I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 151: Still Saying You’re Not a Great Mo?

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Still Saying You’re Not a Great Mo?

Liang Hui looked down at the youth kneeling on the ground.

He flicked the blood off the snowy-white long ruler and asked with indifference,

"Name?"

"Thief... I,"

Bang!

The long ruler, emitting a pale white sheen, pressed down on his arm.

In an instant, the youth’s arm exploded.

Piercing howls of agony resounded non-stop.

"Name?"

The indifferent voice came again, like a low chant from hell to the youth’s ears.

"Liu Teng!"

"My name is Liu Teng!"

The sharp screams intermingled with the intermittent wails.

Meanwhile, Su Yao, who had been hiding, approached, stepping over bloodstains and remains.

She stood beside the boy and watched the youth being interrogated.

Liang Hui spoke again:

"Why instigate this ambush."

"Can I live?"

The youth, covering his severed arm with one hand, looked at him with pleading eyes.

He did not want to die; there was still so much joy he had not experienced in this world.

Bang! Bang!

The ruler swept across, and his legs exploded on the spot.

Once more, a bright red smear was added to the ground.

"Why instigate this ambush."

Ha! Ha! Ha!

The youth’s face twisted as he laughed maniacally.

He saw that the man before him had no intention of letting him live.

"Is it the ’Heavenly Pillar Body Refinement Art’?"

Liang Hui’s eyes focused on the youth, sensing his heartbeat halting abruptly for a few moments.

"As expected."

The boy whispered, his expression revealing understanding.

This set of body refining techniques was the only connection he had with the Liu Family.

His palm reached forward, about to press down and end the enemy’s life.

On one side, Su Yao suddenly said, "The Song Family was involved in this ambush, weren’t they?"

Her gentle words, filled with allure, made one unconsciously wish to reveal their inner thoughts.

Liu Teng’s eyes flashed with confusion, his voice becoming dull.

"Wang, Liu, Yang, they were all part of the ambush, but the Song Family refused to join this time."

Bang!

Liang Hui’s palm paused briefly before continuing to press down.

The head burst open.

Only then did the boy turn his gaze towards Su Yao on the side.

"You talk too much."

"Hui, I just want to know who our enemy is," Su Yao smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes brimming with sincerity.

She stepped closer to the boy, reducing the distance between them even more.

Only a foot apart, Liang Hui could even feel the breath between them.

"Moreover, what’s the difference between the three great families acting together and the eight great families acting together?"

"Don’t forget, the eight great families are branches of the same tree; they should all be our enemies."

Liang Hui slowly placed the snowy-white long ruler back into his embrace.

Watching the girl, he was well aware of why she uttered those words.

"Do I look like a demon lord to you?"

"Don’t I?"

Su Yao took a step back, sweeping her gaze over the bloodstains and remains that covered the land.

"Whether it’s the memories of a possible future or this very moment, every step forward is accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood."

"Do you know how the righteous path called you two years ago? ’Great Demon’!"

"A madman who imposes his will on everyone, a delusional person who wants the world to operate according to his imagination."

"Heh, whatever I do is correct."

"Be it resentment or hatred, accept it or die."

Liang Hui chuckled lightly.

He turned!

He walked towards the battlefield.

Suddenly, a voice came drifting from behind.

"Right, I am just me, and I won’t be so kind-hearted."

"This time, those who do nothing will forever sink in the mud pond."

Su Yao watched the figure cleaning up the battlefield, her beautiful face smiling even more broadly.

"Still claiming you’re not a Mo, you’ve become even colder this time."

Elsewhere.

Liang Hui arrived at the place where the Qilin Fist had worn away.

The scorched earth held several transparent objects.

Those were the remains of the shattered Purple Thunder Bead; bending over, he collected back the magic artifact that had been with him for a very long time.

His losses in this slaughter were not minor, with the Purple Thunder Bead being completely destroyed.

Even the ancient mirror had several cracks in it after the spells of two True Realization Daoists.

Fortunately, he gained a replica of the Heaven Measuring Ruler.

With brief contact, Liang Hui felt that this replica’s power far exceeded that of the Crimson Jade Bell.

It definitely reached the Meridian Levels, and most importantly, it allowed martial artists and Daoists of lower realms to use it.

And this replica was only a part of the treasure he had found.

The corpses on the ground mostly had their storage spaces intact.

With every step, various treasures and storage spaces were claimed by Liang Hui.

Precious stones, magic artifacts, and medicinal treasures were plentiful, and he even found more than one Sword Scripture at the Lifebound Level.

His gains from this battle far exceeded the losses.

"Hui, shall we continue onward?"

"Let’s have a look at the ruins of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, I need their collection of Sword Scriptures."

Having collected his spoils of war, Liang Hui gazed at the enchanting spider lilies.

"Is that so? But our journey will not be peaceful," said Su Yao stepping gracefully, coming to stand beside the young man.

Whether it was the escaping Wang Family Patriarch or the enemy who had once controlled the Treasure-Seeking Rat from the shadows, both were troublesome.

Not to mention the Tianyuan Sword Sect, which was not easy to enter.

In six hundred years, it opened five times, and not many could enter successfully.

"Come on!"

No more words were necessary.

Striding forward, each move displayed absolute confidence.

Su Yao’s lips pressed slightly together as she watched the young man’s departing figure.

To tell the truth, he was not tall, but he could make everyone in the world feel at ease.

She quickened her pace, walking side by side with him, both stepping into the Sea of Flowers.

The blood-red Sea of Flowers was strikingly seductive, as two figures—one blue, one silver—gradually vanished from view.

The battlefield was left with nothing but blood and severed limbs.

A breeze blew by, causing the Sea of Flowers to sway, covering everything on the ground.

Looking back, the blood and the remains had disappeared.

Only the Sea of Flowers remained.

...

Within the city, the blood-light that the Wang Family Elder had transformed into fled at high speed.

Suddenly, the blood-light froze, stopping above a house.

"Who’s there?"

A loud roar exploded like thunder, causing the blood-light to tremble.

"Taoist Song, it’s me," came a voice filled with sorrow.

The Wang Family Elder descended in front of the house, his eyes full of despondency.

"Taoist Wang, weren’t you going to encircle and kill the thieves?"

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman walked out.

"Alas!"

With a deep sigh, the elder didn’t know how to begin.

Could he tell the Song Family that the three great families had united, along with a bunch of Loose Cultivators, to encircle and kill the enemy,

Only for him to be scared off by the enemy and to run away?

"Old Wang, please come in."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from within the house.

At this moment, both the middle-aged woman and Old Wang had a touch of respect on their faces.

Standing at the threshold, the middle-aged woman stepped aside, making way.

"Miss, please come in, Taoist Wang, please."

The Wang Family Elder, looking at the open door, felt his calm heart begin to race again.

He was about to meet a lady who, in the memories of the future, would take charge of all the internal affairs of the Divine Court,

A remarkable woman who, two years ago during the chaotic situation, had subjugated the Song Family and countless other forces.