I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 397 - 81: The Immortal General is Born, Visitor from the Primordial Era

Chapter 397: Chapter 81: The Immortal General is Born, Visitor from the Primordial Era

Crash!

The thunder roared, the Taoism fire surged, the tribulation water churned, and the Gang Wind ran rampant—this tribulation was vast and perilous.

Many creatures of various worlds felt a tremor from deep within as they looked up at the sky, yet they detected nothing unusual.

Only those mighty beings at the Taoism Enlightenment Level could peer through the worlds and see the terrifying tribulation clouds enveloping the Boundary Sea.

Just a whiff of its aura was enough to send shivers down their spines, causing them to continually retreat.

Boom!

Wind, fire, thunder, water—the four symbols of nature—suddenly struck down as if swords cleaved from the Great Path itself.

In one-thousandth of an instant, they had already landed upon the youth’s body.

Crackle and pop!

The power of these four symbols, mixed with the Taoism Principle, incessantly wore away at his Qi-Blood and soul.

Liang Hui did not resist; he merely experienced and comprehended in silence.

Wave after wave of tribulation descended from the clouds, making the youth’s body quake, and gradually, blood began to flow.

Yet Liang Hui’s eyes grew brighter and more resplendent, dazzling like the sun.

Atop his head, three Taoism Enlightenments bathed in the tribulation light, acquiring an indescribable aura—the testimony of the Great Path.

He was like a flawless jade being sculpted in the harshest of conditions, polishing both body and soul, just as he said, "establishing Tao, facing tribulation, becoming immortal."

Days went by, and before they knew it, fifteen days had passed.

The tribulation clouds showed no sign of diminishing but instead grew larger; the shattered universe where the youth once stood had long turned to ash.

Now he looked up at the tribulation clouds, feeling their fearsome presence. A slight frown appeared between his brows; normally, the tribulation should have already ended.

Instead of dwindling, it grew even more terrifying, presenting a threat even to him.

At the same time, a vague intent entered his heart.

A trace of helplessness crossed Liang Hui’s face; it seemed he understood something.

In just a thousand years, with the most explosive methods and swiftest speed, he had traversed the path that would take Taoist cultivators tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years.

This would inevitably provoke an extreme, violent examination from the Great Path.

Crack!

A fierce, dazzling bolt of lightning cleaved through the void, illuminating realm after realm within the Boundary Sea.

Countless worlds were born and perished within the lightning, their energy propelling it to strike swiftly.

Boom!

Liang Hui no longer stood idly; he stamped his foot lightly, raised his arm, and struck mightily towards the heavens.

The space around him shattered instantly.

With an unrivaled punch, surrounded by towering Qi-Blood, even the lightning seemed to freeze.

It was then extinguished by a single punch, which, undiminished, struck across the tribulation clouds.

Zap!

The tribulation clouds were pierced, revealing an enormous hole billions of miles wide, but it was quickly repaired.

Boom! Boom, boom!!

Lightning flickered within the clouds, its aura becoming increasingly terrifying.

In the next moment, endless bolts of lightning poured down like an ocean, mixed with the silhouettes of vague figures.

They radiated an ancient aura, stepping through the lightning to assault Liang Hui.

Liang Hui’s eyes burned like a blazing sun, his warlike spirit soared to the Nine Heavens. He rose into the air to meet the onslaught.

Boom!

The lightning could not harm him in the slightest, but those ancient lightning shadows halted his progress, confronting him in the fiercest of battles.

These shadows, whether of sword techniques, fist techniques, or Taoism Principle, were flawless. At the level of Immortals, a dozen of them surrounded and attacked, plunging him into a bloody battle.

However, after dozens of minutes, all the shadows burst apart, and specks of blood appeared on Liang Hui’s robe.

A shadow with the appearance of a monk emerged from the lightning, his cold eyes staring at the youth.

He strode towards the young man, his palm raised flat, forming a Dharma Seal and pushing it forward horizontally.

This palm strike seemed ordinary, yet within it was a clarity as if one could see stars shifting, mountains and great peaks, polar glaciers, and the reincarnation of all beings, as if countless worlds were born and destroyed within this palm.

It was as if even this Boundary Sea could not withstand its weight, instantly covering Chaos, time and space, and causality, freezing all changes.

Liang Hui’s eyebrows and eyes gently lifted. freёnovelkiss.com

He stepped forward, raised his hand, and threw a punch!

There was no accompanying Immortal Light, no following Taoism Principle, only an immeasurable great force.

In an instant, it pierced through the Buddha’s palm, shattering the phantom.

Under the thunder, phantoms appeared continuously, daoists, monks, emperors, demons, Mo..., all came to life within the thunder,

Each more powerful than the last, clashing fiercely with Liang Hui.

Endless and inexhaustible, they could not be completely killed, nor could the battle be concluded.

Even with Liang Hui’s strength, wounds gradually appeared on his body, staining his robes with blood.

Yet the youth’s fighting spirit remained intense and fervent.

His fist remained dazzling and brilliant.

His Qi-Blood surged passionately, sweeping the heavens and earth, not showing the slightest sign of weakening.

He could fight until the end of time, until the years ran out, never resting even in death.

The three Taoism Enlightenments became ever more mystical and illusory at this moment, seeming to leap into another dimension.

One day!

Three days!!

Seven days!!!

Myriad Spirits, Pure Yang, Space, the three Taoism Enlightenments suddenly pulsated.

Thump!

With a heart-like booming sound, they disappeared into the Chaos.

Within the Great Path River, three Taoism Enlightenments emerged, lightly leaping against the Taoism Principle Rivers, heading towards the source.

The Taoism Enlightenments advanced steadily, and the river composed of various Great Paths constantly washed over them, yet they did not slow down in the slightest.

At this moment, time became blurred here, an instant or eternity.

The three Taoism Enlightenments stopped in the midst of their respective Great Path Rivers.

They hovered quietly in the Taoism Principle Rivers, engraved in the Great Path, filled with reality.

Liang Hui’s millennium of cultivation in the Taoism Enlightenment signified that he was suspended within the Great Path.

Meanwhile, the thunderlight diminished, and a hint of Immortal Light’s inspiration was also discovered by him in the ultimate battle, with threads of Immortal Qi beginning to emerge from his body.

He was transitioning from mortal to Immortal.

Suddenly, the dissipating clouds of tribulation stopped, a silence fell within the Chaos, carrying an unspeakable oppression.

Even the Immortal Light bursting from his body slowed down because of it.

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked ahead, a figure was taking shape within the clouds of tribulation.

As the figure formed, he gradually made out the other side, a black-robed figure with a vague face, standing with hands behind his back among the tribulation clouds, ordinary and unremarkable, without the slightest anomaly.

But at this moment, the cataclysmic tribulation clouds carried an indescribable docileness, no longer possessing any hint of a destructive aura.

Liang Hui observed this phantom, his expression becoming increasingly solemn. The figure was on par with him in realm, yet made him feel a great sense of danger.

Moreover, he felt a trace of familiarity, as if he had encountered some objects related to this phantom before.

"Endless Severing!" Liang Hui murmured, his eyes showing a hint of understanding.

At that moment, at the source of the Taiyi Great Path, a youth in white was seated on the Imperial Throne, resting one hand under his jaw.

He staggered and suddenly stood up, with the Octagonal Pendant swirling behind him momentarily pausing.

Unlike beings born in the Taiji Era, he was born in the earliest Taiyi Epoch, avoiding the destruction of the Tao numerous times to reach this Era.

During this time, he encountered countless peerless individuals, some lost under the destruction of the Tao, while others stood at the very source of all things and transcended the Great Path as unmatched heroes.

Such unparalleled heroes were born in every Era.

However, they would always remain forever anchored in their own Era, immortal and undying, becoming existences that could not be defined.

Among them, the one born in the Primordial Era was the Era Transcender of that time.