I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 212 - 210 Divine Emperor, I’ll Deliver Your ’Greetings

Chapter 212: Chapter 210 Divine Emperor, I’ll Deliver Your ’Greetings

As the palm lifted, and then slowly pressed down.

This seemingly ordinary palm strike, however, made Liang Hui’s eyes reveal a serious concentration.

Within the palm, it seemed as if one could see the stars moving, mountains and rivers, glaciers at the poles, as if the birth and death of the world were all contained in this one strike

An indescribable aura rose, instantly enveloping the heavens and the earth, freezing and locking all temporal and spatial changes.

The speed of the palm was extremely slow, yet it encompassed the space, and immense pressure came from all directions, as if to obliterate the world along with him.

"What a palm strike! Excellent palm strike!!"

The youth bellowed, his black hair flying, his surging Qi-Blood soaring to the skies.

A golden war spear stabbed straight into the earth.

An arm stretched forward, changing five times in the blink of an eye, each change accompanied by an authoritative roar.

Shadows of beasts emerged around him, the Azure Dragon coiling, the Earth Tiger roaring, the Vermilion Bird dancing, the Black Tortoise supporting the heavens, the Qilin stepping on the void.

The five sacred beasts howled, turning into streaks of flowing light converging on Liang Hui’s fist.

A vitality that could create all things and open worlds surged on the youth’s fist.

Liang Hui’s eyes shone with an intense fighting spirit, and his fist technique changed again.

Destruction!

Destruction!!

Utter destruction!!!

The Creation Fist, capable of opening worlds, reversed in an instant, becoming the World-Destroying Fist that could annihilate all life.

A gray aura emerged on the youth’s fist.

With a thunderous crash, it struck the descending palm.

In that instant, space solidified, time ceased to flow, and everything was reduced to silence.

Only that palm and fist drew closer over the land until they touched.

Boom! Booom!

The massive sound of collision came at the instant the fist and the palm of the man and the demon met.

After that, the palm that seemed to encompass the world shattered directly, and the desolate space exploded with it.

In the pitch-black void.

Liang Hui stood with his spear, looking at the blue-eyed woman.

At this moment, the woman’s arms, along with half of her torso, had vanished, her pretty face covered in cracks like fragile porcelain.

Only her sky-blue eyes emitted a dazzling divine light, too intense for anyone to look directly into.

"Your palm technique is very good, but the one who uses it is not up to par."

"Tsk! Tsk!"

"Divine Emperor, compared to Your Majesty, I am but a giant dragon in the sky to an ant on the ground."

The blue-eyed woman chuckled lightly, her body’s cracks oozing wisps of gray aura, indescribably disheveled.

But her laughter soon faded, replaced by seriousness and calmness.

"Respected Divine Emperor, I bring greetings from my emperor to you."

"And I will take your ’greetings’ back to him... One day..."

Bang!

A golden radiance streaked across and instantly pierced the woman’s body, shattering her into dust.

"Too much nonsense."

Liang Hui stood with his spear, his expression indifferent and composed, but a certain gravity flickered in the depths of his eyes.

The opponent’s palm technique was excellent!

No wonder those two Demon Emperors, in memory, were able to contend with the ’him’ who united the world, established the Divine Court, and broke out of the world for a hundred years before they fell.

Whoo-

Liang Hui exhaled a breath of turbid air, meticulously recalling the palm strike thrown by the blue-eyed woman in his mind.

A moment later, he rushed out of the void and returned to the Qingheng Sect.

And this campaign against the Beast Taming Sect, with the aid of the White Bone Tiger Demon, was already nearing its end.

Mountains crumbled, bodies littered the ground, and the Qingheng Sect’s struggle was almost at its closing curtain.

Bang!

A white bone beast’s claw struck down in front of him, the earth and space itself instantly collapsing, revealing the pitch-black void.

And the last vestige of the Qingheng Sect’s presence was utterly dissipated.

’It’s over!’

Liang Hui muttered to himself.

With a thought, the White Bone Tiger Demon obediently came to his side and lay down at his feet.

At the same time, a storage bag flew out from the beast’s body and hovered in front of him.

The young man reached out with his palm, gently patted the tiger’s head, and naturally took the storage bag.

His consciousness delved in to observe.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, the loot was good, some of the resources were useful to him.

Most importantly, the Taoist Scriptures and Martial Tomes of the Qingheng Sect were all there.

"Not bad, the bones of the Qingheng Sect within a hundred miles are yours to claim," he said.

Roar!

The White Bone Tiger Demon howled and stood up, heading off into the distance.

At this moment, Ji Lu approached, his body covered in blood, followed by elders and senior members, all with faces full of exhilaration.

Their ancient enemy was destroyed, and they had suffered little damage; how could they not be overjoyed by such a campaign?

With Ji Lu at the forefront, everyone slowly kneeled before Liang Hui.

"Your Majesty, this kneel is for the disciples who died at the hands of the Qingheng Sect over the past two hundred years, please do not refuse it," they said.

"Without you, the legacy of our Beast Taming Sect might have perished."

Liang Hui nodded his head and did not avoid the gesture of respect.

It was only after everyone stood up that his expression softened and he slowly spoke.

"It’s nothing, I am also a disciple of our sect, it is my duty to do these things."

"Everyone, go and take care of the deceased; let them return to their hometowns," he said.

"Okay!"

The high-ranking members nodded and left to collect the bodies of their fellow sect members.

Only Ji Lu remained.

He reached out his palm, and five streams of light flew out from his chest, hovering in front of Liang Hui.

"Divine Emperor Your Majesty, the enemies are all dead, these are the treasures of the Qingheng Sect’s major legacies."

Liang Hui glanced at Ji Lu with an inscrutable look.

With a wave of his hand, he collected the five legacy treasures.

"Sect Master, you may leave as well, I will handle the following matters," he said.

As Ji Lu left, Liang Hui was left alone on the spot.

Watching the bustling crowd and the solitary tiger, Liang Hui casually found a secluded spot.

After setting up his defenses, he sat down cross-legged.

At the same time, a graceful figure appeared in front of him.

Dressed in a green robe, her face was perfect and without flaw, her eyes cool but seemingly able to embrace all things.

"Divine Emperor, are you going to curse-kill all of the Qingheng Sect again? Such a large-scale curse-kill, even for me, would be very exhausting to calculate," she said.

Liang Hui reached out, fiddling with five different artifacts, but did not immediately answer.

Instead, he asked softly, "You should have seen it just now, the creatures above the East Sea have not been completely eradicated, there are some that slipped through."

"It is not that I want to exterminate everyone without exception, but that demon stayed in the Qingheng Sect for not a short time, and to avoid remnants, it must be done."

Qing Tian’s brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes as she sat directly opposite the young man.

"I did not wish to destroy the East Sea and cut off all retreats," she said.

"But it’s because I lack the power, being ultimately separated out. I can influence the world, but I cannot force the world to self-destruct."

"I understand, which is why we must make our utmost effort to clear away the traces of the Heavenly Demon Realm and delay its arrival," he said.

"I need time, whether it is to unite the world, establish the Divine Court, root out internal traitors, or eradicate hordes of fiends, it all requires enough time."

Liang Hui took out some fruit from his chest and bit into it, his gaze fixed on Qing Tian.

A moment later, Qing Tian nodded her head.

"Alright, let’s begin," she said.

Liang Hui swallowed the remainder of the fruit in his hand with one gulp.

The five artifacts he played with also rose into the air, hovering in front of the young man.

At the same time, the Flowing Light Bell emerged from his hair, taking its place above the artifacts.

"Let’s begin!"