I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 101 The Killing Continues

Chapter 101: Chapter 101 The Killing Continues

The mountain peak trembled slightly as flocks of dark birds with crimson eyes burst forth.

In the blink of an eye, they formed a dark cloud that obscured the fierce sun and dove earthward.

Battle!

Liang Hui’s Inner Strength erupted, his entire body radiating brilliant light, like a green sun gracing the world.

A multitude of aberrant birds were torn asunder.

Their foul blood spilled onto the earth, corroding rock and tree alike, leaving behind only the remnants of devastation.

At the same time, Liang Hui’s surface Inner Strength unavoidably became tainted with the toxic blood, continuously increasing his Inner Strength’s depletion.

And still, the surrounding monsters continued their relentless assault, seemingly endless and inexhaustible.

The youth’s expression remained indifferent, for with his Inner Strength, he could sustain such a battle for a full day.

His body soared continuously upward, charging, sensing the presence of Elder Thousand Poison within the mountain.

"This is it!"

In an instant, crimson flames rose from his body, the temperature around him began to soar, and even the air began to warp.

The creatures within a hundred meters radius were incinerated to ash.

And yet, the temperature of the flames continued to climb!

From crimson to silver-white, and from silver-white to a dazzling gold.

Countless golden flames swirled around Liang Hui’s body, becoming a constantly screeching divine bird.

At that moment, both the earth and the mountain peaks began to self-ignite.

Sensing the terrifying temperature around him, Liang Hui’s face bore a hint of satisfaction; this was one of his cultivation achievements after spending half a month in the Lan Yue Pavilion.

He had mastered the Vermilion Bird Four Strikes from the Lu Family, combined with the Fire Attribute boxing technique during his dream-like training days, and finally, three days ago, sensed the pitch-black flames in the believers of the Red Lotus Sect’s abdomens.

He had finally elevated his flames to such a level, burning all, consuming all.

A thought flickered through his mind and disappeared.

A long cry rang out.

The golden divine bird, bearing blazing flames, crashed into the mountain range.

Flocks of toxic birds desperately fluttered towards the divine bird, but they turned to ash before they could get close, floating away into the sky.

One after another, toxic beasts leaped up, attempting to hinder the divine bird’s crashing momentum, but it was all in vain.

The next moment, as the divine bird neared the mountain peak, rocks ahead began to melt and then turned into glazed forms.

Screech!

Boom!

A vast gap appeared midway up the mountain, with great quantities of melted rock continuously dripping from the gap.

Liang Hui stood with his spear, gazing at the sky-blue mass of flesh nearby, beneath which countless dense Ice Cocoon worms fell.

Even in death, these cocoon worms still exuded bone-chilling cold.

"Ice Cocoons, such extravagance."

But considering Elder Thousand Poison’s hold over the Thousand Mile Mountain Range, he felt at ease with this realization.

The next moment, azure lightning rose from his body, then climbed up his long spear.

He strode forward, charging into the fray.

Crossing space, the Thunder Spear stabbed into the mass of flesh composed of Ice Cocoons.

Crack!

Almost instantly, the Ice Cocoons, which could suppress flames, shattered on a large scale.

Sky-blue bug blood splashed in all directions, covering the scorched earth with a layer of frost.

The spear continued its thrust unabated.

A gaunt hand clad in a golden gauntlet reached out from within the mass of flesh, grabbing for the spear.

Slash!

Upon contact between the hand and the spear, sparks like those from metal striking metal flickered.

The azure lightning, like fine snakes, kept twining around the gaunt hand, which seemed untouched by it.

"Youngster, we could actually have a talk!"

Feeling the force transmitted through the spear, Liang Hui let out a light chuckle.

"The weapon is not bad, but the man could do better."

His arm suddenly exerted force, turning the thrust into a sweep.

Under the tremendous power, a short-statured figure was hurled out of the flesh mass and slammed into the rock wall.

He stepped forward, and his spear thrust out again.

The spearhead instantly tore through the air, aiming for the enemy’s chest.

Amidst the shrill cries of insects and the grating sound that set one’s teeth on edge, the spear stopped its forward momentum.

Liang Hui’s brows furrowed slightly as he retracted the spear.

Looking at the purple blood on the spear tip and the continuous corroding sounds.

The green inner strength around the spear tip kept trying to draw near to dispel it, but it was too slow.

The spear trembled, the purple blood was shaken off to one side, and the green inner strength climbed over it once more.

The murderous intent in the young man’s eyes grew even colder. The Flame Thunder Spear had cost him many precious materials, even the annihilation of a clan to obtain.

To have it damaged here because of poison, even he would feel the pain.

Without hesitation, the Flame Thunder Spear was stored away into the spatial storage.

Then, a bronze halberd appeared in his palm.

From within the cave in the rock face, a short figure staggered out.

Liang Hui had his first clear view of the so-called Elder Thousand Poison.

His white hair was like weeds, his triangular eyes full of venom and resentment, the green robe on his upper body in tatters, with traces of purple blood flowing from his chest.

A gold-red centipede, about a meter long, hung over his shoulder, emitting a pained shriek.

Its shell-covered back bore a piercing wound.

"Who might you be? I don’t believe I have affronted you," came the hoarse voice from Elder Thousand Poison.

The only response he received was the advancing figure of Liang Hui with his halberd.

To fight to such lengths, there was no need for conversation.

The enemy not dead for a single second, Liang Hui would not be at peace.

The halberd swept across the sky, cleaving down before it even neared the ground, leaving behind slash marks in its wake.

This strike was meant to split the old man in half.

Locked in by the breath, there was no escape, no place to hide.

Ah!

Amidst a roar, the gold-red centipede quickly climbed onto the old man’s arm.

A multitude of legs entwined and began to spin rapidly while deep green inner strength gathered on the centipede, like a drill piercing through everything.

Raising an arm towards the sky, attempting to block this slash.

Craack! Boom!

Only a few breaths of stiffness.

The green inner strength was directly cleaved apart, and the arm along with the gold-red centipede on it was sliced open right through the middle.

With a wail, Elder Thousand Poison staggered backward.

Purple toxic blood sprayed along the way, corroding the ground, forming one pit after another.

Liang Hui glanced at the halberd blade, halved by the corrosion, and strode forward.

Along the way, numerous poisonous insects and snakes fell from Elder Thousand Poison’s body, trying to slow down the youth’s pace.

But it was futile.

Drawing near to the old man, he thrust the halberd forward!

The broken halberd, transcending space, instantly penetrated the old man’s chest.

Wah!

Black-blooded poison, mixed with several dark needles, sprayed toward Liang Hui.

His body shifted slightly to the side, easily dodging the poisonous blood.

At the same time, he drew the sharp sword from his waist and stabbed it straight into the old man’s eye socket.

Then he stirred it viciously, and the old man lost all signs of life.

Sensing the ’dream-entering’ items slowly appearing on the old man’s corpse, Liang Hui knew this resourceful poisoner was dead.

This was the first person of the same realm since his entrance into Organ Refining who had forced him to exhaust some of his methods to slay.

Although the enemy had the advantage of the terrain, although the enemy had practiced in the Organ Refining realm for decades, to achieve this extent was not bad.

He pulled out the halberd that had pierced through the heart, only to find it reduced to the shaft, and even the sharp sword that had stirred the head was corroded and broken off.

With a somewhat resigned expression, he tossed aside the damaged weapons.

Such a degree of damage, they were beyond the need for repair.