I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 382 - 67: Invading the Demon Realm, Confronting the Emperor
Chapter 382: Chapter 67: Invading the Demon Realm, Confronting the Emperor
"Be cautious with your words!"
A stern reprimand interrupted the middle-aged man’s tirade.
That was an imposing figure standing upon a Mo Long, merely seated on the ground, as if the sound of surging waves emanated from him.
Fu Xiao swept his gaze over the kings, all of whom were dissatisfied with the High Priest and also his allies in the planned action.
"The matter is over. Let us not speak of it further."
"In the time to come, be ready for the Immortal Race’s assault. The Immortal Race won’t be lenient again any time soon."
Snap! Snap!
The crisp sound of clapping was especially clear in this environment.
A slender figure slowly approached from the distant earth.
"The... the... High Priest." The middle-aged man in silver armor muttered, fear and panic spreading across his face.
"Are you here to inspect the battlefield? We were discussing how to deal with the Immortal Race’s atta..."
He didn’t finish his sentence.
A pale hand had already crossed space, pressing down upon his head.
Crack! Snap!
Flesh turned to mud, tendons snapped, and even his soul was nearly shattered.
An endless agony filled the middle-aged man’s consciousness. He wanted to scream, but didn’t even have the strength to open his mouth.
Layer upon layer of restrictions pierced his body like thorns, magnifying his perception a million times yet leaving him utterly immobilized.
Boom! Boom! Boom! x7
Seven successive explosions sounded as each king fled desperately into the distance, without any thought of resistance or negotiation.
Not even Fu Xiao, a third-generation descendant of the Fu Yue Emperor, was an exception.
They were all too aware of the character of the person before them.
If he appeared here, the only option was to run, not to think of offering explanations.
Liang Hui looked indifferent, withdrawing his hand from the forehead of the man in silver armor, watching silently as the seven figures fled in panic.
"You cannot escape!"
His voice was soft, yet clearly reached the hearts of the seven kings.
Without response, each one burned everything within them, fleeing into the distance.
Thunderous boom!
The loud noise was fleeting.
Fu Xiao felt the world before him shift. In a blink, the environment had changed.
Raising his head abruptly, he saw Liang Hui’s eyes, sun-like, gazing down; his face obscured the Vault of Heaven. A sweep to the left and right revealed five towering pillars reaching for the skies.
In an instant, they had been grasped in the palm of the High Priest.
Despair!
Despair!!
Still despair!!!
Slay~
One person howled to the heavens, brandishing a sword upward, the Sword Light piercing the vault.
Another person knelt begging for mercy, hoping to cling to life.
Yet another, amidst crazed laughter, burned his Emperor Blood, transforming into vast Mysterious Water, enveloping the sky.
But it was all in vain!
Liang Hui opened his mouth slightly and blew gently.
Thunderous boom! Bang!
The Sword Qi dissipated, the Mysterious Water scattered.
All struggling and resistance were merely adding to the ridiculousness.
Liang Hui stood in space, looking at the eight specks of dust in his palm, his eyes indifferent and merciless.
Under the reverent gaze of the Human Race and the kings, he slowly closed his hand.
"Rebels will receive the harshest punishment, regardless of their status or power."
"They shall kneel before the Ancestor’s Hall for eternal years."
"By your command, High Priest."
All beings simultaneously bowed.
At that moment a king stepped out from the crowd, reminding:
"High Priest, the defense lines of the Human and Demon tribes have been destroyed, and the War Masters are all gone. We need to deploy troops to rebuild the defenses."
"No need."
Liang Hui’s hands hung naturally at his sides.
He turned!
And walked towards the passage between the Human and Demon realms.
He had once proposed to the Fu Yue Emperor to annihilate a powerful clan with the thunderous might, to shock the Exotic Races, gaining time to recuperate.
He once struggled between the Immortal Race, Demon Tribe, and Celestial Race.
But now there was no need to hesitate—the Demon Tribe invaded and slaughtered the Human Race, and it was time to repay them a thousandfold.
It had to be quick!
So quick that all Exotic Races hadn’t even reacted when the outcome was already determined.
Caught up in his thoughts, Liang Hui had already reached the Immortal War Spear, his palm lightly stroking it, feeling the Battle Qi emanating from it.
The young man shook his head.
The Immortal War Spear was to stay here, preventing the Exotic Races from entering the Central Great Realm—that would suffice.
He looked ahead, and what appeared in his view was a splendid Great Realm.
Ancient Woods like clouds, Great Yue mountains rolling on, Ferocious Beasts chased in the survival of the fittest, Great Demons howled, collapsing stars.
An aura of wildness and vastness hit him squarely in the face.
Liang Hui, clad in azure armor and with the Crimson Cloud Dao Sword strapped to his waist, strode towards the Demon Realm.
Every step he took was like the beating of a war drum, shaking the void.
Three steps!
In just three steps, he had already broken through the world’s barriers and entered the Demon Realm.
In an instant, it felt as if myriads of Divine Mountains were pressing down on him; this was the hostility and oppression from the Demon Realm itself.
Yet, Liang Hui’s pace didn’t change in the slightest; his rolling Qi-Blood, mixed with Battle Qi, burst forth without any restraint.
Like countless suns exploding on the land, radiating endless heat and light.
The land shattered, the sky broke, the sea water evaporated, and countless trillions of the Demon Tribe vanished in an instant.
In a single moment, one-third of the Demon Tribe had died.
"Liang Hui!!!"
A roar mixed with utter fury spread throughout the entire Demon Realm.
Endless imperial might, carrying a sky-high killing intent, transformed into rounds and rounds of scorching suns smashing towards Liang Hui.
All of the Demon Tribe rejoiced and cheered, uttering various roars.
That was their Emperor, the Heaven-Burning Emperor.
"Emperor, kill him!"
"They’re all dead, all dead! Your Majesty, you must devour this Human Race."
"The Heaven-Burning Emperor, in the ancient wars of the Hundred Clans, was the Invincible who had slain Emperors; he will definitely avenge our blood feud."
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Liang Hui sneered coldly, watching the suns coming at him. His body leaned slightly as he punched out:
"Just beasts in armor and feathers!"
Boom!
The endless Battle Qi boiled and exploded, shaking countless miles of void, and the Fist Seal swiftly swelled, instantly transforming into an Azure Dragon occupying a third of the world.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The Azure Dragon howled, its head crowned with Dragon Horns like two peerless divine swords, piercing toward the suns with astonishing sharpness.
Craack ~
Round after round of suns were extinguished, falling down, as the Azure Dragon continuously shrank.
When a hundred suns had fallen, the Azure Dragon was reduced to the size of ten million miles.
The Azure Dragon’s pupils were ice-cold, scanning the area, then swiftly charging towards where the highest concentration of demons were.
Suddenly, space solidified and time froze, the Azure Dragon, like an insect in amber, was gripped by a gargantuan claw falling from the sky.
Crack!
With a slight exertion of force, the Azure Dragon was crushed.
"New High Priest of the Human Race, are you seeking death!" A chilling and stern voice fell from the Vault of Heaven.
Liang Hui raised his head to look at the starry sky, and what appeared in his vision was an enormous, indescribable Vermilion Bird.
Its whole body red, Feathers flowing with mystical Taoism Principles, as if each was a rising morning sun.
At that moment, he didn’t feel the slightest fear.
The young man’s mouth curled in a grin, his gaze fiery like blazing flames, filled with a fervent fighting spirit.
"Kill me, come and try."
He stomped his foot, and all around him, Battle Qi, Qi-Blood, True Qi, and Mana began to burn and boil.
The young man’s body started to expand, in an instant growing to ten million miles, a hundred million miles, a hundred billion miles tall, as high as the world itself, on par with the starry heavens.
Like a giant who created the worlds, descending to the mortal realm once more.
One demon, one human.
One high, one low.
They looked at each other, each’s eyes brimming with bone-chilling killing intent.
"Youngster, die!"
The Vermilion Bird coldly shouted, making the first move.
