I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 385 - 70 Eight Hundred Years of Spring and Autumn Have Passed! (4000 characters combined into one)
Chapter 385: Chapter 70 Eight Hundred Years of Spring and Autumn Have Passed! (4000 characters combined into one)
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A figure clad in a great red kasaya and bathed in golden radiance slowly emerged.
In its eyes, there was a compassion that seemed to traverse all of creation, stepping forward and surpassing the Immortal Race Emperor by half a body length.
"All the sorrows of the world, I wish to ferry with my body...."
"Mysterious Light Buddha Emperor, are you intending to confront me?" Fu Yue burst into laughter, cutting off the Buddha’s words.
The elder’s expression was full of boldness, and his eyes flickered like surging waves, unstable.
He paused, then continued:
"Unfortunately, after your death, the Buddha’s children and grandchildren you leave behind will all be devoured completely by the Hundred Clans."
The golden humanoid, with hands clasped in prayer, showed even greater compassion in his eyes but remained silent.
However, he kept his focus squarely on Liang Hui and Fu Yue, his message very clear.
’I am willing to take the initiative to hold off one of them.’
At that moment, the emperors’ eyes flickered with a hint of motivation. If the Buddha Emperor was willing to dispose of one person, then the Human Race would be left with only one emperor-level combative force.
Among them, if another emperor was willing to act and hold them back, then today would be the day of the Human Race’s annihilation.
For a moment, all eyes unconsciously turned toward the Immortal Race Emperor and the Emperor of the Celestial Race standing at the back, the atmosphere becoming even more oppressive and solemn.
Yet those two beings remained calm and impassive, showing no intention of taking action.
"Ha!"
Liang Hui’s mouth curled into a grin, and he chuckled softly.
With one hand, he lifted from the sword hilt and slapped it against the nearby world barrier.
Boom!
In an instant, amid the multitude of emperors’ imposing aura that continually quivered, the Central Great Realm stood still, beams of dazzling light shooting out from the world barrier.
It was like a sun piercing through dark clouds, rising in the Vast Boundary Sea.
At that moment, each emperor’s face changed dramatically, and they watched in horror the runes circulating above the Central Great Realm.
They recognized the significance of these runes; it was a great formation capable of refining the world in an instant.
"Good! Very good!" The Immortal Race Emperor’s eyes were chillingly cold.
Turning, he left the Central Great Realm.
If the Human Race was so ruthless, then there was no need to remain.
Otherwise, despite all efforts, they would end up gaining nothing.
"Alas!"
The Buddha Emperor brought his hands together in prayer, his golden face showing helplessness.
"By acting this way, you two will surely bring about the most bitter fruit."
"From now on, the Human Race has no way out."
As his words fell, the Buddha Emperor transformed into Flowing Light and vanished from sight.
Standing on the outskirts, the emperors, each harboring a killing intent, looked coldly at Liang Hui and Fu Yue.
Succeeding this, they left one after another.
At this moment, the Hundred Clans grew increasingly united, their murderous intent toward humanity deeper, colder.
The Central Great Realm, being their ancestral land, was treated in such a manner, becoming a tool for the Human Race to threaten them.
Fu Yue watched the departing emperors, sighing softly.
He knew that the Human Race had no way out. The next time the emperors gathered, it would be the time for the final battle.
"There’s no need to worry, ever since ninety-million years ago, when the Human Race drove out the Hundred Clans and monopolized the Central Great Realm, there has been no way out."
Liang Hui withdrew his hand from the world barrier, his expression serious.
"Either annihilate the Hundred Clans or perish together in ruin!"
The young man sheathed the Taoist Sword, his eyes as bright as the sun, radiating an indescribable confidence and composedness.
"I know." Fu Yue gave a bitter smile, of course, he knew these things.
Otherwise, with his gentle nature, he wouldn’t have struggled up to this point and would have negotiated with the Hundred Clans long ago.
"By the way, elder, I wonder if the Human Race has any Emperor Relics."
Liang Hui turned sideways, asking aloud.
"Emperor Relics?" The elder muttered, a thoughtful look flashing through his eyes.
After a moment, he lightly nodded his forehead.
"Emperor Relics, we of the Human Race have quite a few. If you need them, I will fetch them for you."
"Thank you, elder!"
Liang Hui nodded.
He then turned and walked towards the direction of the Ancestor Hall.
Fu Yue closely followed him.
On the way, the two discussed matters of new laws, and then they arrived in front of the Ancestor Hall.
At this moment, all the kings of the Human Race were waiting there.
"We greet Your Majesty; we greet the High Priest," the kings bowed deeply in respect.
He paused for a moment, unable to resist asking, "Your Majesty, I wonder if the exotic race emperors have retreated."
The formidable aura that had emanated from beyond the world just now was terrifying, so much so that even though they were kings, they felt they could be crushed at any moment.
"The emperors have retreated, and in the coming period, the intensity of the Hundred Clans’ assaults should decrease substantially. This is a good opportunity for you all to fully advance the new laws."
The elder’s expression was gentle, following the young man as they walked slowly to the cliff.
"We understand," the kings nodded.
Liang Hui tapped his sword handle lightly, creating a sound of metal striking metal.
He drew everyone’s attention, lifting his arm and spreading his five fingers to reveal eight particles of dust.
With a slight toss of his hand, the dust rapidly enlarged into eight distinct black iron statues, each with an expression of anguish, kneeling before the Ancestor Hall.
"Fu Xiao, Hong She... the eight kings of the Human Race, who betrayed humanity, assassinated the War Master, leading to the Demon Tribe breaking through defenses and wreaking havoc in our realm."
"Let them suffer the eternal agony of purgatory, kneeling before the Ancestor Hall for endless years."
"Take heed, lest you commit the same errors, else across the Vast Boundary Sea, in countless worlds, I must slay you all!"
The young man’s words were chillingly cold, gazing down at the kings, conveying a warning.
"We shall heed the teachings of the High Priest," the kings responded in unison, filled with submission.
Even the Immortal Race Emperor only glanced at his great-grandson before withdrawing his gaze.
Liang Hui nodded slightly to the elder and then headed towards the palace next to the Ancestor Hall.
Fu Yue, having dismissed the kings, also headed towards the Ancestor Hall.
Moments later, beams of Flowing Light flew from the Ancestor Hall towards the adjacent palace.
Inside the hall, Liang Hui sat cross-legged on a cushion, watching one beam of Flowing Light after another descend; approximately ten minutes passed before it ended.
