I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 418 - 12: Land of Ruins, Descendants of Kunpeng

"You are the West Sea Dragon Monarch, the master of this sea area, the strongest in the Dragon Palace. We cannot watch you take risks,"

"Nor can the Dragon Palace afford to lose Your Majesty!"

Though not often in contact over the past eight hundred years, Dragon Public had come to understand the character of the Dragon Monarch.

Cultivation! Cultivation! Always cultivation!

He occupied the most graceful and luxurious palace in the West Sea, yet he took no pleasure in it.

He was an ascetic seeker, a dragon in pursuit of the Tao.

The Ruins of Return Secret Realm, if he knew about it, he would most likely participate.

Liang Hui’s gaze was deep, tinged with a subtle teasing.

Thousands of words, in the end, were merely the worry that the West Sea Dragon Palace would fall into turmoil again without its strongest leader.

As for him, the West Sea Dragon Palace was always just a powerful tool, to be discarded whenever it blocked the way.

"Rise, Dragon Public, it was just a casual question,"

The heavy pressure dissipated instantly.

Dragon Public struggled to his feet, his expression extremely respectful.

"This servant acknowledges his mistake!"

With a wave of the young man’s hand, the gathering slowly dispersed back to both sides.

The meeting ended quickly thereafter.

Many powerful beings began to leave in succession.

Liang Hui sat upright on the Dragon Throne, recalling information and events related to the Land of Ruins, his eyes growing increasingly bright.

The Ruins of Return Secret Realm, located at the head of Yang Mountain, opens once every two hundred million years.

Only two years remained until the next opening.

Usually hidden in Chaos, existing between being and non-being, even Great Luo could not capture it.

The previous Dragon Monarch had not participated, but he still knew many secrets about the realm.

The secret realm housed many remnants and treasures from previous eras, as well as rare Precious Medicine, and of course, the chaotic and disorderly ferocious beasts.

Danger and opportunity accompanied each other!

Participate!

Without any hesitation, Liang Hui made his decision.

He would spend the upcoming time doing everything possible to enhance his strength, to face the impending dangers. novelbuddy.cσ๓

And the Ruins of Return Secret Realm was undoubtedly a good choice.

As for the dangers, since he had embarked on the path of cultivation, what dangers could concern him?

Having made up his mind, Liang Hui no longer hesitated and began preparing.

Ten days later, a streak of Flowing Light flew out from the West Sea Dragon Palace.

It crossed the Chaos, traversed the void, entered the sea, and then rapidly headed towards the continent.

Half a month later, a swath of darkness emerged in Liang Hui’s field of vision.

Endless Great Yues, a coastline that stretched out of sight, ancient woods that reached for the skies, and powerful auras hidden within the mountains and forests.

’Great Wilderness Continent?’

The young man murmured to himself, transfixed by the mountains and rivers before him, then raised his head to look towards the Vast Heavens.

A moment later,

His body’s aura began to converge, slowly camouflaging as he headed towards Yangshou Mountain.

Yangshou Mountain was located in the west of the continent, beside the Han Sea, quite a distance away, necessitating a lengthy journey.

He sped along the way, mostly uneventfully, but he occasionally encountered beings that were troublesome.

Predatory Great Demons, strangely bizarre creatures, were all killed and cleared by Liang Hui as he advanced, leaving a trail of slaughter in his wake.

Until.

"Is the Human Race still in tribal form?"

Liang Hui stood high in the sky, a slight frown on his brow as he looked at the humans below dressed in animal skins and hunting.

This was his first encounter with the Human Race since entering this realm.

Some of the Guest Elders from the Dragon Palace, including the former Heavenly Court Envoy, although humanoid, he could tell they were merely disguised as such.

Their true nature was not human, but other species.

The young man extended his hand, drawing in a strand of aura, and Divine Skills were activated.

Scenes flashed through his mind as if he were experiencing them firsthand.

It turned out to be just a remote tribe, with the main human population located in the eastern part of the continent.

There, the Human Race civilization was brilliant, with many strong individuals, worthy of being one of the rulers of the Great Wilderness Realm.

Liang Hui nodded his head, and his figure immediately disappeared.

It was just curiosity after all, and he did not do much else.

About two months later, Liang Hui arrived before a Heavenly Pillar.

Yes! A Heavenly Pillar!

Like reddish stone pillars that propped up heaven and earth, numerous great stars circled around it.

Fire, Pure Yang, and other Taoism Principles filled the Vast Heavens.

Powerful auras belonging to immortals ascended from the Heavenly Pillar.

One by one, mighty figures stood tall in the four corners of the world, solidifying space and halting time.

"Is this Yangshou Mountain?"

Liang Hui stood in the sky, sensing various Taoism Principles, and gazed at the powerful figures one after another.

At the same time, some powerful beings also scrutinized the youth, their eyes flickering.

Under the nearly monopolistic control of the Heavenly Emperor of Wood Great Path, few beings were willing to embark on this path.

Unfazed by the surrounding scrutinizing gazes, Liang Hui stepped onto the peak of Yangshou Mountain and sat in a corner, carefully sensing the embedded Taoism Principles in the divine mountain.

The other beings gradually withdrew their gaze and quietly waited for the opening of the Land of Ruins.

A being that had entered a dead end wasn’t worth their extra attention.

Until a year later.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Three dragon roars, three extremely robust figures came side by side.

Overwhelmingly powerful auras pervaded the heaven and earth, causing even Shouyang Mountain to tremble slightly.

"Dragon Monarch, you are crossing the line!"

A fierce shout interrupted the mighty dragon might.

A man with a handsome face and golden hair, wearing golden battle armor and resembling a gold sun, stepped forward.

He stood in front of the three Dragon Monarchs.

Behind him, two gaunt old men looked somberly at the three Dragon Monarchs.

Powerful beings around them watched the confrontation, their eyes dim and uncertain.

"Indeed, the Demon Tribe and Dragon Race don’t get along, the Demon Tribe always wants to count the Dragon Race as their own."

"It is the Crown Prince of the Demon Tribe, a descendant of Kunpeng."

"Only three Dragon Monarchs came; it seems the rumor that the West Sea Dragon Monarch has fallen is true!"

"Let them fight it out, fewer competitors."

...

No covering up, the noisy voices continuously echoed.

That made the confronting Demon and Dragon sides withdraw their intent to fight.

The three Dragon Monarchs scanned the surroundings and found a place to sit down.

The South Sea Dragon Monarch’s gaze paused on a youth; he felt a trace of dragon might that reminded him of some unpleasant matters.

He took a deep look at the youth.

The South Sea Dragon Monarch and his two elder brothers sat at the forefront of Shouyang Mountain.

At the same time, a layer of brilliance arose, enveloping the forms of the three Dragon Monarchs.

Liang Hui’s eyes slightly narrowed, watching the blurry figures of the three Dragon Monarchs.

’Have you noticed it?’ the youth muttered inwardly.

He hadn’t concealed his aura too much. It was likely that any anomalies had been detected.

A trace of cold light flashed through the depths of Liang Hui’s eyes. He had a life-and-death feud with the sworn brother of the former West Sea Dragon Monarch.

Should he kill his opponent now?

Liang Hui toyed with the Myriad Dragons Bell in his palm, lost in thought.

Moments later, he lifted his head, looked towards the Vast Heavens, and his lips slightly curled.

"How fortunate indeed!"

Under the murmuring, the Myriad Dragons Bell slowly faded away.

Along with the youth’s figure, which also entered Chaos and disappeared from sight.

Time steadily flowed.

One powerful being after another arrived, waiting for the opening of the Land of Ruins.

About half a year passed.

Boom!

A roaring sound echoed in the hearts of all beings.

With Shouyang Mountain as the center, a radius of millions of miles plunged into utter darkness and annihilation.

The Land of Ruins had arrived!