I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 307 - 61 Endless Space-Time, The Peacock

Chapter 307: Chapter 61 Endless Space-Time, The Peacock

And that feeling of disgust was instantly perceived by Liang Hui.

The young man’s gaze was profound as he reached out his hand to grasp the Human Emperor Banner, feeling the smooth warmth that came from his palm.

"I am going to the Yin Court, the matters of the human world, I will trouble you and Su Yao."

"Mm."

Tang Tang nodded.

She detected the youth’s unusual behavior but did not ask anything.

Liang Hui waved his hand, signaling the woman to leave and continue overseeing the expedition.

Once the palace was left with only the youth.

A step taken, the next instant, he vanished within the palace.

The Yin Court.

Once a forbidden zone for the living and a paradise for the departed.

However, with the invasion of the Demon Emperor four years ago and the fall of King Yama, everything began to change.

The once-symbol of reincarnation, the Yin Court, was already in ruins, and countless ghosts and gods died in the successive upheavals, nine out of ten perished.

Even though the Human Emperor had re-established order in the human world, the light of peace did not shine fully upon this land.

The remnants of the Demon Tribe stirred up trouble, the remaining ghosts and spirits lurked and spied from dark corners, and the warriors from the human world continually waged wars that reached the heavens.

A vast number of souls and resentful ghosts scattered across the land of the Yin Court, either being devoured or absorbed by stronger souls.

But at this moment, countless beings in the land of the Yin Court felt an indescribable force rising from the Vault of Heaven.

The dim sky was occupied by a golden radiance in an instant, Qi-Blood filled the heavens and the earth.

Hidden ghosts and gods, the remnants of the Demon Tribe, and even the strong warriors of the Divine Dynasty who were conducting punitive expeditions, all stopped their actions.

They looked at the sky with grave expressions, feeling the indescribable power.

"Human Emperor!!!"

Whether it was hate or fear, confusion emerged in their hearts.

They stood dumbly in place, waiting for fate’s judgment.

A golden sun, holy, blazing, and domineering.

The moment it appeared, it incinerated the resentful ghosts that fled all about.

Under wails of grief, dark ghostly fog continuously rose from the earth.

The golden sun lingered only briefly before moving toward a direction.

Soul Snatching Valley.

Four monks clad in light yellow robes surrounded a youth, sitting on the ground, continuously chanting Scriptures.

Countless Buddha Lights rose from the four of them, enveloping a hundred thousand li of valleys.

As for the youth who was trapped, his appearance was rebellious, his stature lofty, and his five-colored long hair draped over his shoulders.

But as the Buddha Light covered him, the arrogance in his eyes slowly transformed into compassion.

However, the moment the great sun moved, the expressions on the four monks’ faces changed, even their chanting becoming chaotic and uncertain.

The compassion in the Peacock King’s eyes also dissipated greatly in an instant.

"Screech!"

"Bald donkeys, what are you afraid of?"

"Is it because your Human Emperor is coming?"

The voice laced with mockery came from the mouth of the Peacock King.

It completely woke from the conversion.

"Let me guess, given his dislike for demons, he definitely won’t let you live."

It reached out its hand, smoothing the wrinkles on its sleeve, straightening up at the waist, its face bearing a sneer.

It gazed at the four monks, pronouncing each word distinctly:

"And your Human Emperor once killed my offspring, meaning he and I have a deadly feud."

Boom!

The monks’ faces changed drastically, killing intent shooting straight to the Vault of Heaven, bereft of any compassion.

"Evil beast, die!"

The four monks adopted a Vajra Devil-Subduing stance, their eyes wide with fury.

Endless Buddha Light intertwined with roars, merging into an enormous palm, descending toward the valley.

Mountains were obliterated, the earth tore apart, rivers evaporated.

The Buddha Light, meant to deliver all beings, seemed poised to destroy the world.

Even the Peacock King, standing tall, could not help but bend under the pressure.

But at this moment, the Peacock King couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.

The golden sun had arrived!

"Cease."

A plain voice overshadowed the roar of collapsing mountains and even the Demon King’s manic laughter, reaching everyone’s ears.

Lacking any visible force, it caused all assaults to come to an abrupt halt.

The four monks stood up, bowing deeply.

"Your Majesty, we did not know this evil creature would be so defiant."

"We are at fault."

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, gazing at the four monks and the demon.

The wide robes fluttered with the rolling Qi-Blood.

"Golden Maple Temple, sealed for a hundred years."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The four monks bowed again, filled with gratitude.

They had already prepared to die.

After all, the methods of the Human Emperor for unifying the human world were too explosive, too cruel.

Unexpectedly, they could live.

Following this, Liang Hui turned his gaze to the Peacock King, scrutinizing the Demon King intently.

’Just as I thought, cultivating the Five Elements.’

The young man murmured in his heart, vaguely understanding why he felt such intrinsic revulsion.

Peacock? Five Elements?

It seemed that in the vast multiverse, throughout infinite time and space, that peacock might really exist.

And it also appeared to be in opposition to his future self, or rather, a rival on the path of cultivation.

With this deduction, the future’s fog seemed to dissipate somewhat.

Meanwhile, the Peacock King’s eyes lost their arrogance and took on a solemn gravity.

His body emitted a five-colored mist, smoothing out the dust on his robes.

"Qingcang, Human Emperor!"

"You have destroyed everything of my tribe."

Each word was chilling to the bone, laden with a full measure of murderous intent.

"Heh!"

The young man chuckled softly.

A hand emerged from his sleeve, and an ethereal figure appeared behind him.

It was a demon with the body of a human and the tail of a serpent, its white jade-like hand extending slowly.

"Now that you’ve seen the Demon Emperor, bow down!"

An indescribable mighty force crushed the Vault of Heaven, setting off waves of sonic booms.

Yet in the Peacock King’s vision, a seemingly normal hand had already filled his entire field of view.

In the sky and on the ground, throughout the wilderness, not a single place to hide, no sliver of hope for life.

Ah!

He desperately mobilized the remaining demonic power within his body.

The five-colored brilliance turned into a torrential river, surging fiercely, aiming straight for the Vault of Heaven.

Snap!

Like a popped balloon.

The five-colored river was instantly extinguished.

The pale hand crossed through space, landing on the Peacock King’s head.

All struggle and screaming came to an abrupt end in that instant.

The Peacock King, staring blankly, saw that the Vault of Heaven hadn’t moved an inch throughout.

"So it turns out, the Demon Emperor’s palm is this powerful."

The moment his words fell.

The figure had already toppled over, becoming a kilometer-sized peacock corpse.

The feathers on the body, even in death, still radiated a colorful halo of light.

Liang Hui scooped up with his palm.

The colossal body continually shrank, drifting into his grasp.

Sensing the Five Elements’ Dao rhythm emitted from the feathers, bones, and flesh.

The young man’s lips curved slightly.

Excellent material for artifact creation, he had been planning to forge a pair of gauntlets recently.

He pocketed the peacock corpse.

Liang Hui’s gaze dropped, glancing at the four monks.

He turned around!

And took steps toward the distance.

His figure vanished into thin air.

Huff~

The four monks breathed heavily.

The Human Emperor’s aura just now was truly terrifying.

Even as four peak human world powerhouses, they felt like small boats amidst the waves.

At any moment, they could capsize and be destroyed.

"Senior brother, shall we now return?"

A middle-aged looking monk looked at an emaciated old monk, his expression filled with fear.

Behind him, the two other monks wore similar looks.

The old monk placed his palms together, his face a mix of reverence and compassion, bowing in the direction the Human Emperor had left.

"Your Majesty, merciful!"

"Let’s return, and seal the temple for a hundred years."