The Immortal Emperor Is Not as Powerful as Me

The tiger came down the mountain and I treated it like a cat... I lifted the overlord when he was lifting the cauldron... The great master of martial arts was coaxed to sleep by me throwing a stone... Refining a weapon is as easy as kneading plasticine... How come a demon cultivator punches him and he turns into blood mist and escapes... Why does this sect-protecting formation look like a glass cover... Is the power of rules also force? Can you live forever if you eat my flesh? Can my blood and essence accelerate the growth of heavenly materials and earthly treasures? Even the Immortal Emperor can't catch my punch? Okay, okay, I don't eat beef...