You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

The daylight impacted Liu Yuntian's vision, and the whole world was spinning. After an unknown amount of time, the two people stood on a barren land.

"Wow-wow-wow--"

A row of howling crows stood on the broken and withered branches. The smell of rotten earth filled Liu Yuntian's nostrils, which made his mind a little clearer.

He shook his head vigorously, regained his composure and looked around, and found Ye Ling standing opposite him not far away, holding a spear and staring at him teasingly.

"Fuck you, Ye Ling, where the hell are you coming from? Is this still China?"

After saying that, he squatted on the ground and picked up a handful of soil. It was very damp and the texture was not the soil from northern Xinjiang.

"Maybe it's southern Xinjiang, or maybe the southwestern border. In any case, we are on the other side of Qiyang Continent." Ye Ling smiled slyly, with a hint of resentment on his face.

Liu Yuntian's heart tightened. Although he knew that he was in a dangerous situation, he did not panic. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then looked at Ye Ling calmly.

"What do you want?" Liu Yuntian asked, with a hint of vigilance in his voice.

"Haha, what do you think?" Ye Ling sneered and pointed the spear in his hand at Liu Yuntian.

"No one can save you, Demon Willow!"

Just as he finished speaking, a compass of completely dim color fell from the sky. It had completely lost its spiritual power and turned into a useless piece of scrap.

Liu Yuntian put his right hand behind his back, frowned slightly, and cautiously took two steps back. His eyes were fixed on Ye Ling's every move, full of vigilance.

"The Qiyang Continent is so vast that even if a Nascent Soul cultivator flies at full speed non-stop, it will take a whole year to cross it. How can you possess such a magical treasure?" Liu Yuntian showed an expression of disbelief on his face.

Facing Liu Yuntian's doubt, Ye Ling raised his lips slightly and laughed softly: "Why not? This is a precious treasure my father left me! Although it can only be used once, in order to be able to kill you, everything seems so worth it. As long as you die, Daliang will surely usher in a new light!"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Liu Yuntian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

His eyes revealed deep disappointment, and he also understood the villains in the novels he had read in his previous life. "This is so ridiculous! Why are all of you sons of luck such hopeless idiots!"

Ye Ling smiled slightly, and he took slow steps, approaching Liu Yuntian step by step. At the same time, he cleverly put the spear in his hand behind his elbow and hid it at the side of his body.

Liu Yuntian slowly shook his head and sighed, his tone full of sadness, "You don't understand what I am doing at all. Only I can lead Daliang to the true light! And you and Ye Xinglan are just two pretentious idiots! You are destined to drag Daliang into the abyss of darkness again!"

Ye Ling was still approaching slowly, and Liu Yuntian cautiously followed his footsteps and retreated.

Ye Ling did not rush over immediately because here, Liu Yuntian did not have three million national defense troops, no hundred-man Tianyuan Camp, and no sixteen personal guards.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, he slowly created a sense of oppression for Liu Yuntian...

By the way, this is the normal operation of the son of luck.

"What a joke! You trained beast slaves and drug slaves, and sold them to who knows where. Five years have passed, and not a single beast slave or drug slave has come back!"

"And the sugar factory and salt field! They produce it non-stop for twelve hours every day, but very little flows into Daliang! Where did you sell these life-saving things?"

"It goes without saying which immortal sect it is from, right? Otherwise, where did the magic weapons and treasures in the hands of the three million national defense soldiers come from? You are the only one in Daliang who is allowed to collude with the immortal sect. You slaughtered all the other officials for just a little contact with them. Yesterday, you even directly wiped out the three clans of the Hu family!"

"You are in a high position, with power beyond the emperor's. You dominate the court, and you use force to intimidate those who don't submit to you. You call a horse a zebra? Haha, Demon Liu, you are so cunning!"

"Now that I think about it, my mother was really ridiculous. She only gave you a mouthful of milk, but she actually adopted you, a devil, as her adopted son!"

Liu Yuntian's mouth twitched. Why did he feel that the previous words were all nonsense? The last sentence was the most resentful. He was just like a jealous baby who had fallen out of favor...

While the other party was still focusing on venting, Liu Yuntian took the initiative and pulled out his rifle and shot at Ye Ling.

"boom!"

"when--"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingwu blocked it with his spear, "Haha, I have prepared your hidden weapon. You can't sneak attack me!"

Liu Yuntian's heart tightened. Sure enough, the assassin that night was Ye Xinglan's man! Then he stopped helplessly and stood where he was without retreating.

Ye Ling was stunned at first, then he grinned, "What? You gave up resistance? So boring, I thought you could struggle for a while."

Liu Yuntian sneered, then slowly untied the bandage on his right arm, "You know what? You are an idiot. The Five Surnames and Seven Families are just monopolizing books, and your Ye family can't do anything to them."

Circles of bandages slowly fell to the ground, and the true appearance of the right arm gradually became apparent, densely covered with strange curse marks.

"They are just aristocratic families. They are indeed vulnerable to the country, but do you, the Ye family, dare to kill them? Can you kill them? Apart from the aristocratic families, you can't find anyone to help you govern the country. Do you want to let those peasants do it? Haha, they can't read a single word."

"But I dare to kill! I can kill! I made movable type printing, opened books, and opened schools. If you want to be an official, just study. If you don't want to study, I can even teach them all the skills to survive!"

"I have made spiritual stones and silver interoperable! This will allow mortals to escape the fate of being ants!"

All the bandages fell to the ground, and Liu Yuntian's entire right arm appeared in front of Ye Ling. There was a very large and hideous scar on the injection site on the shoulder, as if the flesh at the base of the arm had wrapped around the shoulder.

He pressed his right shoulder with his left hand and moved it around, making a crackling sound. "The aristocratic families only monopolize books. You can't even handle that. How can you handle the immortal sect that monopolizes the foundation-building pills?"

"How ridiculous! If I wanted to usurp the throne, Daliang would have been named Liu five years ago! I am protecting a bunch of losers like you! Without me, Liu Yuntian, Daliang's sky would have collapsed long ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura emanated from his right arm, and at the same time the runes on it began to glow, the color becoming lighter and lighter, gradually disappearing on the arm.

Ye Ling suddenly felt a sense of crisis. The arm put a lot of pressure on him. At the same time, he regretted saying so much. If he had stabbed Liu Yuntian to death the moment he was teleported here, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many accidents.

So Ye Ling no longer hesitated, his whole body burst into red flames, and he swung his spear towards Liu Yuntian.