I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 416 - 10: Eight Hundred Years of Closed-door Cultivation!
Chapter 416: Chapter 10: Eight Hundred Years of Closed-door Cultivation!
Seven days later.
Liang Hui looked at the mountainous pile of Pure Yang Treasure Medicine, along with various resources and treasures related to the Pure Yang Taoism Principle, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was preparing for closed-door cultivation, fully focused on comprehending the Pure Yang Taoism Principle.
A frown suddenly creased his brow, and his eyes, filled with dissatisfaction, looked towards the outside of the palace.
With one step, he vanished from where he stood.
Outside the Dragon Palace’s Treasure Gathering Hall, a series of formidable figures stood on either side, their expressions full of respect.
"What’s the matter?"
Liang Hui materialized in front of the palace, looking at the many powerful beings.
"Your Majesty, the outcome of your battle with the former Dragon Monarch is known to all."
"The Celestial Court has decreed, appointing you as the West Sea Dragon Monarch, granting you control over this sea region."
An elder with Dragon Horns on his head, wearing a red Dragon Robe, stepped forward and spoke slowly.
He paused for a moment, glanced at the young man’s calm face, and continued, "A Heavenly Court Envoy has arrived at the West Sea, Your Majesty. Will you receive him?"
"The Celestial Court?"
Liang Hui’s eyes deepened.
In the Great Wilderness Realm, the Celestial Court is the true sovereign of heaven and earth, having occupied the boundless Vault of Heaven since the dawn of creation.
The aged dragon he had slain feared the Celestial Court greatly.
There were even rumors that from the previous Era, beings who survived the collapse of Taoism still existed within the Celestial Court.
"Let him wait in the main hall."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The elder nodded his head.
The young man looked at the many still present strong beings, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Do you have anything else to say? Speak now."
"Your Majesty, forgive us!"
The elder bowed deeply.
"Ever since Your Majesty battled the former Dragon Monarch, the West Sea has been unstable. Countless powers have placed their pieces in the sea region, causing disturbances that the Dragon Palace has been unable to quell."
"How should we tackle this, please instruct us, Your Majesty."
Liang Hui’s eyes turned cold as he surveyed the many Dragon Race beings and Guest Elders, and said:
"Kill!"
"Three Immortal Level beings stay behind to guard the Dragon Palace. The rest, all True Immortals and Demon Immortals, go out and kill. Traverse every inch of the West Sea regions. Annihilate those who defy us!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The strong beings responded in unison.
Afterward, under the elder’s lead, they slowly withdrew.
Liang Hui watched the back of the red-robed elder as he left, his expression filled with disdain. freёnovelkiss.com
He did not care whether these suppressed Dragon Race beings and Guest Elders harbored dissenting thoughts.
As long as they could handle the tasks he assigned and let him cultivate in peace, that would suffice.
After all, no matter how much they schemed and plotted, with such weak strength, they were but a matter to be settled with a wave of the hand.
Liang Hui turned to look back at the Treasure Gathering Hall, waving his hand to re-seal it.
His steps carried forth, and his figure vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already inside the main hall, standing atop ninety-nine steps.
His gaze fell upon a figure sitting to one side.
It was a man wearing a jade crown, with a face like blue-bronze and a sword on his back.
The man was shrouded in a mist of immortality, with only a pair of sharp eyes piercing through the mist to size up Liang Hui.
"Heavenly Court Envoy Lv Lu, pays his respects to the Dragon Monarch."
Lv Lu stood up, bowed deeply, his manners impeccable.
"You may rise."
Liang Hui sat upon the Dragon Throne, his gaze serene, making no other motion.
The sword-bearing man’s brows slightly furrowed; the Dragon Monarch before him seemed somewhat dismissive.
Lv Lu straightened his back, taking out a scroll from within his chest.
He held it with both hands, and began to speak slowly:
"This is a decree from the Great Heavenly Venerate, establishing you as the Dragon Monarch, granting you dominion over the West Sea Region."
Liang Hui lightly nodded his forehead, and with a beckoning gesture, the scroll already appeared in his hand.
Sensing the aura emanating from it, Liang Hui’s eyes rippled with waves.
Very strong! Far stronger than himself!
But not as formidable as he had imagined.
Of course, judging based on a wisp of aura might not be accurate.
"I understand."
The young man waved his hand, signaling Lv Lu to leave.
Throughout the process, there was not a hint of superfluous talk.
At this moment, discontent grew even stronger in Lv Lu’s heart; as a Heavenly Court Envoy, he had never been so disrespected.
No, this was not just disrespect, but complete disregard.
"Your Majesty, the Dragon Monarch, do not forget the grace of the Celestial Court..."
Boom!
As if the heavens were tilting and the earth flipping.
All around became blurred, the only clarity was an immensely towering figure standing before him.
As the giant’s gaze fell upon him, Lv Lu trembled all over.
He felt that saying one more word would kill him.
This sensation was so vivid, so clear.
"Now, leave!"
The indifferent voice rang out once again.
As if granted amnesty, Lv Lu turned and left.
In a few breaths, he left the Dragon Palace, turning into a sword light and disappearing above the West Sea.
Liang Hui gripped the decree, then exerted force suddenly.
Crack!
In an instant, the decree shattered, turned into dust, and vanished.
’Hah!’
’The Celestial Court?’
The young man’s gaze was profound as he looked towards the vault of heaven, his figure dissipating.
He returned to the Treasure Gathering Hall, looking at the mountainous pile of Pure Yang Treasure Medicines.
He reached out a hand, picked up one of the medicines, and began to chew it.
He began to cultivate with all his might, comprehending the Pure Yang Great Path.
For a moment, ancient and vast vitality spread from his body, and a hot, bright, radiant aura emerged.
The slice of Pure Yang Great Path within the medicine was quickly comprehended; once the comprehension was complete,
Liang Hui would pick up another Pure Yang Treasure Medicine to swallow and contemplate.
As time passed, the aura around the young man grew more mystical and hazy, as if he existed neither in the heavens nor on earth but stood within the Great Path.
The Pure Yang Taoism Enlightenment, hanging in the Great Path River, began to inch forward.
Its pace was extremely slow, but it steadily progressed.
...
While Liang Hui was wholly immersed in his cultivation,
News of the Azure Dragon coming from the Lower Realm to slay the current Dragon Monarch spread like a wild wind, quickly engulfing the West Sea and stirring up towering ripples.
This was an outcome that no power had anticipated; the Azure Dragon would win and take over the West Sea Dragon Palace.
And as various powers pondered how to face this Azure Dragon, news of the Heavenly Court’s pardon and inauguration of the Azure Dragon as the Dragon Monarch made them incredulous.
Thereafter, the main forces of the West Sea Dragon Palace emerged to sweep through the restless powers relentlessly.
For a time, battles raged, smoke filled the skies, and blood tinged the West Sea red.
This slaughter lasted a full sixty years before it finally concluded.
All opposing forces were completely eradicated.
The Dragon Race of the West Sea, the Guest Elders, and even the affiliated powers suffered no small losses.
But ultimately, it was the West Sea Dragon Palace that triumphed, painting the civilians in blood to declare that the Dragon Palace remained the undisturbed overlord of the West Sea.
Thus, nearly two hundred years of turmoil in the West Sea came to a calm once more.
Aside from a new West Sea Dragon Monarch, it seemed as though nothing had changed.
And throughout these years, the Dragon Palaces of the East, North, and South Seas remained inactive from start to finish, as if these allies sharing the same breath and branches did not exist.
Time kept flowing on.
A hundred years!
Five hundred years!
Eight hundred years!
Apart from occasionally coming out of closed-door cultivation to make major decisions, Liang Hui was always immersed in his practice.
He never concerned himself with the Three Seas Dragon Palaces, the Heavenly Court, or the human cultivators.
Under such a regime,
The stronger members of the West Sea Dragon Race and the Guest Elders suddenly found that they had much more power in their hands compared to the previous Dragon Monarch’s time.
With power came resources, which were many times what they used to be.
Naturally, their strength increased much faster.
Suddenly, many of the older dragons of the Dragon Race began to support Liang Hui.
