I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 132: Chu Nation, I’ll show you what it means to be utterly unbridled!

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Chu Nation, I’ll show you what it means to be utterly unbridled!

Seven days later, southern Tuzhou.

Chu Nation occupied area.

Tents thick as forest stood upon the earth

Weapons of war and killing intent filled the air.

A golden streak of light came from the sky, circling above the military camp.

"The Great Zhou Delegation has arrived; why has the Chu Nation not come to receive us?" a long cry echoed throughout the entire camp.

An elderly man with graying hair, exuding a powerful aura, walked out from the palace.

Alone, he seemed to bear down upon the deadly spirit of the great army.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Laughter dispersed the oppressive atmosphere pressing down from the heavens.

A general clad in bronze armor stepped out of the camp.

"Please forgive us, Zhou Envoy, we’ve been busy transporting the spoils here, which may have caused some neglect."

"Hmph!"

In a huff of annoyance, the elder landed directly upon the ground.

Liang Hui stood before the palace, his gaze deep as he watched the general in bronze armor.

This Chu Nation general was someone he had met before.

Back when Zhou and Chu Nations’ border clashes were at their peak, it was this very general who had covertly intervened, stalling his progress.

Otherwise, Liang Hui could have killed his way through ten of Chu’s chosen warriors.

As if recalling something, the corners of Liang Hui’s mouth curved into a smile.

"What are you thinking about, Brother Qin Dao?"

The girl standing beside him, dressed in a blue gown, asked with curiosity shining in her eyes.

"Just thinking that we’ve finally set foot in Chu’s occupied territory."

The girl in blue nodded, her gaze sweeping over the crowds below.

Before long, everyone, led by Qing Yi and Wu Wan’er, arrived in front of the camp.

By this time, the elder with the graying hair had also finished conversing with the general in bronze armor.

"Let’s enter the military camp for now," said Elder Chen in a deep voice, "We will head to Chu Nation in a few days."

"Elder Chen, why don’t we set off now? Why waste time here?"

Wu Wan’er’s voice was not concealed.

The general standing in front of everyone had an open and hearty smile on his face.

"Your arrival, ladies and gentlemen of Great Zhou’s finest, must be reported before you can step into Chu Nation."

The words of the general in bronze armor were extremely gentle.

Then, with a smirk, he turned his gaze toward Liang Hui in the crowd.

"Beast Taming Sect’s Taoist Child, we meet again. I still remember your splendid might in the great desert."

"Unparalleled! Invincible!"

The faces of the chosen ones expressed various emotions as they looked at Liang Hui; most of their gazes contained mockery and schadenfreude.

The youth’s expression was cold as he watched the general, choosing not to speak.

"Let’s go into the military camp first."

Qing Yi’s voice broke the tense atmosphere.

Afterward, everyone, led by a young soldier in silver armor, entered the camp.

Soon they came upon a very large and luxurious tent.

"Honorable Great Zhou Princess, Her Holiness the Divine Maiden, and seniors, this is where you will be staying. Please, come in," he said.

"Where will these companions of mine be staying?"

Qing Yi asked, not stepping into the tent.

The soldier in silver armor pointed to the south and said, "Your Holiness the Divine Maiden, the rest of the selected ones will be housed there; there is no need to worry."

"Don’t forget, it was the Chu Emperor himself who agreed to this diplomatic mission from Great Zhou," stated Wu Wan’er, her pretty face full of dignity.

"Rest assured, ladies and gentlemen, Great Chu would never show contempt."

The young soldier’s face was adorned with a smile.

Turning around!

He addressed the remaining chosen ones, "This way, please."

After a moment of hesitation, they followed the soldier in silver armor, having obtained consent from Wu Wan’er and the elder.

Walking about a kilometer, a larger tent loomed before everyone.

At that moment, dissatisfaction was evident in the eyes of most present.

The tent before them was too shabby, too old, too dirty; such accommodation was unbefitting their status.

"So this is the Chu Nation’s hospitality? Truly barbaric."

A burly young man, clutching an iron staff, was filled with outrage in his gaze.

"The conditions in the military camp are modest; please forgive us," the soldier said.

Then, with an amused look in his eyes,

he pointed at an incredibly small tent—which was so close one could smell an indescribable odor—and said to Liang Hui:

"Taoist Child, this place has been prepared especially for you. I hope you enjoy your stay over the next few days."

At this moment, the clamor among the crowd melted into silence.

The gazes, each harboring different emotions, were now fixated on the youth, as if curious about his next move.

"Brother Qin Dao..."

The girl in blue opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

But she was stopped by Liang Hui.

A smirk appeared on the youth’s lips; he had been waiting for this opportunity.

Without hesitation, he strode forward.

"Taoist Child, please..."

A pale palm rested on his skull.

Then, in the disbelieving gaze of the silvery armored young general, he exerted a sudden force.

Bang!

The tall figure, along with the silvery armor, burst open on the spot.

Blood and bones, mixed with fragments of the armor, scattered across the ground.

Only a bloodstain remained.

Everyone in the Great Zhou Delegation watched the scene in horror.

In such a setting, how could he dare to act so recklessly?

Madman!

This thought appeared almost instantly in everyone’s mind.

Liang Hui paid no attention to the gazes cast upon him.

His palm clenched tight, a smile still on his face.

At this distance, you should be able to sense it, right?

Ten seconds!

Thirty seconds!

Fifty seconds!

"Qin Dao, you dare to massacre soldiers within the military camp, you shall be beheaded."

A voice filled with extreme anger echoed across the skies.

Accompanying it was an aura that seemed as if it could topple the heavens.

A figure in bronze battle armor stood mid-air.

A massive Fist Seal smashed down from the sky.

The piercing sound blast and the decisive killing intent filled the surroundings.

Even space itself rippled in layers.

There was a playful look in Liang Hui’s eyes.

His arm reached forward, and the tightly clenched fist slowly opened.

A green talisman, etched with dense patterns, lay quietly in his palm.

A unique aura emanated from the talisman, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Primordial Spirit True Being!!!"

The general standing in the sky, his face twisted with anger, now looked on in terror.

True Qi surged in desperation within his body as he tried to flee.

The next moment, it grew dark.

A beast claw, large enough to cover a ten-mile radius, descended from the sky.

The beast claw was so sharp that its mere descent left cracks in space.

And then smashed them to pieces.

Soldiers, emerging from their tents, gaped in despair at the sight before them.

Before the palm even fell, globes of blood rose like fireworks from the earth.

The mountain-crushing Fist Seal was instantly shattered, dissipating into the air.

Kill!

A desperate roar came from the tiny figure in the sky.

Raising a fist to the heavens.

Then, from high above, he plummeted down, and the enveloping beast claw followed.

Boom! Thunderous rumbling!

The deafening roar as dust billowed upward.

The green talisman in Liang Hui’s hand, along with the dissipation of the beast claw, shattered as well.

Following his senses, the youth comfortably leaped into the crater.

He arrived before a figure with only half a body remaining; the bronze-armored general was a pitiful sight.

The remaining half was mostly bare bones, and one eyeball had already burst.

The remaining eye, full of resentment and fury, stared at the youth.

"Heh! Heh! Heh!"

"That long howl atop the desert, I remember it all too well."

Liang Hui chuckled softly.

In his laughter, there was an indescribable exhilaration!

The sword in his hand plunged into the enemy’s eye socket and he stirred it viciously.