I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 286 - 41 Liang Hui: Extending Righteousness to All Living Beings

Chapter 286: Chapter 41 Liang Hui: Extending Righteousness to All Living Beings

But how to put it?

The few cultivation techniques obtained were equivalent to the ones contributed by Bai Ye, the lowest-level cultivation techniques, nothing noteworthy.

However, getting information about this realm was somewhat useful for Liang Hui.

At least he knew where to go next to recover the fastest and gain more cultivation knowledge.

Wuzai City, the heart within a thousand miles, where a large number of practitioners gathered.

There, he would certainly be able to obtain more detailed intelligence and more cultivation knowledge.

He halted the stream of thoughts in his mind.

Liang Hui strode toward the direction of Wuzai City.

Along the way, he practiced boxing, hunted beasts and bandits, his strength increasing continuously.

His deep red blood had turned golden, and with a swing of his arm, the air would explode instantly.

And the more people he encountered, the deeper Liang Hui’s understanding of the Guangxi Realm became, and the bolder his ideas grew.

This world seemed to have been spoiled by the abundant spiritual energy.

After all, stepping into cultivation and refining a strand of spiritual energy was equivalent to ten days of arduous practice, and climbing realms was relatively easy.

In such an environment, the cultivators who grew up were naturally not outstanding.

’I seem to be able to directly devour the human world.’ Liang Hui stood on a rock, looking at the huge city that appeared and disappeared in the distance, his gaze burning with passion.

But the young man did not leave; instead, he stood still, seemingly waiting for something.

One minute!

Ten minutes!

One hour!

At the edge of the earth, a short figure stumbled towards this place.

Bang!

The short figure fell, struggled for a moment, then stood up again.

He kept falling and getting up, until he was a hundred meters from Liang Hui, when he fell again.

This time he fell.

For a long time, a very long time, he did not get up.

The lifeforce that was already like a flickering flame in the wind seemed to have scattered completely.

Night fell, and Liang Hui still stood in the same place, looking at the fallen old man.

The old man somehow started moving again; he propped himself up with his arms and crawled to Liang Hui’s feet little by little.

"What is it? Speak," the young man said indifferently, looking down at the old man beneath his feet.

"Benefactor, I seek to follow the Way; I wish to vanquish all bandits," the old man said in a weak voice, uttering what ninety-nine percent of the people in this world would find laughable.

An old man nearing the end of his life, a mere mortal with poor aptitude, uttering such an embarrassingly grandiose statement.

On what basis? Sheer will?

Liang Hui’s expression did not change as he took a deep look at the old man.

He turned around!

And walked towards Wuzai City.

The old man’s eyes showed a gray desolation as he lay motionless on the ground.

"I’m very curious, can you crawl to Wuzai City?"

"If you can, I’ll take you as an apprentice, teach you the Way!"

A gentle breeze blew, causing the old man’s withered white hair to flutter, a sliver of hope hidden within the despair.

Liang Hui ran swiftly, heading for Wuzai City.

As for the words he had just left behind, he did not believe the old man could accomplish it.

With the old man’s decrepit body, taking one step could mean death; crawling ten miles to Wuzai City was nearly impossible.

If he really could do it, what harm was there in taking him as an apprentice?

The desire to live, so strong, could not be too bad after stepping onto the path of cultivation.

In less than ten minutes, Liang Hui had already arrived in front of the city gates.

He stepped forward, ignoring the crowd queuing to enter the city and went straight into the city.

"Sir, please wait..."

Slap!

A scar-faced soldier in iron armor firmly held back the soldier who wanted to step forward to ask questions.

"My lord, please come in!" the scar-faced soldier said with respectful demeanor.

The presence of the young man before him was simply not that of an ordinary folk.

In the face of such a person, one wrong word and the whole family could lose their lives.

Liang Hui glanced at the iron-armored soldier and then walked toward the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion.

The streets were exceptionally bustling, with the cries of the hawkers and the noise of the teahouses painting a picture of a flourishing age.

However, beyond the city, the land for a thousand miles was strewn with starved corpses, some resorting to cannibalism.

He took unhurried steps forward, his pace leisurely.

The closer he got to the City Lord’s Mansion, the fewer people there were around.

Until there were no more idlers on the streets.

Around the City Lord’s Mansion, soldiers clad in armor stood guard everywhere, accompanied by patrolling guards.

"This is a critical area of Wuzai City, all unrelated personnel, leave immediately."

"Otherwise, kill!" The cold rebuke came from the patrolling soldier in front of him.

Before another word could be said, a fair hand had already crossed the space and pressed on the soldier’s head.

Bang!

The soldier’s head exploded on the spot, blood and bone scattering to the ground.

In an instant, the entire area within a kilometer of the City Lord’s Mansion fell into silence.

"Rebel, die!"

"Kill him."

"Chop off his limbs."

Sounds of rage roared, mixed with the clashing of armor, coming from all directions.

One figure after another, wielding spears, swords, and blades, charged at Liang Hui.

The young man’s expression was indifferent as he walked forward, his fists swinging casually.

Every punch he threw, no matter the strength of the opponent, turned them into a mush that spread across the streets.

In just a moment, Liang Hui had reached the entrance of the City Lord’s Mansion, with flesh and armor behind him mixing into a scene resembling hell on earth.

Yet the young man in black wolf skin was as clean as ever, not a speck of blood on him.

His hand reached out and pushed open the door.

Creak~

As the door opened, it revealed one after another powerful figure, Spiritual Energy erupting from their bodies, clearly practitioners of the Way.

Ten in total, nine stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing up at the young man ascending the steps.

A middle-aged man with a dignified face, dressed in the unique yellow official robe of the Dagan Dynasty, stood at the back.

"Esteemed Daoist Brother, may I know if Wuzai City has offended you in any way? If so, I will surely make amends."

Liang Hui tilted his head slightly, waving his hand to flick off the blood on his fingernails.

"City Lord?"

"That is me."

"Understood. Once I’ve cleaned up the riffraff, we’ll have a proper talk."

"You say..."

Boom!

Liang Hui slammed his foot on the ground, the booming sound cutting off the middle-aged man’s words.

In a flash, a slender figure had traversed space to appear before the nine individuals.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His palms stretched flat, punching out three times in an instant.

The upper bodies of the nine figures who stood shoulder to shoulder exploded, the spurting blood painting the City Lord’s body red.

The only surviving City Lord stood there dumbfounded, looking at the nine corpses in front of him, unable to utter a sound.

These were not nine ordinary soldiers, but nine experts who had opened their Spirit Apertures and stepped onto the path of cultivation, all slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

Liang Hui came before the middle-aged man, pointing at two clean stone chairs inside the courtyard.

"Sit, let’s talk."

"You’re not killing me, just to talk?" The middle-aged man, looking at the nine corpses, spoke with disbelief in his voice.

"Sit!" Liang Hui’s tone grew heavier, he went to sit by the stone chair and sat down directly.

The City Lord of Wuzai, suppressing the thought of fleeing, shakily sat down opposite Liang Hui.

"Sir, what do you want? Whatever Wuzai City has, it shall be procured for you."

Liang Hui did not respond, instead he looked up at the sky, his expression inscrutable.

"The world has been in turmoil for four years, with countless lives lost and the blood of ordinary people soaking the earth, and the once bustling twilight has turned into emptiness."

"Only death, war, and murder remain in the human world, all that is beautiful is being destroyed."

The young man lowered his head, looking directly into the City Lord’s eyes, speaking word for word.

"I wish to extend great justice to the common people, stabilize the land and rivers, and recreate heaven and earth."

’By the way, consume the human world’s countless years of heritage, and then decide the fate of the Three Realms.’

Of course, this last sentence, Liang Hui only whispered in his heart.