I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 287 - 42: We are willing to follow Your Majesty to forge the Divine Dynasty.

Chapter 287: Chapter 42: We are willing to follow Your Majesty to forge the Divine Dynasty.

"You? Recreate the human world."

Even though he found himself in a perilous situation, the Lord of Wuzai City still raised his arm, pointing at the young man opposite him.

His eyes were filled with a strange emotion, as if he were looking at a madman.

He acknowledged that the young man was extremely powerful.

But the idea of unifying the fragmented world once again, how could it be possible?

The powerful clans, millennium-old sects, ten-thousand-year families, and ghosts from the underworld, how could they agree?

This chaotic human world was precisely the scene all beings wished to witness.

Liang Hui extended his palm, brushing off the dust adhering to the wolf fur, his expression serious.

"Apart from me, who else in the human world could accomplish such a great feat?"

"Now, gather all the forces within the city to discuss the establishment of the dynasty."

"Ah... you... I, a dynasty."

The Lord of Wuzai City pointed at himself and then at the young man, his mind in turmoil.

"In an hour, all the forces of Wuzai City must come to the City Lord’s Mansion."

"If you can’t do it, then go and die."

"Let’s start now."

Liang Hui withdrew his hand and walked towards the room where the Scriptures were kept.

He had successfully entered the dream the moment he made contact with the Lord of Wuzai City and had obtained relatively detailed information.

The place in the City Lord’s Mansion where the Scriptures were stored was naturally within his grasp as well.

The eyes of the Lord of Wuzai City dimmed as he watched the young man’s retreating figure.

Then, his gaze swept over the nine corpses surrounding him.

’With such actions, there isn’t a hint of the appearance of a ruler, yet he dares to dream of recreating the heavens and earth.’

No matter how much dissatisfaction, murderous intent, and scheming he held in his heart, thinking of the other’s overwhelmingly strong power brought him back to his senses instantly.

He began to send people to clean up the corpses on the ground, summon servants, and notify all the major forces within the city.

The night grew darker.

The main hall of the City Lord’s Mansion was the only place that remained lit; everywhere else was plunged into darkness.

"Cheng Lao Ge, may I know why you’ve suddenly summoned us all? What’s the matter?" a hearty voice came from outside the hall.

Immediately after, a burly man dressed in a blue tight-fitting outfit walked into the main hall.

The stout man looked at the Lord sitting at the front of the left side, his eyes questioning.

"Wait! A very important person has come to Wuzai City."

The Lord’s brow furrowed slightly as he responded.

Then, he fell silent once more.

Time passed.

Figures of various appearances streamed into the main hall and took their seats on both sides.

All the forces that had a voice in Wuzai City were summoned by the Lord.

A total of thirty-four people, not one more, not one less.

But as more people arrived, the quietness of the main hall was shattered.

Noisy chattering kept drifting in.

"Lord, you summoned us here saying a great figure has come. May I know which great figure it is that requires us to wait here for such a long time?" a woman draped in light gauze, with a delicate and pretty face, voiced her discontent.

"Indeed, we arrived early and have been waiting here for half an hour. There are many matters to attend to back in the gang," said the lean middle-aged man sitting next to her in a deep voice.

"Matters concerning the important figure, it’s not up to me..."

Tap! Tap!

The crisp sound of footsteps interrupted the Lord’s words.

A figure clad in a blue robe emerged from a side door.

Each step that landed was like the beating of a war drum, making the more than thirty people present feel as if their hearts were about to explode.

Huff~ Huff~ Huff~

Heavy breathing echoed continuously throughout the main hall.

They struggled to breathe, desperate for oxygen like fish out of water, longing to survive.

Tap!

As the final step landed, Liang Hui took seat in the main position on the high platform.

Only then did everyone’s hearts begin to calm down.

"I had the Lord of Wuzai City gather you all here because there is something I must announce," he said bluntly, without offering any explanation for his tardiness.

"I wonder, what matter would require the senior to summon all of us? We will certainly do our utmost to assist," responded the crowd.

The first arrival from Great Han, disregarding the fact his body had not yet recovered, immediately made his stance clear.

Liang Hui’s eyes were cold and stern as he swept his gaze over the crowd, each person displaying different expressions.

Moments later, he spoke directly.

"Establish the dynasty, recreate heaven and earth."

"Collect the Scriptures, return them to the Imperial Court."

"Ah????"

In an instant, the entire main hall fell silent, everyone staring blankly at the young man on the high platform.

"My... lord, could you repeat that? We did not hear you clearly."

"Establish the dynasty, recreate heaven and earth."

At that moment, everyone could hear the seriousness in the young man’s voice.

They looked at each other, astonishment evident in their eyes.

Then they turned their attention to the City Lord.

However, the City Lord of Wuzai City remained calm, his true thoughts inscrutable to the crowd.

"May I ask, sir, how much land does the dynasty you wish to establish cover, and how many cities does it possess?"

The woman draped in light gauze, her beautiful face no longer seductive as usual, looked at him scrutinizingly.

"A territory of a thousand miles, one city," Liang Hui said as he stretched out his hand and lightly tapped on the armrest, not concealing anything.

At this point, the woman also seemed to realize something, a hint of sarcasm crossing her face.

"The land of a thousand miles and one city that you speak of, it wouldn’t happen to be the thousand miles around Wuzai City, would it?"

As the woman’s voice trailed off, everyone’s gaze shifted to Liang Hui, waiting for his reply.

Liang Hui’s lips curled into a smile as he scanned the crowd, then nodded.

Boom!

The main hall erupted into chaos, a clamor rising.

How could they stake their fortunes and lives to follow a stranger in his mere play?

Indeed, in their eyes, it was nothing more than a game, but they were just tools to be played with.

It was known that the Great Qian Dynasty had been unchallenged through the ages, and in the upheavals of the past four years, no force dared to declare themselves emperor, not to mention a king.

If he wanted to die, he shouldn’t drag them down with him.

The noise gradually unified into a single voice.

"We disagree!" Thirty-four people looked steadfastly at the young man on the main seat, one after another.

Although the opponent was strong, it was not as if he could kill them all, regardless of whether they were a match for him.

Not to mention, should they perish, the ensuing riots from their followers and disciples could destroy Wuzai City.

Liang Hui’s expression remained unchanged as he stood up.

It seemed they had misunderstood one thing, he was not negotiating, but informing.

He reached out his hand, pointing to the right.

"This way."

"What do you mean this..."

In the next moment, the young man’s figure had already vanished from the spot.

Bang! x17

Seventeen bodies on the right side of the main hall exploded, blood and bone splattering everywhere.

In an instant, the main hall was drenched in red, staining the garments of the people on the left side.

Drip, drop! Drip, drop!

The sound of blood dripping down the walls.

The young man slowly turned around, his robe as pristine as before, yet this cleanliness invoked a primal fear in the remaining people.

This was a madman!

His actions, devoid of any logic.

"I wish to establish a dynasty and stabilise the world. Will you follow?"

"My lord, I am from the Lotus Flower Tower, and behind us there is..."

Smack!

The lovely head of the woman exploded outright, like a split fruit.

"No more nonsense." Liang Hui took out a brocade cloth, wiping the blood from the back of his hand.

The lanky middle-aged man beside the woman immediately collapsed to the ground, crying out with all his might.

"The Soaring Eagle Gang and its ten thousand followers are willing to follow you, my lord, to establish the dynasty."

Following the sturdy man’s kneeling, the remaining people finally came back to their senses.

Trembling, they looked at the young man.