I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 484 - 78: Time and Space Form a Circle, So That’s How It Is!

Chapter 484: Chapter 78: Time and Space Form a Circle, So That’s How It Is!

Dao Jue looked at Liang Niantang, who was about to be grasped, and a hint of joy flickered in his indifferent eyes.

He was a Great Luo born in the Endless Boundary Sea within the Multiverse, and he had witnessed that extremely terrifying war two million years ago.

Such might, as a Taoist Cultivator, was naturally desirable.

Now, as long as he captured Liang Niantang, he would inevitably be able to trace back to the origin through bloodlines and steal a glimpse of the Great Dao.

As for danger.

Ha!

In his cultivation journey, where was there no danger? As long as the benefits were great enough, it was all worth it.

Moreover, this was not only his desire, many Great Luos were willing to take the fall for him.

As Dao Jue was lost in his reverie, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he looked up.

He saw that on the river above, which encompassed endless wonders and all the years of space and time, there was a sudden tremor, causing innumerable moments of time to scatter like droplets flying up.

Unlimited light and shadows surged, intermingling with the River of Time, forming an indescribable gigantic finger.

That finger, far larger than Dao Jue could imagine, spanned across thousands, perhaps millions of universes, grandiose beyond belief.

There was no evading it, no resisting.

"Divine Emperor, I mean no harm... Ah! Ah!..."

Before he could finish speaking, the finger had already touched his body.

Piercing screams echoed throughout the Boundary Sea.

Flesh exploded, the soul was extinguished, and the Path of Light fell into silence.

An Immortal and Eternal Great Luo had fallen in an instant.

At that moment, all the powerful entities watching this great battle felt fear.

This was a Great Luo, not some ordinary being, to be pointed to death just like that.

Even in the distant Future, he might come back, but all that presupposed that the Path of Light had not been occupied by other entities.

The fair finger emerged from the Chaos and touched Liang Niantang’s forehead, flicking gently.

"Tell your mother, I won!"

The boy’s body was gently flung by a soft force, landing before the group of ladies.

...

In the vast, boundless Chaos, points of light sparkled like stars in the sky.

One could faintly discern the radiance bursting from countless Multiverses, and as they interwove, a pair of eyes slowly emerged.

Between the flowing light of those eyes, waves rose in the Chaos, crashing in all directions, setting entire universes in tumult.

"I won!"

The Divine Emperor stood upon the Great Path, looking at the young man in white who was completely suppressed.

His lips curled into a slight smile, which he quickly concealed, turning his gaze to the Seven-Colored figure watching from the side.

"I owe you my thanks for your help this time!"

"It was merely icing on the cake; without me, you would have won nonetheless..."

Under the Seven-Colored radiance, the Divine Being slowly extended a hand, the white, fair fingers spread against the backdrop of a red robe.

A Copper Bell hovered in the palm, marked with various Fist Seals, fingertip indents, and sword and blade scratches.

"The Chaos Bell forged from a wisp of vital force is broken, leaving only the Flowing Light Fragmented Bell."

"Is that so?"

The Divine Emperor murmured, a trace of distraction flickering across his eyes.

His hand reached out, taking the Flowing Light Fragmented Bell, rubbing it for a moment, and then let it fall downwards.

The Copper Bell undulated through time, eventually entering a small world, along with the droplets of time coming from downstream, everything settling into that realm.

At the same time, in that small world, a child dressed in hemp garments slowly opened his eyes on his bed, looking around blankly.

At this moment, the Seven-Colored Divine Man’s outstretched hand remained extended, his eyes calmly gazing back at Him.

Hu~

With a breath of turbid air exhaled, the Divine Emperor knew it was time to pay the price.

Help never comes without reason!

Inside his body, the Wood Taoism Principle surged and began to peel away while the Myriad Dragons Bell hanging at his waist exploded with a roar.

The Divine Emperor reached out with his hand, and a pure green hue began to appear at his fingertips.

The Wood Path cultivated within his body, along with the essence of the shattered Myriad Dragons Bell, all converged towards his fingertips.

Gradually, a seed the size of a fist emerged.

The seed was primarily green, with unique brown patterns of wood.

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the seed that converged the Wood Great Path along with the essence of a Da Luo Heavy Artifact, sending it over.

Shrouded in Seven-Colored light, the Divine Being caught the seed and tucked it away.

The Divine Being patted their robe.

"My friend, our business here is concluded, I shall take my leave now."

"Looking forward to meeting again one day!"

As his words drifted away, the Seven-Colored Divine Man stepped toward the Taixu Era.

With that, he vanished from the Divine Emperor’s sight.

Only after confirming he had completely left did His tense body relax.

He silently sensed the chaos of the Taoism Principles within his body, which had been deprived of the lubrication from the Wood Great Path.

Far from stopping it, He actively accelerated the process.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The laughter grew from a low pitch to a high one, echoing upon itself.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed when the laughter finally ceased.

"It seems none of us wished to be the only one."

Even with transcendence within sight, even with the Divine Emperor’s unparalleled might, they all chose to give up, as if by some unspoken agreement.

A hand reached out and, with a twist, sliced toward Himself.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

A harsh cutting sound followed, and two figures tumbled out.

Liang Hui and ’Future Body’ stood facing each other!

Liang Hui’s mouth curled into a carefree grin.

With a thought,

Spheres of light flew out from the place where Zhao Qi was sealed.

Within these spheres of light,

There was the pure, singular Taiyi Great Path!

There was the unpredictable, deceptive Taixu Dao!

And there was the persistent, indefatigable Human Dao!

"After a great battle, it is finally time to reap the rewards."

"Taiyi, Taixu, Human, it’s our turn to choose."

Liang Hui spoke, observing the three light spheres.

He was missing the Wood Path, and this moment served to fill that void.

’Future Liang Hui’ gazed over the light spheres, took one look, and said,

"You choose first, whether it was attacking Zhao Qi or the price paid in the exchange, you’ve borne the greatest cost."

"Alright!"

Liang Hui nodded, not standing on ceremony.

He reached out, grabbed the Taiyi Great Path.

Myriad Spirits and Taiyi, chaos meeting purity, were just right for him.

At his side, ’Future Liang Hui’ extended his hand and embraced the Taixu Dao.

Finally, both of them directed their gaze at the Human Dao.

"Let’s sever it and hide it at the far end of the Great Paths."

"Agreed, that suits me just fine."

With a sentence each, they decided the fate of the Human Dao.

The nascent Human Dao was already formidable, and once the Human Race of the Taiji Era matured, it would become even more terrifying.

Although they feared nothing, both had friends and family.

They simultaneously raised their hands and struck at the light sphere.

Crack! Bang!

The Endless Boundary Sea, the vast River of Time, and the boundless Human Race all heard this sound of fracture.

The river of the Human Dao was cloven from the middle downwards, splitting into two slender streams.

Then the two acted again, hiding it within the seams of the Great Paths.

With this, everything finally came to an end.

’Future Liang Hui’ lifted his hand, and two steaming cups of tea appeared before him.

A gentle flick of the finger sent one cup into Liang Hui’s palm.

"Daoist, drink this cup to the full, to our wishes being fulfilled, from now on in the Taiji Era, we will have no rivals."

Liang Hui held up his cup of tea, lifting it forward.

"Daoist, to our shared joy!"

Bang!!

The cups collided, both drinking their content in one gulp.

Their blood-stained robes shone against each other, exuding exquisite elegance.

"In ten Chaotic Years, we meet again!"

"Until we meet again!!"

As the cups were tossed aside, ’Future Body’ descended along the Great Paths and followed the River of Time back to his own era.

Liang Hui exerted strength in his palm, crushing the tea cup, and amidst the drifting dust, added yet another seal onto Zhao Qi.

Afterwards, he too descended the Great Paths and returned to his own era.