I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 93 Breakthrough to Organ Refining

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Breakthrough to Organ Refining

"A major figure stepped in to suppress the matter."

"But considering the downfall of a powerful family like the Lu Family, there are only a few people in Yongning City who could suppress such a thing."

The words were heavy, but the woman didn’t seem to care too much.

She even had time to stretch out her palm and smooth out the wrinkles on her dress.

"Heh heh, a major figure? How important can they be?"

"No one else but the city lord, and a few from the Lan Yue Pavilion."

"Let’s halt our movements for now, and wait for the Divine Envoy to arrive before we start again."

The woman withdrew her hand, making this the conclusion of their discussion.

...

The next day, at noon.

In the dilapidated courtyard in the west of the city, a figure practiced punching relentlessly.

With each punch, the inner strength and Qi-Blood in his body flowed towards his marrow to refine and warm nurture it.

Gradually, the speed of his punches grew slower.

Yet, the inner strength and Qi-Blood surged like a torrential sea, continuously washing over his entire marrow.

Thump! Thump!

At this moment, his heart also pounded like a war drum.

Suddenly, countless sessions of Marrow Refining Cultivation resulted in a qualitative change in an instant: the viscous marrow, under the warm nurturing of inner strength and Qi-Blood, acquired a hint of gold.

This hint of gold continued to spread throughout the remaining marrow.

Inner strength and Qi-Blood began to climb incessantly, and muscles, bones, and skin also saw continuous improvement.

This was a comprehensive enhancement, touching every part of the body without missing a sliver.

After half an hour, the transformation finally ended.

By now, Liang Hui’s jade-like bones showed golden fluid flowing slowly through them, rendering them as golden as the bones themselves.

Strength, speed, defense, Qi-Blood, and even the spirituality within his inner strength had all increased several-fold.

Huff~

Standing with his fists collected, he exhaled a white breath like a sharp sword, leaving a scratch on the floor.

"After a night of cultivation, I’ve finally made a breakthrough."

Liang Hui felt the surging power within his body, his mouth curling into a smile; he had taken another step closer to his goal.

And with such strength, those Refining Viscera Warriors were so worthless that he had successfully turned the tables on them.

As his thoughts shifted, a series of beast shadows leapt out from his body: the Green Wolf, a fierce tiger, a ’Qilin’, a python...

In just a moment, the entire courtyard was filled with wild beasts.

These beasts did not roar, sitting obediently on the ground, looking up at the only standing figure.

A swallow flew into the air, quickly disappearing from sight.

’Does my inner strength dissipate after five hundred meters?’

After exploring the range of his inner strength’s cohesion, Liang Hui turned his attention to the fierce beasts in the courtyard.

As his gaze settled, all beast shadows, except for the Qilin, began to merge into each other.

In just a short span, only three beast shadows remained in the courtyard.

A figure resembling a ’dragon’, with wolf eyes, ox horns, an ox nose, a dog’s mouth, catfish whiskers, a lion’s mane, eagle’s claws, fish scales, and a snake’s tail, coiled on the ground.

It exuded an indescribable majesty all over its body.

’It’s not even close to resembling a dragon!’

Liang Hui inwardly sighed. The creature before him still lacked the shrimp eyes and deer antlers; only with these would it be closer to resembling a ’dragon’.

He must find the corresponding Fistful Intent to supplement it, as for directly using his inner strength to shape it, that was a joke.

Each part of the creature before him was a union of his Fistful Intent and inner strength.

Turning his gaze away from the ’dragon,’ he looked towards another beast shadow.

A four-legged, green turtle lay on the ground, but its usually docile head was slightly ferocious. A green serpent wrapped around its shell, with the tail nearly fusing with the serpent’s head.

"Black Tortoise!"

Liang Hui whispered.

Feeling the suppression and protection from its body, he nodded lightly.

Although it only had the form and still lacked Yin and Water, it would still make his martial techniques more complete.

After observing closely for a moment, Liang Hui dispersed the ’dragon’ and Black Tortoise.

He closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into his mind.

Strands of Eternal Radiance intertwined with each other, forming the record of his progress as a martial artist and Taoist.

(Organ Refining 0.03%) (Seal Script 42.53%)

However, Liang Hui only glanced casually at this information.

He then looked past the brilliance to focus on the Flowing Light Bell itself.

The bronze bell was covered with various marks, fist seals, knife scars, scratches, and a crack resembling a centipede.

His consciousness swept over each mark and finally paused at that fist seal.

The bell trembled gently, suppressing the aura on its surface.

Without confirming the path ahead, Liang Hui never dared to observe these knife scars and fist seals.

After all, those who could leave marks on the Flowing Light Bell were none other than world-shaking powerhouses, the pinnacle of this world.

Their fist seals and knife scars, even though repeatedly weakened and suppressed by the Flowing Light Bell,

were not for Liang Hui, who hadn’t established his path, to reference or observe.

But now, with the increase in strength and the confirmation of his path,

he felt he could sense them a little at the edges.

His consciousness merely approached the edge of the fist seal when an overwhelming Fistful Intent, which could dominate through the ages and suppress all life, entered his heart.

Everything around him started to fade away, and the sky was vast and high above.

A boundless range of mountains, neither seeing the edges nor the end, connected the heavens to the earth.

In the distance, countless stars revolved slowly around the mountains in the skyline.

Then, this endlessly huge and wide mountain, seemingly the center of everything, suddenly exploded from its base with a thunderous crack.

Rumbling waves of energy covered everything, the air for millions of miles, tens of millions of miles, hundreds of millions of miles, was emptied in an instant.

The boundless range of mountains smashed straight toward it.

Heaven collapsed and the earth sank, all life silenced, nothing but this.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Liang Hui, not even amounting to an ant at this moment, laughed unrestrainedly.

"Such a fist, such a hero, to think that he lost,"

As he murmured lightly, the mountains drew closer.

Thump!

A deep, ancient bell tone resounded.

Everything became still, then the scene violently shattered.

As he neared the void, just before everything dispersed,

a fierce whisper penetrated his heart.

"Indestructible Break!"

Regaining consciousness, Liang Hui opened his eyes.

He pondered carefully over the fist he had just witnessed.

After a moment, he sighed lightly, such fist techniques were beyond imagination for him at present.

Coming to his senses, he slowly walked back to the house.

Since the battle last night, he hadn’t rested for a moment.

Although his spirit and body were not weary, thanks to the breakthrough, and even quite full,

his heart was tired, exhausted, and he needed some time to rest before facing the arrival of the woman from the Huang Family.

Time passed, night fell, and Jiao Yue hung high in the sky.

The silvery light pierced through the window and scattered over a figure leaning against the wall.

Liang Hui’s eyes slowly opened, gazing at the night outside the window.

Standing up, he strode toward the courtyard.

He waited for the arrival of someone!

Tap!

He stopped his steps and stood firm on the ground.

Looking up, he gazed at a graceful silhouette on the wall.

"I apologize for making you wait,"

"I have just arrived,"

In the gentle laughter, Liang Hui also got a clear view of the person’s face, and his pupils contracted.

Ink-black eyebrows, warm and gentle eyes, smooth facial lines, dressed in a red robe.

Solely based on appearance, one could not doubt that this was a gentle person.

Liang Hui lowered his head, ripples surging deep in his eyes.

If the face bore a mere trace of familiarity, then the aura was all too similar to that of one person.