I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 246 - 3: The Nine Layers of Foundation Establishment

Chapter 246: Chapter 3: The Nine Layers of Foundation Establishment

Liang Hui extended his hand, took the package that was handed to him, and slung it on his back again.

The man in the green shirt pointed to a youngster standing behind the red-clothed Great Han.

"Follow!"

He took big strides toward the direction of the city.

A ripple stirred in the depths of Liang Hui’s eyes; he was finally about to witness the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

He tightened his grip on the package and hastened his steps to follow behind the man in the green shirt,

Jiang Qi, who stood behind the red-clothed Great Han, also dragged his weary body and jogged to catch up.

The figures of three people, two leading and one following, gradually disappeared at the entrance of the valley.

"Do you have any regrets?" the red-clothed Great Han asked, turning his gaze to the youngster at his side.

"Xiao Qi’s aptitude is far superior to mine; as a cultivator, he can go much farther."

"Farther?"

The red-clothed Great Han’s face showed self-mockery as he looked towards that last city of the Human Race—Silver Rock City.

Within the city,

Liang Hui and Jiang Qi walked along the streets, observing the city.

It was empty and silent; even if there were people passing by, they did so in a hurry.

There were no shops or street vendors in sight.

Apart from the houses colored in ashen green, there was nothing else.

"Silver Rock City, our last resting place; when I was young it had a population of one hundred thousand, now I’m not sure if even ten thousand remains,"

sighed the man in the green shirt, walking at the front, full of desolation.

’So, it has already perished!’ Liang Hui murmured to himself, drawing his conclusion.

In such a situation, perishing or not, there’s practically no difference anymore.

"Master Zhou, Silver Rock City will surely flourish once again," Jiang Qi said, his expression steadfast.

"Ha!"

A hint of scorn appeared on the face of the man in the green shirt.

The youth behind him had no idea what the Human Race was facing, did he?

It was against the heavens, the earth, the entire world!

He had already come to understand that it would be enough if their tribe did not perish during their generation.

Meanwhile, Liang Hui kept observing his surroundings and did not join their conversation.

It was a quiet journey, and soon, the three of them arrived at a pavilion.

Only then did the number of people nearby start to increase.

There were burly men, women with delicate figures, and elders with an extraordinary aura...

Each one of them was followed by several young boys and girls.

These boys and girls, in both their attire and demeanor,

were clearly not comparable to the emaciated children remembered by the original owner of these memories.

One could tell at a glance that they came from good families.

At the same time, various conversations could be heard.

"I heard the beasts around the valley have increased, and there have even been sightings of demons."

"Yeah, the once in a decade hunting season..."

As the hunting season was mentioned, the talking girl’s face was filled with fear.

"Silence!"

A cold shout rang out.

The noises of the crowd instantly ceased.

An old man with grizzled hair, dressed in a yellow robe, stood at the forefront of the crowd, looking down at the people.

Behind him stood five men and women of varying appearances, each exuding a formidable aura.

Well, formidable to common folks, that is.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully sensing the auras coming from them, which were roughly at the strength of Third Layer Internal Refining.

But even among the Third Layer, it was about the Level of Marrow Refining.

Too weak, and their auras were extremely superficial,

Before Liang Hui could ponder any further, the old man spoke again:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to set foot on the path of cultivation."

"This path is destined to be filled with sadness and blood; many of you will depart from this world earlier than an average person would."

The old man’s tone was indescribable, filled with a deep sorrow, as if he had already foreseen everyone’s death.

The five people behind him all looked the same, with eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

The elder paused for a moment, reining in his emotions.

"Now, let me begin by explaining the cultivation methods to you all, after which everyone can enter the loft to select the suitable secret cultivation texts."

"In the cultivation path of our human race, there are nine layers of Foundation Establishment. Once you surpass the sixth layer, you can form a Golden Core and battle the great demons," he stated.

"If there are nine layers of Foundation Establishment, why can you form a Golden Core at the sixth layer?" a doubtful inquiry arose from within the crowd.

The elder’s gaze became sharp as he looked toward Jiang Qi standing beside Liang Hui, his hand gently waving forward.

A pale cyan light materialized before everyone, constantly changing, forming an illustration of a human body.

Specks of starlight appeared out of thin air, following a specific path into the human figure, casting a base in the belly in an extremely profound manner.

"This is the first layer of Foundation Establishment. Essentially, the subsequent eight layers are all about continuously enhancing one’s potential, hence the potential at the sixth layer is already sufficient for us to forge a Golden Core," explained the elder, pointing to the human figure diagram.

Liang Hui, who stood among the crowd, also took on a solemn expression, his insights allowing him to perceive even more.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit—astonishingly, in this realm’s First Realm, one would begin to cultivate them together.

Unlike martial artists who cultivated each realm separately and only integrated and elevated them at the level of the Spirit Veins.

’A cultivation path with immense potential,’ Liang Hui judged the moment he saw it.

Yet such cultivation undoubtedly required a terrifying amount of resources, which explained why the human race now only had a handful of members.

"This is cultivation. You may now enter and choose the cultivation techniques suitable for yourselves," the elder said.

"Remember, you only have half an hour."

After finishing his words, the elder stepped aside to reveal the central passageway.

The crowd began to move forward, entering the loft.

Soon it was Liang Hui’s turn. He stepped forward, ready to enter.

A figure beside him quickly squeezed through toward him.

"Friend, make some room, I need to go in first for a bit of business," said a young man in splendid martial attire, with a gentle demeanor, continued speaking while moving forward.

Slap!

A fair hand landed firmly on his shoulder.

"Friend? You don’t qualify!"

Liang Hui’s palm suddenly exerted force, yanking the young man backward, causing him to collide with several figures.

"Low-life, do you know who I am? You’re courting death!" the young man who fell to one side shouted, his face no longer gentle, but instead filled with malice.

"I am Guan Can, a scion of the Guan Family."

Liang Hui abruptly stopped moving forward and didn’t continue onward.

He turned around!

Looking at the young man who was propping himself up with a hand on a pillar, a hint of reckless amusement appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He pushed through the crowd obstructing the middle.

His five fingers joined together to form a blade, directly slashing toward the young man’s throat.

The chilling intent to kill was released without any reservation.

It made the finely dressed young man turn pale, collapsing to the ground.

He intended to kill him, how could he dare to kill him.

Bang!

A crimson light screen appeared in front of Guan Can, blocking the strike.

Crack! Crack!

Lines of fractures emerged on the light screen, before it shattered loudly.

However, Liang Hui had also withdrawn his hand blade, looking down at the collapsed Guan Can with even greater amusement in his smile.

His gaze softened.

"Really lucky, don’t you think?" he said.

"Fighting is prohibited in front of the Dharma Impartation Pavilion, why break the rule?" a sharp reprimand came from behind the elder.

A woman in a tight black outfit, with a delicate and shapely figure, stepped forward, looking at Liang Hui with displeasure.

"Ha, wasn’t he trying to kill me? What’s wrong with me killing him?" Liang Hui said, glancing indifferently at the woman.

He turned around!

And walked toward the loft.

From beginning to end, he didn’t waste any words, and his actions were clean and decisive.