I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 259 - 16 Provocation, Slay Me?

Chapter 259: Chapter 16 Provocation, Slay Me?

Qing Cheng chuckled softly and strode forward.

Liang Hui and Kung Fan followed quickly.

In less than a few minutes, two demons and one human had already arrived in front of the tall, jade-colored palace, whose doors alone were over a hundred meters tall.

The two demons and the human walked shoulder to shoulder, entering the palace with long strides.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The crisp sound of footsteps echoed unusually clearly in the silent palace, as gazes from both sides focused on them.

When they saw Kung Fan and Qing Cheng, those scrutinizing gazes became somewhat restrained, but the looks toward Liang Hui were unabashedly appraising.

Hmph!

A cold snort sounded, like thunder.

Figure after figure, as though struck by lightning, retracted their gazes, daring not to spy casually anymore.

After dealing with those prying eyes, Liang Hui then looked towards the woman in white sitting in the main seat.

She, too, was curiously sizing him up.

Hoo Xia’s expression was gentle, her face smiling, as she pointed to the two front seats.

"Brother Kung, Brother Qing, please take a seat."

"This one..."

"I am called Yue Chan."

"Brother Yue, please take a seat as well."

Liang Hui nodded and sat next to Kung Fan, looking at the long table in front of him and the various treasure fruits laid upon it.

He didn’t sample any, instead surveying the group of demons within the palace.

Nine-headed Lions, Serpents, Azure Hawks...

It wasn’t until a silver-haired youth appeared in his field of view that the corners of Liang Hui’s mouth lifted.

’Found him!’

He closed his eyes, cultivating his demeanor, waiting for the meeting to start.

As time passed, figures arrived in the palace one after another and, under Hoo Xia’s arrangements, took their seats.

More and more demons gathered, yet there was no sound, adding to the gravity of the situation.

Suddenly, a dull voice resounded in the palace.

"Brother Kung, you too have come from the East for the meeting—have you seen our younger brother?" a White Tiger lying on a cushion asked, looking up at Kung Fan.

Kung Fan’s brow furrowed slightly; he certainly knew where that White Tiger had gone, but how could he possibly speak of it now.

"I have not..."

"I ate him!"

A jesting whisper echoed through the palace.

Liang Hui’s closed eyes abruptly opened, looking at the stunned White Tiger opposite him; his arm reached forward, hand propping up his chin.

"The taste was quite acceptable."

Boom!

A sky-high killing intent surged on the tiger’s form, its tiger eyes filled with explosive murderous intent.

The reclining beast stood up, its massive head turning towards Hoo Xia in the main seat.

"Your Highness, does the decree you once issued still hold?"

"Against the Human Race we stand united, those who kill their own kind will be executed!"

At the same time, all members of the Demon Tribe turned their gaze to the delicate figure in the main seat, awaiting her decision.

Would she offend the Peacock and Flood Dragon clans, or uphold the rules she had once established?

"Of course it still holds," Hoo Xia said solemnly, affirming the White Tiger’s question with her serious expression.

At that moment, the previously silent Qing Cheng suddenly spoke:

"I have only just met Yue Chan."

Kung Fan opened his mouth but seemed unsure of what to say.

Brother Yue had been too rash; discussing such matters of killing one’s own kin was not something one did in such a setting.

At this moment, Hoo Xia turned her gaze to the silver-haired youth in the front row, her red lips parting slightly: "Howling Moon clan, what is your intention?"

Clearly, she had already seen through Liang Hui’s lineage, or rather, Liang Hui had never hidden it.

The silver-haired youth stood up and bowed to Hoo Xia.

He expressed his apologies to the White Tiger sitting beside him: "Brother Bai, the Howling Moon clan will give your younger brother an explanation."

"I hope so, otherwise many of our clan elders won’t hesitate to personally visit An Yue City," the White Tiger retorted coldly, lying back down on his cushion.

Only then did the silver-haired youth turn his gaze to Liang Hui.

"I have never seen you in our clan’s territory; you must be from that secluded corner of the mountain range."

"You demons never recognize nobility, nor understand the mandate of heaven, frustrating demon hearts."

"The situation has come to this, come out, I will personally escort you to reincarnation."

Ha!

The youth chuckled lightly, lowered his arm, stood up, and walked towards the center of the palace.

As the two of them arrived at the center of the palace, the already somber atmosphere grew even heavier.

The silver-haired young man looked at the figure before him, a touch of regret flashing deep in his eyes.

Taking a step forward, a faint silver glow enveloped his body.

"You can walk with the Royal Clan, so you must be quite skilled, such a pity."

"You don’t look like a wolf at all,"

Liang Hui said softly, striding forward, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Instead, you’re like a dog!"

Boom!

Endless Moonlight Essence enveloped the palace, blurring the vision of all beings.

They could only vaguely see the two figures in the center, colliding with each other like lightning.

One figure fell straight down.

Hoo Xia, sitting in the main seat, had a solemn look in her eyes as she waved her hand.

The Moonlight Essence gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

What appeared in the sight of the many members of the Demon Tribe was a figure in a red robe, holding a severed head.

Drops of blood trickled down the silver hair of the head, falling to the ground, the body already vanished from sight.

"Useless!" White Tiger cursed under his breath.

The words of the silver-haired youth had just now seemed so confident, yet in an instant, he had his head taken.

Thump!

A muffled sound echoed.

Liang Hui swung his arm and threw the head in front of Hoo Xia.

All the demons looked at the majestic figure as if he were a madman.

Was he provoking the two great Imperial Families?

"I’ve heard of your ban, but I don’t think someone who relies on the shade of ancestors is worthy to command me."

"How dare you!"

"Arrogance! This is His Highness, how dare you insult him like this."

"With a single word from you, the Howling Moon clan will surely pay the price."

...

Angry curses came from all around.

Liang Hui’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at the woman in white sitting in the highest seat.

"Useless? Are you referring to me?" Hoo Xia slowly stood up, her voice calm, having never heard such an insult in her life before.

An aura that could shake the heavens and earth emerged and burst forth.

The palace and the mountains trembled, as if they would fracture at any moment.

"Defeated by the Human Race, fleeing in disgrace to this place, and even summoning many from the Demon Tribe to attack together, aren’t you just useless?"

As Liang Hui’s words ended, the many members of the Demon Tribe sitting around shifted their expressions.

Rising to arms to this extent for a mere member of the Human Race, they each harbored their own dissatisfaction.

They also started to scrutinize the strength of Hoo Xia.

It’s just that no one wanted to be the first to speak out, but now it seemed someone was willing to take that role.

But who was pulling the strings behind the scenes?

Qing Cheng? Or Kung Fan?

Many from the Demon Tribe unconsciously started sizing up the two figures at the forefront.

Even Hoo Xia was no exception, glancing at the two figures next to her, before turning her gaze back to Liang Hui.

Taking a step forward, a divine halo appeared around her, rising and falling, as if a deity had descended.

"Whether you are incited by demons or just arrogant and ignorant, you shall be slain here and now!"

A jade hand, wrapped in divine light, reached out and pressed down fiercely towards the youth.

Liang Hui’s eyes were calm as he shook off the bloodstain on his fingertip, then raised his hand.

A real and solid full moon appeared in his palm.

The faint silver light scattered throughout the palace, bringing the unique coolness of moonlight.

With a push from his feet, he turned into a beam of light, propelling the full moon forward to charge at the deity-like woman.

In the shocked eyes of the demons, he clashed against the woman who seemed like a goddess.