I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 396 - 80 Today I Establish the Dao, Face the Tribulation, and Ascend to Immortality!
Chapter 396: Chapter 80 Today I Establish the Dao, Face the Tribulation, and Ascend to Immortality!
All kings shouted in unison.
With Liang Hui’s achievements in annihilating the Hundred Clans, he was enough to become the Human Race Emperor.
As for not breaking through the Emperor’s realm, it defied convention.
Whoever dared to say so, without the need for the High Priest to act, the kings would have their heads chopped off to see what kind of intentions they harbored.
Liang Hui’s gaze fell as he looked at the kings, who were respectful in their demeanor, and he shook his head.
Emperor or High Priest, it was just a title, and it was unimportant to him.
"The position of Emperor shall remain vacant for the time being, until one of you breaks through from king to emperor, then ascension can take place."
"And the Hundred Clans are nearly obliterated, yet some remnants remain."
The young man paused mid-speech, scanning the kings whose expressions changed subtly.
After a moment, he spoke again, "The Wing Clan, I have left a small portion of them alive. You shall establish a continent above the South Sea for them to linger."
"Honored High Priest, your command!"
The kings did not dissent, or rather, did not dare to.
"High Priest, how shall we deal with the Wing Clan?" The Qingyan King stepped forward and spoke directly.
The annihilation of the Hundred Clans was achieved, and the mere existence of the Wing Clan was not of concern to them, what they cared about was the High Priest’s attitude.
Liang Hui tapped his fingers lightly on the armrests, producing a sound like metal striking metal, his expression indifferent and merciless.
"Survive, and that will suffice!"
The Wing Clan, being the Human Race’s sworn enemy, had all those involved in the battles beyond the Boundary Sea cleansed.
But to the Human Race, the Wing Clan itself carried the original sin and evil.
His sole reason for sparing the Wing Clan out of all clans was partially because their Emperor’s desperate struggle had entertained him a bit.
On the other hand, given the Human Race’s nature, without an external enemy, internal strife was inevitable, and he was not a nanny; he would not always stay in this world.
So, he provided the Human Race with an extremely weak enemy.
Whether it served as training for the younger generation or a target for the Human Race to vent their hatred, either was acceptable.
The kings were unaware of the High Priest’s inner thoughts, but when they heard his words.
One by one they showed joy and nodded lightly.
"Honored High Priest, as you command," the Qingyan King bowed down, preparing to step back into the crowd.
Suddenly, Liang Hui waved his hand, and two pearls floated out from his chest, hovering in front of the Qingyan King.
"You should arrange the matters of the Wing Clan, as well as of the clanspeople rescued from the Ghost Race," he said.
"Yes, High Priest."
The Qingyan King accepted the pearls, returning to his position amid the envious gazes of the other kings.
Afterward, everyone in the hall discussed some matters.
Liang Hui then waved his hand, indicating the kings to leave.
Soon, only the young man remained in the palace, seated on the Imperial Throne, reflecting on his recent arrangements.
As long as the Wing Clan existed, they were a threat to the Human Race, but if they were weakened and suppressed to such a degree, the chances of the Human Race being overturned were slim.
’I would even admire them for that!’
’Let this serve as the price for your earlier hesitation and indecision, after all, I am someone who holds grudges.’
Liang Hui whispered in his heart.
He then produced various Emperor Relics from his chest.
Blood-colored Luolins, jet-black Broken Rulers, Broken Sword Hilts, torn Seals, purple-golden Warhammers...
All sorts of Emperor Relics transformed into over forty orbs of light, floating within the palace, emitting the presence of Emperors.
These auras interwove and collided with each other, creating ripples throughout the space.
The young man looked at the relics with a calm expression, reaching out with his palm to grasp the Broken Ruler, murmuring in his heart:
’Enter Dream!!’
.....
One year!
All Human Race members enslaved by the Ghost Race had been settled into new homelands.
Three years!
The South Sea Continent was established, all the Wing Clan were arranged onto this land, and any Cultivation Techniques of the Wing Tribe Firmament Realm and above were destroyed by the kings.
The continent where the Wing Clan lived was also contemptuously referred to by the kings as the Land of Sin.
Seven years!
Thirty years!
Fifty years!
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, two hundred springs and autumns had elapsed.
The Human Race grew increasingly prosperous; prodigies emerged continuously, heroes abounded like rain, and one King after another was born.
It seemed as though with the demise of the Hundred Clans, all fortune had been devoured by the Human Race.
As for the Wing Clan living in the South Sea, they were subject to ruthless persecution and humiliation by the Human Race, which also employed various means to restrict their development.
Within the Ancestor’s Hall, Qingyan King stood on the steps, presiding over the meeting of Kings.
Some argued, some discussed, and some offered suggestions.
Qingyan King made decisions on each matter.
As for Qingyan King, a ruler of less than a thousand years old, leading the development of the Human Race, the established Kings naturally did not accept his leadership readily.
But when their gazes turned towards the depths of the Ancestor’s Hall, all their emotions dissipated into nothingness.
Yet no one knew that Liang Hui had left the Central Great Realm nearly twenty years ago.
A broken Great Realm, shrouded in a gray mist, devoid of sun and moon, and also void of life.
A figure wearing a blue robe, with black hair draping over their shoulders, sat cross-legged at the center of the Universe.
Liang Hui’s face was simple and tranquil as he carefully felt his body.
More than two hundred years of "Enter Dream" blood battles.
Had brought his Qi-Blood, strength, Taoism Principle, soul—everything—to the peak state where no further advancement was possible.
He slowly extended his palm, and a cyan-golden light appeared in his hand, with the Green Banner materializing shortly after.
Looking at the interwoven Immortal Qi on it, streams of information entered his heart.
Martial Artist: Martial Extreme (Myriad Spirits Taoism Enlightenment 99.99%)
Taoist: Pure Yang (Pure Yang Taoism Enlightenment 99.99%)
Battle Qi: King (Space Taoism Enlightenment 99.99%)
"I have sought the Tao for over thirteen hundred years, through countless storms, confusions, and joys."
"Today, at last, I am about to step into the Great Tao."
Liang Hui laughed softly, filled with immensely complex emotions.
He seemed to see the child lost within the ancient temple, the youth who was an enemy to the entire world and acted with reckless ferocity, and the Divine Emperor who overwhelmed the world and vanquished all with his fists...
So many, so many past memories flashed through his mind.
"I have always been myself; I have never changed in the slightest!"
The young man gently tossed his palm.
The Human Emperor Banner now stood billions of miles away.
The Immortal War Spear, the Void Bright Bell, were all cast into the distance by him.
’Let’s begin.’
He whispered in his heart, and the next instant, he began to comprehend the last bit of Taoism Principle.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In this silent Universe, suddenly the sound of thunder roared, and terrifying nebulae converged one after the other in the Boundary Sea, making the whole Universe tremble under their pressure.
Streaks of lightning, gusts of primal wind, fire, and water took shape within, dazzling to behold. fгeewebnovёl.com
At the same time, Liang Hui’s aura was growing at an unbelievable rate, skyrocketing without pause!
Skyrocketing!!
And soaring even higher!!!
It seemed to know no bounds.
Gradually, a Great Perfection, Great Flawlessness of Tao Rhyme, materialized on his body.
Three Taoism Enlightenments emerged from his body, forming the positions of Heaven, Earth, and Man above his head, emanating the three Taoism Principles of Pure Yang, Myriad Spirits, and Space.
This aura was so profound and vast that it filled the entire Universe in nearly an instant, spreading out towards the Boundary Sea.
At this moment, far away, the Human Emperor Banner and the Immortal War Spear both began to tremble, bursting forth with brilliant Immortal Light, halting the spread of the aura.
Liang Hui lifted his head and looked towards the increasingly dense nebulae beyond the Universe.
This was the trial from the Great Tao during the transformation into an Emperor or an Immortal, also the first barrier of Becoming Immortal.
He had entered the dream of Emperors many times before and experienced it multiple times.
Although this tribulation cloud was boundlessly vast, far beyond imagination, it was still manageable for him.
Liang Hui stood up and laughed heartily:
"Today, I will establish the Tao, face the tribulation, and ascend to Immortality!"
