I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 257 - 14 The taste is good, eat you

Chapter 257: Chapter 14 The taste is good, eat you

The youth let out a light laugh.

The Golden Battle Sword on his back trembled slightly, overflowing with murderous intent.

Whoosh!

The battle sword swept across the sky.

At this moment, the murderous intent between heaven and earth was startling; sword radiance surged upward as if countless volcanoes were erupting.

Above the sky, sharp Golden Battle Swords were everywhere, swallowing and spitting out brilliant sword radiance, resembling a sea of swords.

Accompanied by Liang Hui’s advancing figure, it shot out with a boom.

The vastness of the heavens and the earth, where only the boundless Sword Qi existed, and nothing else.

Mountains and rivers turned to ash, space burst open, and the pitch-black void spread.

The Immortal Crane shattered amidst its mournful cries, and the remaining half of Wu Yi’s limbs flailed desperately, splattering blood and flesh, unable to escape the inevitable end.

Only a graceful shadow became ethereal and blurred, as if it did not exist in this world, crossing the vast Sword Qi and disappearing into the horizon.

"An illusion?" Liang Hui frowned slightly, reaching out his palm, grasping the descending Golden Battle Sword, and looking towards the fleeing figure.

He quickly collected the remains of the centipede from the ground.

He turned around!

Racing towards the distance while beginning to conceal and change his own aura.

If the Howling Moon Mountain Range contained only these young demons, Liang Hui wouldn’t mind playing with them, but with the deaths of Peng Hong and that centipede.

It would inevitably bring forth the older generation to investigate and hunt him down; the Demon Tribe would not play any games of fairness with him.

In his flight, dark green Demon Qi spread over his body, and strands of silver fur appeared on his arms.

Savage and demonic.

Trees, rocks, and rivers continuously passed by in his field of vision.

After about half a day of running, Liang Hui stopped in front of a hill, hollowed out the mountain, and created a space.

On the soft earthen ground, the youth sat cross-legged, with tendrils of Demon Qi falling around him like a demon fiend.

Two rings floated out from his chest, hovering in front of him.

These were the spoils Liang Hui had gathered after killing two demon prodigies.

He projected his consciousness into them, finding Demon Tribe Scriptures, various treasures of heaven and earth, and some fragmented pieces that could be used for entering dreams, piled up like mountains in the storage space.

He casually picked up a scripture and began to leaf through it.

In the silent space, only the sound of flipping pages could be heard.

One after another, he picked up scripture books and then placed them on the ground, the cultivation system of the Demon Tribe fully exposed before him.

After the great demon comes the Demon Spirit, this realm mainly focuses on excavating the Remnant Souls of ancestors in the bloodline to gain strength from them.

After that is the Demon General, who can contend with the divine veins and Primordial Spirit of powerful demons.

Beyond the Demon General is the Demon King, but the scriptures do not contain precise cultivation methods for this level.

The path of the Demon Cultivator was clearly set out before the youth, with its advantages dissected bit by bit.

The sun set, and the moon rose, another day passed.

Liang Hui had also gone through all the scriptures and miscellaneous books in the storage rings.

He had learned the cultivation techniques of the various realms of the Demon Race and gained a general understanding of the powers within the Heavenly Demon Realm.

...

Within the Divine Court.

A vague figure sat cross-legged on a cushion, with a sky-blue Little Tower floating before him, continuously conveying the sounds of worship from countless creatures and spirits.

The tightly closed eyes suddenly sprang open, the head tilted slightly towards the direction of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

A hint of a smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"It seems that the original plan must change; I appear to have a better choice now."

...

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Howling Moon Mountain Range.

Another two days had passed.

Liang Hui had already recovered from his injuries and had dreamt of the Demon Realm to sense the various realms of Demon Cultivators.

He had also adjusted his body to its optimal state, ready to break through.

The youth sat on the ground, taking out a bloodline crystal from the Howling Moon Giant Wolf and swallowing it in one gulp.

Then, he began to mobilize the bloodline within his body, absorbing the same kind of bloodline from the crystal.

The silver-blooded lineage became increasingly thick and dazzling; the Demon Qi contained within swelled enormously.

Suddenly, the blood seemed to freeze, as a howling resonated within the teenager’s mind.

Thereafter, the blood circulated rapidly, even boiling.

Crack! Crack!

The skin began to fissure and continuously flake away, with new skin forming in its place.

Strength, speed, and Demon Qi all increased tenfold.

"Is this what it means to be a great demon? Strong enough to fight with those who have completed the blood exchange and even surpass many."

Liang Hui stretched out his palm, feeling the surge in strength and let out a light sigh.

He picked up the items on the ground and put away the Golden Battle Sword and long knife.

After changing into a red robe and slightly altering his appearance, he walked out.

As soon as he stepped out of the hill, Liang Hui caught a faint scent of blood and saw traces of streaking lights across the Vault of Heaven.

Suddenly, a white tiger with dual wings landed in front of Liang Hui, its tiger eyes sizing him up.

"Roar! Descendant of the Howling Moon clan."

"White Tiger, what do you want?" Liang Hui crossed his arms, his bearing haughty, and his gaze as cold as if he was appraising food.

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, White Tigers were considered a first-class tribe, much stronger than the Howling Moon clan, but what did that have to do with him?

"Your gaze is making me uncomfortable. If it weren’t for Princess Hoo Xia’s decree forbidding intra-species slaughter in pursuit of exterminating the Human Race..."

"I would swallow you whole right now, pup."

Fury filled the White Tiger’s eyes as it paced towards Liang Hui, its presence bearing down on him.

"Tell me about what’s happened during this time," Liang Hui said, walking towards the force bearing down on him, his form obscured by thick Demon Qi.

"You pup, you dare comman..."

A wolf paw instantly pierced through the Demon Qi, crossed the space, and pressed onto the tiger’s head.

Boom!

The tiger’s head was forced to the ground, and, under the immense force, a deep pit was formed.

Boom! Boom!

Liang Hui gripped the tiger’s head, smashing it three times into the pit before releasing his wolf paw.

The tiger collapsed wearily into the hole.

Stepping forward, Liang Hui planted his foot on the tiger’s head.

"I am indeed commanding you to recount the recent events. Otherwise, I don’t mind eating you," Liang Hui said, mouth agape to reveal his sharp canine teeth.

"You’re bringing catastrophe upon the Howling Moon clan, offending the White Tiger tribe, and defying Princess Hoo Xia. You’ll be held accountable one day."

"You talk too much!"

Crack! x4

With a swift motion, he kicked out, shattering the White Tiger’s limbs.

Before it could howl in agony, Liang Hui crushed its mouth and tongue with a kick.

"Roast White Tiger, I’ve heard it tastes fantastic. Just in time for a meal."

Whimper! Whimper!...

Accusing and filled with resentment, the tiger’s eyes continued to whimper.

Blood Qi spread, attempting to heal the wounds, but Liang Hui interrupted the process.

The youth’s paw reached out, summoning a cluster of silver flames. With a flick, it landed on the White Tiger.

No sooner had the flames touched the White Tiger than they fiercely expanded to envelop the entire beast.

The struggles within the flames intensified, but after a mere few breaths, they ceased altogether.

Only the sizzle of fat and the aroma of cooked meat remained.

Extending his hand through the silver flames, Liang Hui tore off a large chunk of meat and began to eat.

As soon as it was swallowed, it was rapidly digested into energy, nourishing his body.

In just a few minutes, only a large tiger skeleton remained at the scene.

Feeling the tumultuous energy within him, Liang Hui touched his slightly distended belly, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It falls short of Heavenly Roc meat, but the taste is quite decent."