I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 443 - 37 Killing Demons, Human Race Comes to Persuade

Chapter 443: Chapter 37 Killing Demons, Human Race Comes to Persuade

"This seat?"

Liang Hui’s eyes lifted slightly, and beneath the mask, his face wore a playful smile.

"You think you’re worthy?"

Within the Demon Cloud, silence fell instantaneously, leaving only those three words echoing across the sky, lingering for a long time.

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man laughed in rage, and a golden thunder seemed to flash across the vertical eye between his eyebrows. Anyone familiar with the Demon could tell, it was the harbinger of his fury.

"I am Hei Xingteng; whether I’m worthy or not, you’re welcome to try me!"

After a cold laugh, Hei Xingteng stepped down from the chariot and walked out of the Demon Cloud, gazing coldly at Liang Hui.

He was a naturally different species with formidable strength, and even among the Demon Tribe, he had a grand reputation.

Over the years, as one after another powerful demon perished, his stature within the Demon Tribe rose ever higher.

The human in front of him was not weak in strength nor in spirit, but in facing him, he was nothing more than an addition to the pile of corpses.

"Then I..."

Upon hearing this, Liang Hui chuckled lowly:

"will have to try."

As he spoke, he took a step forward!

With just one step, his Qi-Blood surged, rising up like a Heavenly Pillar that could prop up the sky and shake the earth.

Boom!

In an instant, heaven and earth trembled, and stars swayed,

the rolling Qi-Blood, like tidal waves, swept over everything nearby, and in a moment, the cloud-covering Demon Qi was annihilated.

At the same time, Liang Hui lifted his arm, spread his five fingers, and pressed forward.

There were no complex techniques, only boundless brute strength.

Space shattered inch by inch, and the void directly crumbled, even Chaos was pulled out, spreading across tens of thousands of miles of ravines.

A fair and flawless palm slowly pressed towards the sky.

High above, Hei Xingteng’s expression shook violently, his pupils constricting.

Like an insect trapped in amber, he was compressed there by an incomparable force, unable to move.

Watching the approaching palm, he listened to the sounds of breaking and dying wails from the demons behind him.

His expression gradually turned fierce.

Roar!!!

Extreme rage tore through the clouds as a foul Demon Qi suddenly rose, challenging the golden Qi-Blood.

Hei Xingteng took a forceful step forward and, with a shake of his body, transformed into a giant Demon Beast.

The monstrous figure blocked out the heavens and the earth, its nine tiger heads roaring and howling.

Boom!

Under the earth-shattering, terrifying tremors, nine vertical pupils on Hei Xingteng’s forehead burst out with dazzling divine light.

At the same time, nine mouths opened simultaneously, spewing out vast black winds, carrying the might to obliterate everything, charging towards the palm.

In that moment, he executed his full power.

"Futile effort..."

Amidst the swirling golden light, Liang Hui’s gaze was indifferent and merciless.

Such an attack might be considered formidable among the Immortals, but to him, it was no more than a light breeze that could be dispersed with a wave of his hand!

The palm remained unaltered, continuing to move forward.

Bang!

In an instant, nine rays of divine light shattered.

The devastating tidal wave of black wind was also vanquished, scattering in every direction, and even the foul Demon Qi was erased in an instant.

A fair palm had pressed down upon the central head of the Nine-headed Black Tiger.

Liang Hui’s gaze lowered, looking down at the panicked, fearful faces of the nine tiger heads, and said calmly:

"Beast, pass on."

His palm exerted force in an instant.

Bang~~

The nine tiger heads, along with the beast’s body, exploded on the spot.

Blood and flesh instantly spread across the mountains and rivers.

Liang Hui paid no attention to the ravaged land. The Nine-headed Black Tiger’s Demon Qi, soul, will, and even its Taoism Enlightenment were extinguished in an instant.

The blood that blanketed the earth contained only the most essential essence, harmless to the heavens and the earth, and actually beneficial.

At this moment, looking around, the sky was clear and endless. All of the Demon Tribe had entered the cycle of reincarnation under that one palm strike.

Liang Hui withdrew his hand.

With a thought,

The long spear on his back trembled, a layer of blue light emerged, instantly covering all the blood-red color, countless essence rose up, and was swallowed into it.

However, he did not take everything; he left behind one percent of the essence to restore the mountains and rivers after the battle.

After collecting the essence into the Human Emperor Banner,

Liang Hui’s eyes slowly closed, and after a few breaths, opened again.

At the same time, a phantom gradually appeared behind him. It was a black tiger with nine heads, standing behind the youth.

As the black tiger materialized, one by one, the phantom figures of the Demon Tribe emerged, all of which were the group of demons that had just died.

"The Myriad Spirits Great Path is indeed the most fitting path for me,"

Liang Hui whispered. ’Enter Dream’ was undoubtedly the quickest way to understand a demon’s Divine Skills, allowing him to continuously advance on the Path of the Myriad Spirits.

If it had not been for ancestors such as Lu Zu, Xi He, and the True Lord of Fire Virtue advancing too quickly on the Pure Yang Path, he would not have chosen the Pure Yang Path as the first Great Path to tread.

With a thought, the shadows behind him dispersed.

Liang Hui stepped forward towards the Demon Tribe territory again. Having entered the dreams of quintillions of Demon Tribe, to put it bluntly,

He understood the current situation of the Demon Tribe better than the demons themselves.

The lineage of the Demon Master, that Great Luo Demon Master, had already disappeared ten Chaotic Years ago.

He must have been blocked by his ’future self’ in the future and couldn’t return.

Moreover, some of the stronger members of the Demon Tribe also fell and vanished for inexplicable reasons.

They must have been directly slain at the source by his ’future self’.

It could be said that now in the Demon Master lineage, there were only a big cat and a little cat left.

Aside from their main base, the Demon Master Palace, he could go anywhere in the Demon Master lineage.

As for the Nuwa Emperor lineage, they were not to be trifled with for now. He could talk about other matters once he grew stronger.

Stepping forward, countless bodies of the Demon Tribe floated, while Liang Hui’s aura became even more mysterious.

With the fall of Demon Immortals like Hei Xingteng, coupled with the continuous deaths of a large number of demons,

One after another, Demon Tribe powerhouses came to kill Liang Hui.

Death!

Death!

Still death!

No matter how powerful they were or how cunning their methods, in the end, they all turned into a strand of essence within the Human Emperor Banner, becoming nourishment for Liang Hui’s growth.

At this moment, the Demon Master lineage seemed to have realized something. novelbuddy.cσ๓

They stopped sending powerhouses to their deaths, and fully retracted their forces.

On the plain, several lions, each a thousand feet in size, lay collapsed on the ground, their blood flowing and converging into rivers.

A figure sat cross-legged on the ground with a large cauldron set up in front of him.

Chunks of lion meat and Precious Medicine bubbled in the pot, releasing an enticing aroma, while strands of Divine Dawn rose from the cauldron, dazzlingly bright.

Liang Hui reached out his hand, grabbed a piece of lion meat, and started to eat.

He also picked up a cup of tea from the ground and took large sips.

A piece of meat, a sip of tea, such casualness could not be understated.

About half an hour later, the chunks of meat in the cauldron were finally finished.

Liang Hui slapped the cauldron, and the several lions lying dead on the ground were swallowed by the cauldron, causing the broth to boil again.

The youth leisurely raised his tea cup, looking ahead:

"Considering that you’ve shown some discernment, speak about what brings you here."

As his words fell, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared not far away.

One was an old man clad in grey cloth, with messy long hair hanging loosely on his back, a mirror hanging at his waist.

The other was a rugged-looking great man with large eyes and a square mouth, and a long knife at his waist.

Their eyes were filled with fatigue, their expressions forlorn.

As soon as the two appeared, they bowed.

"Members of the Human Race, Ding Yi and Hong Ti, pay respects to the elder."

"Human Race?"

"What business brings you to me, speak plainly."