I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 477 - 71: The Demon Ancestor Falls! Kunpeng Perishes! Proving the Way Achieved!

Chapter 477: Chapter 71: The Demon Ancestor Falls! Kunpeng Perishes! Proving the Way Achieved!

Boom! Boom!!

Deafening roars echoed through one space-time after another.

Downstream in the River of Time, a Kunpeng transformed by Yin Yang mysteriously broke free from the suppression of the Five Elements.

Screech!!

With a cry, it soared high, wings unfurled.

Indescribable in size, its body shimmered with black and white, leaving a long trail in time, like two great dragons.

Along its path, universes were thrown into disarray, timelines collapsed, and numerous Taoism Principles were severed.

"Youngster, kill!"

Hatred and resentment that even the Vast Boundary Sea couldn’t wash away spread across space and time, one after another.

Meanwhile.

Upstream in the River of Time, a long spear as dark as ink, embodying myriad slaughter, and manifesting endless destruction and the way of oblivion, slowly emerged.

Just at the moment of its appearance, countless beings in endless worlds felt a terrifying sense of impending doom, as if their time was at an end.

The long spear trembled slightly, a boundless outburst of Demonic Qi stealing all the light in the world.

"Divine Emperor, it’s time to go."

A chilling, sinister sound echoed through the heavens.

The next instant, that inky black long spear that made oblivion a reality and played out thousands of destructions lunged forward.

A thrust!

Where it passed, the River of Time was severed, countless great universes were pierced through.

Dimly, it could be seen that organisms in the sextillions were relegated to oblivion, and an immeasurable number of worlds turned to ash!

"Luo Hou?"

A frigid, harsh voice came from Liang Hui’s mouth, filled with an icy determination to kill:

"I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!"

He stepped forward, a mysterious radiance surging upon his body.

Space, energy, matter, and Taoism Principles all circulated within that radiance, collapsing into a point infinitely vast and yet infinitely small.

As if it were the Great Path Origin, the very beginning of everything.

"Taiyi! Taiyi!!"

"You’ve attained the path of Taiyi!"

Shouts of astonishment rose from various space-times, as towering beings expressed their shock.

Even the Demon Ancestor was momentarily stunned; having attained Taiyi, and then aiming for Great Luo.

Such madness, such decisiveness, leaving no way to retreat.

Liang Hui disregarded all gazes, lifted his arm, palm forward.

With a push, space, time, and Taoism Principle, everything tangible and intangible, was overthrown with ultimate force.

With a press, the Vast Boundary Sea, the endless Chaos, all plunged down.

Fingers clenched together, it seemed as though all Taoism Principles and Space-Time, all things, were held in his fist.

The Fist Seal thrust forward, terrifying beyond belief.

Myriad Spirit Fist!

Born from the Myriad Beasts Fist, it was the culmination of his life’s pursuit of Fist Techniques.

At this moment, Taoism Principles trembled in tune, as if myriads of gods and demons were in fear, trembling, and collectively worshipping the fist that led the charge.

One fist, one spear, the two almost instantly collided in the River of Time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The wild aftermath swept across the River of Time, spaces directly dissipating wherever it went.

It even reached back to the very beginning of the Taiji Era, stirring up colossal waves.

Crack!

Underneath the waves of time, the Divine Slaying Spear shattered in response.

The pristine white Fist Seal pierced through time, shattered the darkness, and struck fiercely at the chest of the shadowy figure.

Thump!

The muffled collision receded, Demonic Qi receded, darkness concealed itself, revealing a man in black with a pierced chest.

The man had a delicate and soft face, his eyes blood-red, staring intently at the young man who was now retracting his fist.

In his blood-red eyes, there was no more killing intent, no viciousness, just complex emotion.

"From the Taiyi Epoch, defeat upon defeat, I didn’t expect to lose again today."

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Demon Ancestor speaking to himself.

This is the Demon Ancestor who came from the Taiyi Epoch, truly...

Weak!

Unimaginably weak; he still had so many moves he had yet to make.

However, in the moment of the clash, Liang Hui had sensed his opponent’s inner heart, will, and even soul, riddled with holes.

"Defeated at every turn?"

Liang Hui made his judgment.

Turning around!

He began to charge towards the Great Luo, his figure gradually blurring, vanishing into the flow of time.

Suddenly disappearing without a trace, only the echoes lingered:

"Luo Hou, be reincarnated!"

Amidst the lingering echoes, the Demonic Path collapsed with a thunderous roar, losing its source and falling into silence.

"In the cycle of reincarnation, I’ll be waiting for you, or is it Him?"

Luo Hou’s head tilted slightly upward, a sinister smile spreading across his face, as the Demonic Path fell into complete silence...

At this moment, a great battle downstream in time also came to an end.

A hand, with five-colored interweaving hues that forged all beings in the world, clasped the Kunpeng as effortlessly as catching a chick.

Throughout, the Demon Master roared, howled, and struggled incessantly.

"The calamity that one crafts for oneself should also qualify as a disaster!"

A gentle laugh, unhidden and clear, reached Kunpeng’s ears.

In that moment, the roaring, the howling, all ceased.

Kunpeng lifted its head, a pair of golden vertical pupils glaring viciously at the youth.

"You young whelp, you deserve to die..."

Bang!

The fingers clenched, and all turned to silence.

’Future Liang Hui’s’ fingers spread open, casually flicking off the remnants on his fingertips.

Then his figure blurred, also commencing the final assault towards the Great Luo.

And that trace of residue, fluttering down, landed in front of a man clad in golden battle armor.

The man’s face bore a mournful expression, holding the bone that drifted down.

"Father, we’re going home!"

....

Once the tribulation of man dissipated, Liang Hui felt a sense of relief in his heart.

The three Great Paths behind him, and the hidden fourth, vibrated in unison, propelling him forward a step.

In this instant, he felt overwhelmingly powerful, overwhelmingly fulfilled.

He was as vast as the Dao, as lofty as the Dao.

From then on, any being seeking the Dao across the paths of Pure Yang, Space, Myriad Spirits, and Wood were, in essence, seeking him!

And the transformation of his body, soul, and the Great Paths had just begun.

His essence began to surge rapidly, power and Taoism Principle becoming ever more profound, leaping towards higher levels.

At the same time, the path of Taiyi and the Great Luo Path, far from conflicting, began to merge, strengthening him further.

As time passed, an omnipotent aura rose within his heart.

Liang Hui’s figure started appearing across various spacetimes, in Constant Sand Worlds.

He had achieved True Realization!!

Or rather, he had become a Taiyi Great Luo Immortal, a rarity in ancient and modern times!

Elsewhere.

’Future Liang Hui’ also took the final step, standing atop the river of time.

He was undergoing his transformation at the Great Luo Level.

Behind him, the flow of the three Great Paths was smooth, lacking the previous turbulence.

After an unknown amount of time, two towering figures in blue robes, one standing at the upper stream of time, and the other at the downstream, faced each other.

Their presence radiated immortality, lighting up the River of Time.

Like two perpetual, divine suns, they inspired the prayers and worship of Infinite Beings.

They had succeeded in their True Realization!

For a moment, heaven and earth fell silent, void of any noise.

All beings knew that they were witnessing history!

No!

They were witnessing the past, the present, and the future.

As beings were pondering this, Liang Hui suddenly started walking downstream, splashing up sprays of temporal waves as he moved.

"Five thousand years of pursuing the Dao, wading through seas of blood, traversing mountains of corpses, defeating countless great enemies."

"I just want to ask one thing, does the stirring of the ages, making all mortals aware of future affairs, have anything to do with you?"