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Chapter 337 - 27 The Shadow in the Great Path Pearl, Found You

Chapter 337: Chapter 27 The Shadow in the Great Path Pearl, Found You

Su Yao lightly stroked the Crimson Jade Dagger, sensing the information contained within, and a smile emerged on her pretty face.

Many things, she simply devoted herself to in silence, never taking the initiative to talk about them.

Because she knew that the greatest tactic in this world’s struggles was to not compete.

I’ve given my all, and with Hui’s personality, I don’t believe that in the end, he won’t obtain the affection, power, or status he desires.

Meanwhile, the ancient zombie sitting cross-legged at the base of the stairs, absorbing the blood and flesh of living beings, narrowed its eyes at the scene before it.

However, it quickly suppressed the tumultuous emotions in its heart and closed its eyes, concentrating on sucking up the blood and flesh.

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Elsewhere.

Liang Hui left the side hall where the statues were placed and came to his usual place for closed-door cultivation.

Inside the simple palace, he sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.

With a thought, three differently colored orbs of light floated before him.

A black Remnant Pearl, a white stream of energy, and a highly chaotic stream of energy.

Liang Hui reached out his palm, grasping the Remnant Pearl, and sensed this object obtained from the Grey Mist World.

In the Boundary Sea, he had already studied it to some extent, but due to time constraints, he had only taken a cursory look.

The Remnant Pearl contained hundreds of different Great Paths, but these paths were quite rudimentary.

For him, who absorbed the outward manifestation of the Great Paths of the entire Grey Mist World, it was almost useless.

But for others, its effect was beyond imagination.

It could help them advance more quickly to the Pure Yang or Demon Emperor levels, procuring the corresponding Taoism Enlightenment.

However, he needed to confirm that the item wasn’t dangerous before he could safely allow his close friends to use it.

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed slightly as a thread of consciousness entered the Remnant Pearl.

Upon entering, he saw hundreds of small streams rushing toward him; these streams were the different Great Paths.

He walked upstream, striding towards the source.

He did not know how long he had walked when a wisp of black mist appeared before him.

This black mist, with indescribable demonic nature, merely glanced at it, and began to corrupt that strand of consciousness.

Hmph!

A cold snort.

Pure Yang Sword Light instantly cleaved down, eradicating all the encroaching Demonic Qi.

"Eh!"

"Pure Yang Sword Cultivator, creatures who walk this path are rare."

A hoarse voice came from within the black mist.

Then, the black mist quickly transformed into a figure in a black robe, with a touch of crimson between the eyebrows—an eerie young man.

The robed young man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the hundreds of Taoism Principle Rivers.

"After a dream of countless eons, the Great Path Pearl has become so damaged?"

"Junior, you have awakened me from Chaos. Whatever you desire, I can fulfill it."

The consciousness belonging to Liang Hui began to take shape.

In an instant, a figure wearing a Blue Robe and with a Taoist Sword slung at the waist appeared before the robed youth.

Liang Hui’s mouth curled into a smile, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.

"A mere Artifact Spirit with imperfect intelligence, and yet you dare feign such guises before me."

"Three sentences? If you can’t persuade me, then along with the Remnant Pearl, I will seal you forever."

Boom!

Bellowing Demonic Qi raged, filling the Remnant Pearl Space, causing the hundreds of Taoism Principle Rivers to shake and sway.

"Audacious youth, when the ancestor roamed the Boundary Sea and annihilated countless Great Realms, your forebears had not even been born."

The voice contained an anger pushed to its limits, and the Demonic Qi grew denser as if it would collapse the entire space.

Clang!

The Taoist Sword left its scabbard at a flick.

Vast Sword Qi, mixed with Pure Yang Taoism Principle, diffused recklessly.

Like a crimson sun rising in the space.

All Demonic Qi vanished in an instant, as though snow meeting the morning sun, dissipating without a trace.

Liang Hui’s expression remained indifferent, his fingers gently tapping the sword hilt.

"One sentence!"

The youth in the black robe no longer looked as untroubled as before, his face filled with violence and killing intent.

"Pure Yang Sword Cultivator, truly detestable."

"Two sentences!" Liang Hui’s hand gripped the sword hilt tightly.

If the next sentence is still nonsense, he would not hesitate to shatter the demon shadow and seal the Great Path Pearl.

At this moment, the eyes of the youth in the black robe suddenly constricted, as he sensed the determination in the other.

Hu~

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, suppressing the surging anger in his heart.

"The Boundary Sea is vast, and I know endless secrets, like the path of cultivation, like the secret history of the immortals."

"Boring!"

Clang!

The Taoist Sword was drawn from its sheath as if a great sun had exploded.

Endless brilliance filled the entire space, covering the Taoism Principle Rivers, submerging the shadow full of demonic nature.

"Youngster!"

He roared with all his might.

But he was unable to withstand it; his figure was slashed into ash.

However, in the blink of an eye, the young man in the black robe revived, but the Sword Light immediately slashed down, grinding him into dust.

Life and death cycled endlessly, without end.

"Junior, you can’t kill me," the youth in black sneered.

Even though its master had fallen, having reached a profound realm, the Taoist Instrument, by nature, was also imbued with that corresponding aura.

It was not something a little fellow could obliterate.

"Is that so?"

"Then I will kill you until the end of eternal years."

Liang Hui swung his sword to strike down, once again slaying the young man in the black robe.

At the same time, the Sword Light transformed into a prison, striking down again the moment the demon shadow emerged.

Liang Hui strode forward, sat down above the cage formed by the Sword Light, and looked down upon the demon shadow being continuously annihilated.

"Come, let’s see if you truly are immortal."

Outside the Great Path Pearl, Liang Hui gazed indifferently at the Remnant Pearl, as seals emerged, imprinting upon the Great Path Pearl.

After perceiving the consciousness within the Remnant Pearl, he decided not to use this Taoist Instrument in the short term.

The demon shadow inside might be weak, but its essence was extremely powerful, surpassing the Pure Yang level.

To avoid any schemes, direct sealing was the best choice.

Once his strength was sufficient in the future, he would unseal and utilize it.

After leaving hundreds of thousands of seals on the Great Path Pearl, Liang Hui placed it into his storage bag.

Next, his gaze shifted to the pure white qi mechanism, the energy he had absorbed from Tian Fu.

He extended his palm and pinched the orb of light, murmuring in his mind:

’Enter Dream!’

The youth’s eyes began to glaze over, but soon they shone brightly again, his face showing a hint of contemplation.

He carefully put away the pure white qi mechanism.

Then, his gaze turned to the qi mechanism of the court officials he had just collected.

"Come, let’s see, what gives you the courage to rebel."

Liang Hui reached out his hand and grasped the chaotic qi mechanism.

’Enter Dream!’

In an instant, the viewpoint began to shift, the palace, the meditation cushion, the Divine Capital started to blur.

Golden maple leaves danced with the wind, rustling, as an old temple stood at the end of the maple trees.

Liang Hui looked at the beautiful scene before him.

With a thought, the scene began to flow.

A tall figure appeared at the temple gate, pushing it open.

He walked in slowly.

The monks hidden around seemed blind, showing no reaction.

The youth strode forward, soon reaching the Buddhist hall and looking down upon the emaciated old monk seated on the ground, tapping a wooden fish.

He quietly waited for what would unfold next.

One minute!

Ten minutes!

Half an hour!

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing a special aura; there was a presence secretly communicating with the bald donkey before him.