I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 463 - 57: Call Wind! Call Rain!

Almost in an instant, a mountainous and tsunami-like murderous intent and brutality surged towards his will.

Such vast emotions were nothing more than a breeze to him.

His body began to change, his muscles swelled, his hair grew wildly, and his nails sharpened.

However, these changes were forcibly suppressed by his will in an instant and returned to normal.

"Is this Sequence Eight: Water Ape King?"

Liang Hui sensed the surging power within his body.

His palm reached out as his nails and hair continuously emerged.

In less than a moment, the pale palm had transformed into a beast claw the size of a grinding stone.

With a thought,

a sky-blue sphere of water gathered between the claws, flowing endlessly.

"Ape Transformation, Water Control, Vajra Unbreakable!"

Liang Hui withdrew the water flow from the claw, and the beast claw transformed back into a hand.

In his perception, his body, once transformed, was a thousand feet tall.

The leap from Sequence Nine, Water Ghost, to Sequence Eight, Water Ape King, had enhanced his strength by more than a thousand times.

After all, he was not the true form and had not fully discerned this path.

However, with the breakthrough to Sequence Eight, his perception of the world beyond became clearer.

A few more steps forward, and he should be able to relay the news of this realm to his true form.

Moreover, his perception of the unique aura present at the source of the Space Great Path grew increasingly clear.

Various thoughts flashed through Liang Hui’s mind as he slowly withdrew his hand and placed it on his knee.

"Continue!"

His palm reached out, and light flowed between his fingers.

One by one, the secret medicines to ascend to Sequence Seven: Sacrificial Wind Taker, were created.

He was about to break through again.

For ordinary people, each breakthrough required a long time to digest the secret medicine, but for him, that was nonexistent.

Time passed second by second, and night fell gradually, with a blood moon hanging in the Vault of Heaven.

Inside the third-floor room of the inn, Liang Hui stood in front of the window, a gentle breeze and a stream of water hovering in front of him.

With a flick of his fingertip, the stream of water dove into the night sky, and the breeze concealed itself.

In the metallic-built city, pedestrians halted in their tracks.

"The wind has picked up!"

It was unknown who murmured this.

The night wind blew, lifting the sleeves of the passersby, carrying a slight chill.

In less than a few breaths, the gentle night wind turned into a ravaging gale, sweeping up clouds of dust.

Splash! Splash!

Large raindrops fell from the Vault of Heaven, wetting the streets.

In an instant, the crowd scattered and ran quickly towards their homes.

"Such a sudden downpour."

Some people looked bitter and hastened their steps.

They did not want their newly purchased robes to get wet.

A few companions ran, speaking unhappily:

"The Heavenly Craft Sect said there would be no rain today, didn’t they?"

"It seems their boasted craftsmanship is just so-so."

"Enough, let’s not talk anymore. Our homes are still a distance away, let’s take shelter from the rain at the Holy Sun Sect first."

"Alright!"

At this moment, no one objected. The Holy Sun Sect was always known for its compassion in aiding the destitute, and they had an excellent reputation.

...

"Wind, rain, the strength is quite satisfactory."

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind him, chuckling softly.

At this moment, he had ascended to Sequence Seven: Sacrificial Wind Taker, gaining the ability of Wind Control.

Of course, his existing abilities also exponentially increased.

His eyes were closed as he surveyed the entire city through the wind and rain.

Cao Gang, Heavenly Craft Sect, Holy Sun Sect, Government...

Countless powers, regardless of their strength, were displayed before him.

"Cultists daring to spy on the Holy Sect,"

bellowed a voice.

The Holy Sun Sect surrounding area suddenly exploded in a storm and thunders.

Immediately after that, the entire temple emitted a dazzling brilliance, illuminating the city brightly.

An old man in a reddish-gold robe sat at the deepest part of the temple, with a blurred statue standing behind him.

At that moment, the old man’s eyes were reddish-gold, filled with extreme fury.

The scent of the Water Ghost hidden within the storm and clouds could be sniffed by him, even though he was halfway across the city.

The rats that should have stayed hidden in the gutters had also dared to come to the forefront.

What’s more important, the Water Ghost Sequence had quietly birthed such a strong being. How could he be at peace without killing it?

The dominator of this city could only be the Holy Sect.

At that moment, many people taking shelter from the rain in the temple felt warmth as the brilliance fell upon them, and their drenched robes also dried.

However, at this time, no one cared about these trivial matters anymore; their gazes fixed on the luminous and warm temple.

It was like a rising sun!

Making countless humans kneel on the ground in devout worship!

Unlike ordinary people, the Sequencers were watching the sun in terror at this moment.

After so many years, the one seated in the temple, the only Sequencer Five of the whole city, the Radiant Priest, had actually taken action again.

At that moment, everyone believed that the unknown enemy would be killed in a very short time, fortifying the Holy Sun Sect’s prestige.

Until...

"Ha!"

"Utterly ridiculous!"

A light laughter echoed throughout the city.

The sky darkened!

A gigantic beast’s claw covered the Vault of Heaven, shrouding the blood moon.

Carrying the fierce storm and rain, it pressed towards the radiant sun.

Boom!

Under the massive rumbling, countless common folk and Sequencers witnessed an unforgettable scene.

The Holy Sun Sect, reigning supreme over the city like a pearl, was held in the beast’s claw and gently rubbed.

One by one, the eminent figures seldom seen on normal days, struggled, shrieked, and roared as they were crushed by the beast’s claw.

In the end, the temple crumbled, and the Holy Sun Sect perished.

The only thing left was a resentful voice echoing through the night.

"Cultists, thou shall be judged by my god...."

The wind in the palm and the flowing water washed away the last traces.

Afterward, Liang Hui withdrew his ape-transformed hand.

His gaze fell, looking into a trace of reddish-gold brilliance in his palm, viscous and burning like molten lava and carrying divinity.

"The gods of this world, Immortals maybe?"

The youth murmured as he had obtained this sliver of brilliance from a statue after crushing the temple.

It was highly invasive, revealing madness and chaos, but contained a vast amount of information.

In his thoughts, Liang Hui began to extract information from this sliver of divinity.

The key points and precautions of cultivation continuously entered his mind.

Of course, the most valuable was the sequence possessed by the Holy Sun Sect; although somewhat damaged, its value was still high.

Enough for him to thoroughly evaluate the sequence system of this world.

Sequence Nine: Sun Poet

Sequence Eight: Light Gatherer

Sequence Seven: Crimson Sun Witch

...

Sequence Three: Skywalker

In Liang Hui’s view, Sequence Three was already the highest realm just below the Immortals.

Sequence Second must be the Immortals.

The youth stood by the window, continuously summarizing the knowledge in his mind and making judgments based on his own situation.

’At Sequence Six, I can break through the restrictions of this world and send the message here to my original self.’

He whispered in his heart.

Then, his figure transformed into wind and rain, heading in the direction of the Cao Gang.

He crossed streets and broke through half the city, eventually stopping in front of a rather luxurious manor.

At that moment, the manor was brightly lit, figures moved back and forth within, guards in alloy Battle Armor stood alert, and several mechanical contraptions were hidden in the shadows.

Clearly, the slaughter in the city had alarmed them.

The arrangements, coupled with the aura of hundreds of Sequencers, were perfectly perceived by Liang Hui.