trembled violently. He didn't even see how his annihilation immortal light dissipated before he was struck by the sword. The already dim immortal light was extinguished by more than half in an instant.

His eyes flashed wildly with chaotic gray light, filled with endless resentment and horror. He had actually lost, lost to an ant who had just transcended tribulation and become an immortal.

Why is this sword path, this immortal path in the mortal world, so powerful!

Li Muyun ignored Li Podao, whose aura was waning, behind him.

He took a step and was already in front of Emperor Li.

Looking down from his high vantage point, he saw the once aloof and arrogant Tang emperor, who regarded all living beings as worthless, now lying limp in the blood and filth like a rag doll, his eyes filled with nothing but desperate pleading.

"Mother."

A flicker of pain flashed in Li Muyun's eyes, which quickly transformed into a resolute look.

"Your child... has avenged you."

He pointed his fingers like a sword, a wisp of mortal sword intent flowing from his fingertips, without any earth-shattering momentum, just a calm sword strike.

"No! I am the Son of Heaven! I..."

Emperor Li's pleas for mercy abruptly ceased, his pupils instantly dilated and froze, and his imperial ambition, along with his physical body, was completely annihilated by the sword intent of the mortal world.

Emperor Li Tiandi of the Tang Dynasty has fallen!

"The Yangshen Temple is a heretical sect and should be exterminated!"

Li Muyun's gaze swept over the four guardians in the distance who were terrified by the divine power and the sudden change before their eyes, and he pointed his sword repeatedly!

puff! puff! puff! puff!

Four subtle strands of mortal sword intent traversed space. The four guardians—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—along with the remnants of the Yang Gods they summoned, vanished into nothingness without even uttering a scream.

The battlefield fell into a deathly silence. In the distance, the three marquises, Marquis Zhongyi, Marquis Wu, and Marquis Guanjun, stood with ashen faces, silent and awaiting Li Muyun's judgment.

As for Tiantu Hou Li Rentu, when he saw that Li Muyun had broken through the tribulation and become an immortal, and that the situation was hopeless, he had already cut himself off from the chaotic army.

"You three aided and abetted the wicked, and listened to the bewitching words of Emperor Li. Your cultivation will be destroyed to atone for your sins."

Li Muyun's voice was indifferent. After he finished speaking, three sword intents burst forth, instantly destroying the dantian and qi sea of ​​the three war marquises, causing them to lose all their cultivation and become cripples.

Finally, his gaze fell upon Li Podao, whose aura had weakened and whose immortal light had dimmed.

At this moment, Li Podao had run out of life force to sustain him, his vital energy was waning, and his body was swaying precariously, almost turning into a skeleton at any moment.

Li Muyun's expression was cold as he stared at the figure. He sighed inwardly, then calmly pointed a finger. Instantly, the light of the sky surged, and a bloody storm swept across the land.

Li Podao has perished; an immortal has fallen.

After doing all this, the immortal light around Li Muyun began to become ethereal and illusory, the golden light on the Investiture of the Gods flowed, and a vast, cold, and irresistible guiding force descended from the heavens, slowly lifting him up.

"Big brother."

Li Muyun looked at Yang Jian, who was struggling to stand up, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Good brother!" Yang Jian's silver armor was completely shattered, but he laughed heartily, though there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

"Go then! The Immortal Realm is vast, and I will be there soon!"

"Mu Yun, wait for me, I'll be there shortly."

Li Xianjiu's white clothes were stained with blood, her beautiful face streaked with tears, and she managed a pale smile.

"Benefactor Li, please take care on your journey."

Debiao and Deshan put their hands together and spoke solemnly.

Sword Maniac Jian Jing, Lu Xueyan, Zhu Hongwu, Zhu Qi... all the old friends who had fought side by side and bled together silently watched the departing immortal figure.

The great blue ox grunted, "The Immortal Realm isn't all that great. Without my protection, you'd better watch out!"

Li Muyun's gaze slowly fell upon the people before him, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions: reluctance, disappointment, loneliness, and unspeakable sorrow at parting.

"Please take care, everyone..."

Li Muyun's words were stuck in his throat; he had so much to say, but his thoughts were racing, and he didn't know what to say.

He could only open his arms, take a step forward, hug Li Xianjiu who was already crying her eyes out, gently hold her in his arms, look at everyone, say goodbye again, and then calmly turn around. With each step he took a sword, he calmly soared into the sky, occasionally transforming into a ray of immortal light and ascending to the immortal realm.

These myriad flavors are the essence of the mortal world. Through the tempering of the mortal world, since Li Muyun wrote his name on the Investiture of the Gods, he has already remembered some of his past and present lives. He was originally a mortal immortal who descended to the mortal world to experience life. He has been gone for thousands of years and now he knows where he is going.

Entering the Immortal Realm is not the end, but merely the beginning of stepping into an even greater vortex...