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Chapter 163 Liang Hui: Remember, the next is your most glorious moment in six hundred years!

Chapter 163: Chapter 163 Liang Hui: Remember, the next is your most glorious moment in six hundred years!

The Taoist sword traversed the sky, yet it hovered in front of the gaunt man, never quite landing in his palm.

"What are you hesitating for? Both divine and demonic fetuses are me."

A cold snort, and a hand reached for the Taoist sword carved with the sun, moon, and stars.

Bang!

A strand of divine brilliance burst forth from the Taoist sword, repelling the hand.

The Taoist sword shot out, plunging into the earth nearby, trembling slightly, emitting a sword cry.

Everyone who heard the sword cry could feel the sorrow within it, as if it were praying for the deceased.

At this moment, none of the crowd had time to feel the emotions conveyed by the Taoist sword.

Instead, their gazes were burning with greed as they looked at the Taoist sword.

At this time, this Taoist sword, which could contend with the five strongest for a short while, was not far from where everyone stood, less than a hundred meters away.

Nearly within reach in an instant.

"Hui, this man looks almost exactly like Li Muxuan from six hundred years ago."

"But the life span of the Primordial Spirit is no more than three hundred years; it’s very likely that he has used some means to survive."

Su Yao’s expression was grave as she secretly transmitted her voice.

Liang Hui’s brow furrowed slightly as he looked at the broken Taoist sword embedded in the ground, deep in thought.

He made no move; by this time, he had already obtained what he wanted.

With the protection of the Flowing Light Bell in the secret realm, he didn’t mind playing the spectator for once.

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

At the same time, a flurry of figures dashed towards the Taoist sword.

Their eyes were filled with greed.

"I got it!"

A young man cried out in alarm.

Bang!

Before the voice had died down, a magic artifact had blasted him into a shower of flesh.

And some among them, upon seeing that the young man who grabbed the Taoist sword showed no abnormalities, also flashed with temptation in their eyes.

They began to approach the Taoist sword rapidly.

The fight over the Taoist sword was extremely brutal; anyone who neared it faced the bombardment from everyone else.

Thud! Thud!

The footsteps were heavy but rang out clearly into everyone’s ears.

The crowd, as if by a silent agreement, stopped their fierce fight and turned their gaze towards the gaunt man taking strides forward.

Just the sight of the man triggered a deep-seated fear in everyone, seeming to be an instinct of the body that could not be suppressed.

The gaunt man advanced, drawing ever closer to the Taoist sword.

Those surrounding the Taoist sword began to retreat unconsciously.

"Elder Li Muxuan."

A respectful voice rang out, and a young man in a grey robe stepped forward, blocking the gaunt man’s path.

"Six hundred years have passed, and there are still people who know me. How nostalgic!"

The gaunt man stopped in his tracks, staring at the grey-robed youth. His pupils were pitch-black like the abyss, devoid of any emotion.

"Your portrait is displayed in the Longevity Hall; I was fortunate to have glimpsed it."

"My teacher often laments that you were born too early. Had you been of this era, you could surely lead Great Chu to suppress the Northern Dynasty once more."

Li Muxuan looked at the young man before him, speaking animatedly, and took another step forward.

"In this era, to be utterly suppressed by that person for a lifetime?"

"Or do you think I, a being who failed to transcend realms, could defeat the so-called Divine Emperor?"

At this moment, everyone fell into silence.

Within those brief exchanges,

Liang Hui, who stood aside and observed in silence, had already analyzed plenty of information.

First, the gaunt man before them admitted he was Li Muxuan from six hundred years ago, but considering the departure of the Lifebound Tool, whether he truly was Li Muxuan still remained a question.

Second, this being who had slumbered for eons, had also gained access to that segment of memory.

"Is it truly all ’people’ in the world?"

Liang Hui murmured to himself; through some secretive methods, he had probed before.

The memory, akin to a vision of the future, did not surface in the minds of animals or Exotic Beasts.

Inferring the beginning from the end was no difficult feat.

Boom!

A thunderous sound interrupted the youth’s train of thought.

Li Muxuan suddenly made his move, his peerless sword light sweeping across, and the body of the young man in the grey robe was neatly severed in two.

However, at the place where the body was cleaved, there wasn’t the slightest trace of blood, only a metallic luster.

"Puppets! Even after six hundred years, the Longevity Hall still enjoys using these tiresome tricks."

Stepping over the debris on the ground, the slim man continued forward.

An excited voice emerged from the crowd.

"Gentlemen, kill him! In this secret realm, he can only exert the power of the True Realization level."

"With so many of us, slaying him won’t be difficult. Afterwards, whether it’s the experience for the Primordial Spirit’s future path or this Taoist Sword, they will belong to us."

The voice was raspy yet carried a seductive power.

Taoists and martial artists began to look at Li Muxuan with glints of killing intent in their eyes.

They were not fools to believe others so easily.

But the opportunity and the tremendous benefits at this time were too hard to ignore.

"Kill him!"

"What Li Muxuan? A ghost sprung from nowhere, even his own Lifebound Tool does not acknowledge him."

...

The voices grew from hushed to intense, and in just a few breaths, all merged into one.

Kill!

An overwhelming killing intent arose, dispelling the fear in everyone’s hearts.

One figure after another charged towards the slim man.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

"Ants, kill me? You aren’t worthy!"

"Today, let me show you the gap between one True Realization and another, between one Blood Exchange and another—it far exceeds your imagination."

A scornful laugh spread through the crowd.

With an outstretched palm, he grasped!

A longsword made of black mist materialized between his fingers.

Facing the oncoming crowd.

Suddenly, he struck down!

A very simple action.

Yet it brought the world to silence, the unmatched sword light freezing the thoughts of everyone.

Crack! Crack!

The clear sounds of shattering kept ringing out.

Taoists and martial artists who charged towards him splintered into pieces like glass.

Even those who tried to take advantage of the chaos to get close to the Taoist Sword suffered the same fate.

Crimson blood covered the land, resembling hell.

No distinction was made between the strong and the weak.

All perished!

In that moment, aside from the few, the majority of the surviving crowd stood in stunned silence.

The scene was too terrifying.

Under a single sword strike, more than half had fallen.

You sure this is the same level of power as theirs?

As quick as they had charged in, that was how fast they were now retreating.

While everyone fled anxiously, a tall figure moving against the tide caught everyone’s attention.

A massive, powerful, and violent aura rose from him.

Like a moving divine mountain ready to crush all enemies in his path.

Even Li Muxuan, progressing forward, slowed his pace.

His face, always calm, now had a hint of interest.

"In this era, there are still people like you. How interesting."

"Do you want this sword? I can give it to you, but you will need to submit to me."

Li Muxuan’s voice was not concealed.

It made the fleeing crowd stop in their tracks, their gazes filled with envy and jealousy as they looked at the young man.

Such a generous offer for only a verbal promise in return.

"The sword, I will take it myself!"

"Beast Taming Sect, Qin Dao, remember this name."

"What follows will be your most glorious moment in six hundred years."