I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 422 - 16 Descendants of Great Luo

The elder halted his retreat, stepped forward, and shouted aloud:

"West Sea Dragon Monarch, do not..."

"Die!"

Liang Hui’s palm suddenly raised, his fingers outspread, ancient and vast surging upward.

An azure-gold dragon claw pierced through the void, in less than a fraction of a moment, had already pressed onto the elder’s body.

Crackle!

Blood splattered, bones shattered, and the soul began to perish.

In less than a breath, the elder was dead, his path extinguished.

The dragon claw loosened, blood-mud slid from between its fingers, and dripped onto the ground.

Liang Hui’s look was indifferent, as if he was merely crushing an ant, his emotions unchanged.

What thing dare to waste his time.

He stepped forward, treading over the blood, heading far away, once again beginning to inspect each bridge.

At this moment, the creatures standing afar slowly walked closer, looking down at the blood stains on the ground.

"Hey! Died cleanly, both soul and Taoism Enlightenment shattered to dust."

"Foolish thing, but the Human Race has always been so, achieving their status through scheming and leveraging power."

"He wouldn’t think that we would really take action, would he?"

...

Mixed with various roaring laughs, echoed in front of the Bone Bridge.

A Phoenix clad in a Feather Robe slowly approached, looking at the blood on the ground.

Recalling the manner in which the Dragon Monarch had acted, and the anecdotes about him, flashes of gravity crossed her eyes.

’Could it be the Path of Killing?’

Just as the various creatures harbored different thoughts.

Liang Hui had already come to another Bone Bridge, commencing his inspection.

He was not worried about those beings who entered the Land of Ruins detecting anything unusual in the Bone Armor.

Even he could only discover it by using Divine Skills, let alone anyone else.

And the recent slaughter was also a warning to all beings to not bother him.

Soon, Liang Hui had sensed through this Bone Bridge.

The Path of the Stars!

With a hint of regret, he moved to another bridge.

Hoping that among these one hundred and eight Bone Bridges, there was one of the paths he wished to comprehend.

The Path of Destruction!

The Golden Great Path!

The Path of Destiny!

...

Pure Yang Great Path!!

Upon sensing one hundred and three bridges, the young man suddenly halted, his eyes stirring with ripples.

Turn around!

Get off the bridge.

After completing the sensing of the last five bridges and confirming there were neither the Space nor Myriad Spirits paths,

he returned to the Pure Yang Bridge as fast as he could, climbed up the steps, and stood atop the bridge to commence his enlightenment.

One day at a time, attracting the attention of countless beings who came here, but ultimately no one dared to approach and disturb him.

As for the matter of the South Sea Dragon Monarch, it had already been cast from his mind.

Mere lambs to the slaughter, how could they compare to his path, he could kill them whenever he wanted.

However, the Pure Yang Taoism Principle in this bridge might disappear at any time.

.....

Time flowed like water.

Fifty years!

Over thirty thousand steps!

His cultivation of the Pure Yang Great Path advanced rapidly every day, now capable of entering the upper reaches of the Great Path River.

But such a desire, he forcibly stopped.

His gaze forward, the Chaos Aura obscured the bridge surface and also veiled his senses, but he could be sure there was at least half the journey left unexplored.

Breaking into the upper reaches now, attracting the attention of those three beings, wasn’t worthwhile.

At least until he was close to reaching those three beings on the Pure Yang Great Path, then let his Taoism Enlightenment step into the upper reaches.

By then, even if his identity was deciphered, he could handle most situations.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, he was about to stride forward again.

But Liang Hui stopped.

Turn around!

He saw three figures approaching slowly.

A man clad in Golden Armor led the way, followed by two old men in black robes.

’Descendants of Kunpeng.’

Liang Hui muttered to himself with disdain.

He equally despised every Demon, let alone the Demon Master lineage that had beef with his "future self."

If he weren’t worried that fighting would destroy this place and damage the bridge, he would have taken action and slaughtered these Demons right now.

"West Sea Dragon Monarch, I didn’t expect to meet your Excellency here."

"My name is Kun Yue, may I know how your Majesty wishes to be addressed?"

The man in Golden Armor chuckled, his demeanor gentle.

Nothing like his attitude toward the other Three Seas Dragon Monarchs on Yangshou Mountain.

This was inevitable.

After all, the new Dragon Monarch they now faced did not share the same stance as the other three Dragon Monarchs, and could possibly be persuaded to join them.

"Azure Dragon!"

A rather perfunctory name.

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze profound, watching the two increasingly sinister old men.

"I wonder, Lord Kun Yue, what brings you to me? You may speak frankly."

Kun Yue’s expression remained gentle as he reached out and patted the shoulders of the two old men behind him, whereupon their sinister aura slowly dissipated.

"The West Sea might wish to join our Demon Master lineage, then Scriptures, Treasures, and even personal guidance from my grandfather himself, perhaps even..."

"Unwilling!"

Liang Hui interrupted Kun Yue’s speech, direct and without hesitation.

"The Demon Master lineage is about to leave the Great Wilderness; my West Sea Dragon Palace would only serve as cannon fodder or a target for the Nuwa Emperor’s lineage."

Not to mention his disdain for the Demon Tribe, was the current state of the Demon Master lineage unknown to them?

They were about to be expelled from the Great Wilderness Realm and wander everywhere.

Furthermore, his "future self" was restraining a large number of powerful beings from the Demon Tribe, including the so-called Demon Masters.

No matter how one looked at it, it was a scene of decline.

"How dare you!"

"Little dragon, you deserve to die!"

Several reprimands arose, stirring ripples in the Chaos.

An endless killing intent soared into the sky.

This time, Kun Yue did not intervene, his gentle gaze turning cold.

"Your Majesty, be cautious with your words, it’s merely a temporary predicament."

"Those who steal the name of our tribe will not forever remain on top."

Seeing that the young man was unmoved, Kun Yue’s eyes grew colder, lifting a hint of killing intent.

"Dragon Monarch, join us. I invite you as a descendent of the Great Luo."

"Do not make a decision you will regret for life."

"Get lost!"

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed sharply, his arm hanging naturally as the Myriad Dragons Bell appeared in his palm, ringing melodiously.

Though it might damage some bone fragments, if he could kill them quickly, he could minimize the loss.

For a time, the atmosphere was tense, and infinite killing intent surged between the four beings.

It seemed that a battle could erupt at any moment.

Suddenly, Kun Yue dispersed his killing intent, and the two old servants behind him did the same.

In an instant, the oppressive atmosphere vanished.

The three Demons simultaneously took a step forward.

"Since your Majesty is unwilling to join us, let it be."

In a blink, the three passed by the young man and headed into the distance.

Liang Hui’s eyes slightly narrowed, watching the three Demons as they suddenly departed, with the Myriad Dragons Bell in his palm emitting a series of dragon roars.

But ultimately, he did not make a move.

On the other side.

Kun Yue, facing the puzzled looks of the old servants, explained in a low voice:

"The West Sea Dragon Monarch is not weak; we do not need to fight him to the death."

"Do not forget, the other Three Seas Dragon Monarchs are still around; they are even more eager to kill the West Sea Dragon Monarch, their sworn enemy."

The two old servants nodded, eyes flashing with understanding.

The three Demons continued forward.

Kun Yue, feeling the heat from the jade stone at his chest, breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

This jade stone had been given by an elder of his clan as a foundation to sense danger.

The heat that had emanated from the jade stone just now was unprecedented.

It made him involuntarily change his mind.