I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 468 - 62: Demon Ancestor Luo Hou Attacks

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Chapter 468: Chapter 62: Demon Ancestor Luo Hou Attacks

This time, Liang Hui did not eradicate all enemies, leaving behind a sliver of life.

After all, the opponent had acted only to trap him.

In his thoughts, that fleck of True Spirit had already vanished at the end of Chaos.

After storing away the extracted Tao Rhyme of space, he then turned to look toward an empty area beside him.

"Sir, having watched for so long, won’t you come out?"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

A deeply sinister and grand laughter echoed through the River of Time:

"Should I address you as East Emperor Taiyi, or Divine Emperor Liang Hui?"

Sinister to the extreme, shaking the universe, the demonic intent boomed, threatening the Vast Boundary Sea.

Boundless pitch-black Demonic Qi snatched all the light of the world, appearing like countless black holes.

At the endless end of Chaos, billions of strands of demonic fog evolved into countless Demon Lotuses covering the sky, filling all void spaces.

A shadow, amassing myriad malicious dark forces, materialized out of the Demon Lotus.

The figure was neither tall nor big, yet seemed like the source of all darkness, clearly embodying all evil of the worlds, yet without a hint of malevolence.

"Demon Ancestor Luo Hou!"

The laughter echoed in the Constant Sand Great World, each Great Luo looked on with solemn eyes.

This demon’s reputation was not good in this era.

To them, there was always some bitterness, more or less.

However, no one acted at that moment. Instead, they turned to look at the young man in blue.

Liang Hui’s brow furrowed slightly. Millions of desires surged in his mind, tempting him to fall into the Demonic Path.

But those myriad demonic thoughts were cut off in an instant.

The young man’s arms hung naturally, his gaze deep and vast as he spoke:

"My name is Liang Hui!"

"Demon Ancestor, what brings you here?"

"What brings me?"

The Demon Ancestor’s expression was playful as he stepped forward.

Boom!

Whoooo~~~

In various Great Realms, across many heavens, Infinite Beings all raised their heads in a long howl, emitting ghostly wails and demonic sounds, as boundless desires surged a thousandfold.

In an instant, fathers and sons turned on each other, brothers fought, and spouses turned against each other, depicting scenes of familial tragedy.

"This should be my question. Divine Emperor, for what reason did you kill my avatar?"

"If you intervened today, that other party has nothing to say."

Instantly, Liang Hui understood everything. At the end of the Villain Sequence in the Six-colored World—Sequence One Luo Sha—was this demon’s avatar.

Huu~

A breath of turbid air was exhaled.

Extinguishing realm after realm of the fallen.

Liang Hui’s lips curved slightly, bearing a boldness.

By coincidence or intent, it seems a fight was inevitable today.

"I too would like to experience the power of Great Luo."

Liang Hui no longer spoke, his arms raised, slowly reaching forward.

An utterly ordinary palm strike, yet at the moment of its execution...

Hum~

Void!

Boundary Sea!

Demonic Qi!

In the instant the young man struck, all tangible and intangible matters turned into the most superficial illusions.

All were shattered, utterly pierced through!

In the heavens and earth, there was only a round sun shining across infinite time and space, illuminating past, present, and future.

It occupied everything, pushed everything aside, and would grind everything to dust.

Finally, it struck horizontally towards the Demon Ancestor!

In the Great Wilderness Realm’s Sun Star, Xi He watched as the grand sun illuminated the Constant Sand World in the Boundary Sea, her eyes flickering with memories.

In the Celestial Court, seated upon the Imperial Throne, the Great Heavenly Venerate sighed out, bearing a trace of melancholy.

Within the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, countless sons and grandsons of the dragon boiled over in cheers.

...

"There’s a hint of East Emperor Taiyi’s demeanor in you,"

The Demon Ancestor gently caressed his palm, chuckling softly.

Just as his laughter faded, a long spear, embodying all the darkness and killings of the world, slowly emerged.

It was as black as ink, where all kinds of slaughter converged, playing out countless scenarios of destruction, wielding the might of trillions of annihilations.

Divine Slaying Spear!

The next instant, that Silent Annihilation Ruins, playing out thousands of destructions, the pitch-black Demon Spear charged with myriad catastrophes, fiercely thrust forward.

Wherever it passed, the boundless Chaos was annihilated, and countless universes that couldn’t dodge in time were brutally pierced through!

Finally, it plunged into the Crimson Gold Sun.

Fizz! Boom!

The sun exploded thunderously, casting endless light and heat across the vast Boundary Sea.

Billing waves of energy generated, sweeping across the wilderness in all directions.

The Endless Boundary Sea boiled over, and the number of Great Worlds within it fluctuated unstably like straw in a raging tide.

Liang Hui staggered, retreating nine steps.

With each step he took, billions upon billions of fissures tore through the Chaos.

Drops of blood flowed from his palm, staining his robes red.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Liang Hui let out a long howl, his eyes like two crimson suns, blazing with intense fighting spirit.

Forward!

Forward!!

Forward!!!

He took thirteen steps consecutively, with each step his momentum climbed exponentially.

Figures appeared behind Liang Hui.

There was the Demon Emperor with a snake’s tail and human body, Taoist Ancestors divided into good, evil, and loyalty, the first Emperor of the Human Race who pushed through the Central Great Realm, also Eastern Emperor Qinghua, Luo Sha, Gouchen Emperor, Space God...

All beings that had once encountered, fought, or met Liang Hui appeared behind him, occupying the Chaos.

Following that, Liang Hui raised his arm and pushed forward.

Billions upon billions of figures raised their arms and struck forward simultaneously.

Myriad Spirit Fist!

Infinite Fist Light occupied the sight of all beings, even the Great Luo could not escape it.

Between heaven and earth, there was only Fist Light, and nothing else, not even a hint of other colors.

Even the Divine Slaying Spear was overwhelmed by the Fist Light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the deafening collision sounds, the dark Long Spear trembled continuously.

The Demon Ancestor stepped back half a step, his crimson eyes fixed on the figure swathed in divine light.

"What a brilliant Fist Art, what a powerful Fist Path!"

"From the era of Taiyi to now, only about four or five people could compare to this."

"Too bad, you are not strong enough now!"

The Demon Ancestor slightly withdrew his spear, then thrust it out again even faster.

In a moment, swathes of Fist Light were extinguished, and one figure after another behind the young man disappeared.

’It’s still somewhat lacking.’

Liang Hui sighed softly. He hadn’t reached the end of immortality yet; contending with the Great Luo was too forced.

Luckily...

He opened his empty palm, and between his fingers, where light circled, a Longsword engraved with the sun, moon, and stars on one side and primitive agriculture on the other was drawn out.

He still had the Xuanyuan Sword, a Sword of Humanity and Myriad Spirits, vaguely surpassing the Great Luo Level.

The young man tightly grasped the sword hilt, shattered the Chaos with a step, and directly slashed out with the Xuanyuan Sword in his palm!

Slay!

Like lightning tearing through the pitch-black night, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, Sword Light swept past the Divine Slaying Spear, directly chopping at the demon’s neck.

Luo Hou’s face, filled with shock and disbelief, stared at the young man’s Longsword.

Fizz!

The head fell, Demon Blood sprayed, and a figure collapsed to the ground.

This scene took place in the past, the future, and every dimension of space and time.

....

Just as all beings were stunned, the fallen demon shadow transformed into a pool of ink, reemerging in front of Liang Hui.

Luo Hou touched his neck, warily looking at the Long Sword in the young man’s hand.

"Xuanyuan Sword, what a splendid Xuanyuan Sword!"

This sword almost turned the tables on him.

However, there truly was no need for further combat now, as his opponent had this sword, and he could do nothing against him.

Another fight would be just a waste of time.

The next moment, the skies cleared of the demonic fog, leaving only the chaotic and broken universe.