I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 142, Hui, you are as always, did not let me down

Chapter 142: Chapter 142, Hui, you are as always, did not let me down

At that moment, heaven and earth were shaking, and the crowds upon the earth fell silent, staring dumbfounded at the sky.

Four of the world’s most elite warriors had joined hands, a scene all too rare.

Some Daoists and Martial Artists at the True Realization and Blood Exchange levels, however, began to look uneasy.

If the Tianyuan Secret Realm were to be breached, what would become of them?

Countless sword lights shot out from the Light Gate, obscuring the figures of the four pinnacle warriors.

"A mere trap, and you think it will make us retreat, break!"

A snow-white ruler swept away the endless sword lights and smashed towards the Light Gate.

Boom! Thunderous roars!

In the midst of the roaring, the snow-white ruler flew back and was caught by a figure.

Yet the Light Gate showed no sign of change.

The four figures advanced once more, their resolute will clearly felt by all.

Suddenly, the Light Gate stirred with ripples layer upon layer.

A Taoist Sword, engraved with the sun, moon, stars, and all things of the world, slowly emerged from the Light Gate.

The Taoist Sword Golden Emperor, its surface flowing with a dim blood-red hue, covered in cracks as if it would shatter the next moment.

As soon as it appeared, the Sword Intent that could annihilate all things and reopen the heavens and earth, filled the world.

Almost instantly, the colossal presence of the four warriors was extinguished.

"It’s but a broken Taoist Instrument, and it thinks it can stop us, bring out Li Muxuan."

The roar vibrated through mountains and earth.

The snow-white ruler reappeared, jointly activated by the four figures.

The ruler trembled slightly, emitting a faint white light, its majestic air as if measuring the world, ascending.

"Liu Family’s heirloom Taoist Instrument, the Heaven Measuring Ruler, lives up to its fame."

A low murmur of admiration echoed in the ears.

Liang Hui, immersed in battle, tilted his head slightly to look at the blue-clad young woman who had appeared beside him.

"Heaven Measuring Ruler?"

"The Heaven Measuring Ruler, the first patriarch’s Taoist Instrument of Liu Family, has protected the Liu Family for a thousand years and has been nurtured by them for just as long."

"Its power is unimaginably great, perhaps only the top Daoist lineages would possess a Taoist Instrument that could compare with it."

"This is why the Liu Family has always been at the forefront of the eight great families in Jiaozhou, rather than the Song Family."

"Of course, now the Liu Family does not refer to itself as the first family in front of the Song Family, instead, they always talk about the eight great families being branches of the same tree."

The young woman spoke in great detail, but her last words seemed to carry a deeper meaning.

Liang Hui’s expression remained calm, he gently nodded his forehead but did not respond verbally.

Through the young woman’s words just now, he was almost certain that the blue-clad woman before him was Su Yao.

He turned his gaze back to the battle in the sky.

At this time, under the activation of the four pinnacle warriors, the Heaven Measuring Ruler directly smashed towards the damaged Taoist Sword.

Everywhere it passed, space was shattered in pieces, revealing profound darkness.

Only the Heaven Measuring Ruler radiated a pale white.

Clash!

Like jade colliding, the Heaven Measuring Ruler was sent flying once again.

The Taoist Sword, following the shattered space forward, slashed across the four pinnacle warriors.

Severed arms fell, and blood scattered from the heavens.

A figure staggered back, roaring at the five who had yet to take action behind him.

"Will you not take action? Do you not wish to gain the exploration above the Primordial Spirit that the Tianyuan Sword Sect made six hundred years ago?"

"Brother Liu, you are too impatient. Even if we annihilate this broken Taoist Instrument, we cannot enter the secret realm."

"The rules remain as they have always been, Brother Liu should have felt them, do not act on impulse."

"If we force our way in, we will only cause the secret realm to shatter, and perish alongside it."

Voices came from the five strong warriors who had not taken action.

They took advantage of the eight great families’ attempt to carefully probe the rules of the Tianyuan Secret Realm’s breach.

The rules had not changed because of its premature opening.

The retreating figure, holding the snow-white ruler in one hand, had a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly and cease his attacks.

The damaged Taoist Sword also silently flew back into the Light Gate.

Nine vague figures stood in the sky, looking down at the dense crowd below.

A deep voice slowly made its way over.

"The Tianyuan Secret Realm is now officially open,"

"Anyone who obtains exploration above the level of the Primordial Spirit within the secret realm must surrender it to us."

"The eight great families of Jiaozhou will spare no resources to assist them in ascending to the realm of Primordial Spirit or Spirit Veins."

"This oath is witnessed by heaven and earth, deities and humans alike!"

"Now, set forth."

With these words, the Light Gate was no longer suppressed.

Columns of light descended from the ravine.

With every flash of light, a figure would disappear from their spot.

Soon, fewer than a hundred people remained on the spot.

Those with Spirit Veins, who had entered the path, or even greater experts, looked on with different expressions as the Light Gate slowly closed.

....

Elsewhere.

In an ancient forest.

Liang Hui looked at the layer of insects crushed by his aura and paid them no mind.

Instead, he stretched out his palm and stared at the dark petal on his wrist.

He thought of the moment before the light columns descended when the girl in blue held his hand tightly, and the plea deep within her beautiful eyes.

Liang Hui unconsciously recalled their first encounter in the decrepit temple; although he had not helped, he had not hindered her either.

Their second encounter outside of Burntwood City, the disclosure of information by the Demon Spirit Sect, the provision of resources and Cultivation Techniques.

Each incident could be said to involve the girl named Su Yao taking great risks.

A light sigh escaped his heart, his expression carrying a hint of helplessness.

After triple-checking that the dark petal was harmless and could only convey his location to one person within a hundred miles,

Liang Hui then dismissed the idea of erasing the petal from his wrist.

"You have not failed me; it is difficult for me to fail you in turn."

Choosing a direction, he stepped forward, striding onward.

At the same time, in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, a girl dressed in a blue gown stood beneath a rock wall.

She watched quietly at the dark petal on her wrist.

Ten seconds!

One minute!

Five minutes!

The petal remained, and the girl let out a light laugh, tears sliding down her cheeks.

She let her sleeve fall back down, hiding the mark on her wrist.

"Hui, you are, after all, just as always,"

"I have not lost the bet."

The low murmur spread through the air.

Only within the Tianyuan Secret Realm, a space that prevented any information from getting out, could she dare to utter such words.

In her mind, her delicate body shone with countless forbidden spells, sparkling brilliantly.

Then, her figure vanished, needing to come within a hundred miles of Liang Hui to confirm his position.

Meanwhile.

Liang Hui was already running swiftly through the forest in a certain direction.

Suddenly, he stopped; the rich scent of medicine reached his nose.

In a flash, his Qi-Blood surged, and he felt considerably more spirited.

"Precious medicine!"

Following the scent, Liang Hui headed east.

After about a thousand meters, a pool of water appeared before him.

The lake’s surface was green and full of life; a tree strangely grew in the center.

The tree bore golden fruits with an enticing fragrance, which made his throat unconsciously start to move.

It was the body’s instinctive reaction, but this reaction was quickly suppressed by Liang Hui.

He began to closely examine the fruit tree before him, recalling the herbal medicine books he had seen to see if there was a match.

A moment later, a hint of joy appeared in Liang Hui’s eyes.

"Golden Fruit, a precious medicine formed through the evolution over eons by special earth and water veins, extremely rare,"

"It can accelerate the Warm Nurturing and refining of blood veins and does not harm one’s potential."