I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 164: Everyone! I am Liang Hui from the Beast Taming Sect

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Everyone! I am Liang Hui from the Beast Taming Sect

Liang Hui stomped his foot and instantly appeared in front of Li Muxuan.

His palm extended flat and upward, morphing nearly a thousand times in the blink of an eye, each variation reaching the pinnacle of a different fist technique.

With every change, a roar of a beast resounded, nearly a thousand roars erupting simultaneously, vast and soul-stirring.

"Come, take my punch!"

The punch launched like a dragon, shattering everything around, as the rolling waves of air mixed with the fierce Fistful Intent thundered forward.

There was no so-called probing; with the first move, it was the foundation of fist techniques, Myriad Beasts Fist.

Facing such a punch, beneath the force of the blow, no one could remain unfazed.

Even Li Muxuan, who could only utilize True Realization and Blood Refinement at this moment, was the same.

A solemn trace flickered through his abyss-like pupils.

The longsword in his grasp slashed out with extreme speed, with a dazzling sword light stunning the world once again.

A fist and a sword, collided!

Boom!

The peerless edge of the fist and the world-shocking sword light.

The brilliance and shockwave generated by the collision obscured everyone’s sight.

Then, countless roars emanated from within the brilliance.

With every roar, the brilliance grew more dazzling, and the rolling shockwaves overturned everything nearby.

One could vaguely see two figures entangled and battling fiercely within the intense light.

Onlookers stood at a distance, watching the collision that shocked and awed the world.

"Someone can actually achieve this step! Who exactly is Qin Dao? I’ve never heard of him."

"Beast Taming Sect, Qin Dao, a Zhou person, to think he could go this far."

"Actually holding his ground and fighting with Li Muxuan; I’m witnessing a legend."

...

Noises filled with excitement, bewilderment, fear, and astonishment spread among the crowd.

A mix of complex emotions echoed in their hearts as they stared intently at the two battling figures.

"Step back. To reach such an extent, I acknowledge you,"

"I’ll give you time to grow, for you to come and challenge me again!"

The arrogant roar filled the sky and earth.

A sword light blazed forth, causing ripples in space as it sped towards Liang Hui.

Fight!

The boundless Fistful Intent rose, solidifying time and space.

Accompanied by the roar of beasts, he launched a punch forward.

They met head-on.

Crack! Bang!

Sword marks and fist seals appeared continuously on their bodies.

Blood flowed between the two combatants.

Their battle escalated to frenzy.

To Liang Hui, the person before him was an unprecedented formidable enemy.

Not even his well-honed battle skills seemed to give him the slightest advantage in this fight.

His strength, speed, and defenses were all slightly inferior to his opponent’s.

In this fight, he was completely at a disadvantage.

But Liang Hui’s will was undeterred, his fighting spirit burning fiercely, putting all his strength into every punch.

The roars of Myriad Beasts continued unabated.

The youth had not stepped back even once, always moving forward with large strides.

And the enemy kept retreating, blood blooms spraying, leaving Li Muxuan in a sorry state.

"If you wish to die, I shall grant your wish!"

An icy voice echoed between them.

More and more dazzling and eye-catching sword lights appeared.

As the punch cut through, swathes of sword light were extinguished, though a few still managed to slice upon Liang Hui’s body, leaving behind streaks of sword wounds.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

The youth burst into laughter, his gaze playful as he watched the retreating figure under his punches.

He had made his own deductions.

"Such a fragile will, what Divine Fetus? What Mo Fetus? You are not worthy."

"You’re nothing but a ghost with stolen substance, pretending to be Li Muxuan, and actually believing it to be true."

"Qin Dao, you deserve to die!"

’Li Muxuan’ roared with all his might, and if it had been anyone else, he would not have cared.

But the utterance came from the man before him, a hero who could fight him to such an extent.

He would not accept such contempt.

Even if it said it was a new spirit born upon a carcass, it inhered everything from "Li Muxuan".

The urge to charge forward was strong, but upon facing the overwhelming Fistful Intent, it retreated again.

Why?

The opponent had sustained heavier injuries, I was in an advantageous position, why should I retreat, it’s the opponent who should be retreating.

Liang Hui’s mouth cracked into a smile, glancing at his palm full of sword scars and the infuriated enemy.

"With the next punch, I’ll blast you away."

With a roar to the sky, his black hair whipping about, the youth’s face wore absolute confidence.

His arm reached forward, fingers spread, slowly shifting once.

In an instant, crimson flames rose up behind him, gathering, ascending, transforming.

Shriek!

A completely red Vermilion Bird flew out of the flames, its cries incessant as the surrounding temperature soared.

Meanwhile, the outstretched fingers had already shifted three more times.

The blue Black Tortoise entwined with snake and turtle, the Azure Dragon uttering long chants, and the yellow Earth Tiger roaring at the sky.

One by one, they appeared behind Liang Hui.

A thought was all it took.

The Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise, Vermilion Bird, Earth Tiger, had already converged on the young man’s arm.

An indescribable aura was rising, an aura of creation filled the air, manifesting peace without a hint of murderous intent.

The arm was drawn back slightly, fingers coming together.

With just such a move, the aura above the fist changed dramatically.

Destruction! Destruction! Still destruction!

It signified the crumbling of worlds, the reduction of all to naught, a great annihilation, with all tranquility dissipating.

Earth, water, fire, wind, not only the four elements of world creation but also the elements of world destruction.

Rather than calling the Four Sacred Fist the Genesis Fist, Liang Hui preferred to call it the World-Destroying Fist.

"Six hundred years of remnants, come see the fist technique of this era."

Amidst the roar,

The Fist Seal crashed down fiercely.

At that moment, everyone’s vision was filled with nothing but the advancing Fist Seal,

Getting closer!

Even closer!

Until it made contact with the pitch-black longsword.

The unrivaled brilliance of the fist and the thunderous sound concealed everything, leaving everyone deafened.

After a long while, the fist’s brilliance was still dazzling.

A confused voice echoed through the crowd.

"Do you think Qin Dao is really Qin Dao? Does his Realm still seem to be at Blood Refinement?"

"Such a Fist Seal, throughout the endless ages, it seems that only one person could deliver such a punch."

"Is it really him? It must be him."

...

The discussions grew from a murmur to a clamor, no one present was a fool.

Everyone had their own conjecture in their hearts.

"He has emerged!"

All noise subsided into silence, eyes fixed on the figure stepping out from the brilliance.

It was a slender figure.

At his waist hung a Taoist Sword etched with the sun, moon, and stars, one hand held a head with a gaunt face, and the other was stretched forward, a bronze bell suspended above it.

The ancient bell radiated an immortal glow, the prayers of all beings resonating ceaselessly from it.

"It really is him! What should I do?"

"God... Emperor"

"Your... Majesty!"

"I..I..I..."

A girl in a blue dress, with a light smile at the corner of her mouth, stepped out of the crowd and walked leisurely to the young man’s side.

Then, she stepped back half a step, gazing at the crowd from a distance.

At that moment, countless Female Cultivators focused their gaze upon Su Yao.

Jealousy, murderous intent, and envy flashed by.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am from the Beast Taming Sect, Liang Hui!"

"On the road of reincarnation, proceed with care."

Liang Hui’s expression was detached, his fingers slightly curved as he tapped the bronze bell.

Dong!

Dong!!

Dong!!!