I Am the Trumpet of the Emperor of Heaven

"Do you want revenge? I can take you to the path of immortality..." The call of the Nascent Soul cultivator came from the tail ring, and Wang Sun, a thin young man, wiped out this annoying little thing with a flick of his finger. Just kidding, the journey to immortality has come to an end. Does Shengwu Immortal Emperor still need others to lead the way? If he could practice trumpet, Tiandi Wangzhu would be more willing to try pure martial arts...