I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 459 - 53: The Fall of Great Luo!

At the same time, towering figures arrived from the Celestial Court.

Draped in the Myriad Star Emperor Robe was the North Pole Ziwei Emperor, leaning on a cane like an old man; the Emperor Nanji Changsheng, clad in yellow mist attire, wearing a green jade belt; the Chengtian Xiao Fahuang Diqi, dressed in yellow glow and clothed in green jade; and the Water Star Monarch standing on two Flood Dragons,...

Apart from a few emperors who had fallen, the powerful beings of the Heavenly Court Six Emperors had all arrived!

Within the thirty-three layers of heaven, Infinite Heavenly Soldiers, led by immortals and Heavenly Generals, set up one terrifying Great Formation after another, their Immortal Light illuminating the entire Great Wilderness.

The air bristled with murderous auras, deadly auras, Immortal Light, and the will to fight, interweaving and colliding in ways that made the world itself shake.

Countless living beings in the Great Wilderness Realm raised their heads in shock, witnessing such a scene.

"The full might of the Celestial Court has been unleashed; this is a battle to the end!"

"Can we win? Is it worth it? If the Celestial Court suffers heavy losses, the entire Great Wilderness will be thrown into chaos."

"Chaos? Ha, let’s see if the Great Wilderness can withstand the aftermath of a battle first. If war breaks out, the world itself will collapse."

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One living being after another went from shock to anxiety, and many powerful beings had already decided to leave the Great Wilderness after this battle.

The fights that had occurred over the past thousand years had been too brutal, instilling in them a sense of fear.

However, when Liang Hui no longer concealed his appearance, fully revealing his own aura,

In the Great Wilderness Realm, those top powers and overwhelming beings, those who occupied the roots of the Great Path, looked towards the scene beneath the thirty-three layers of heaven with a flicker of recollection in their eyes.

They seemed to see through time, envisioning another future.

It seemed that once before, he had also faced the Demon Master lineage and the Buddhist Sect head-on.

In the end, the Demon Master lineage that had been overwhelming the Nuwa Emperor lineage to the point of suffocation turned into a thing of the past.

Once magnificent and Immortal, the Buddhist Sect that sought to cross all of the Great Wilderness now had only a few leftovers.

This time, the outcome...

Liang Hui’s lips curled into a smile as he scanned the Heavenly Court Six Emperors, the Eight Star Monarchs, the myriad Immortal Gods, and the terrifying Great Formations set all around.

His right hand rested on the Taoist Sword; his left hand opened, and between the flow of golden light, the Immortal War Spear was slowly drawn out; the Human Emperor Banner flew out from his bosom and stood behind him, fluttering in the wind; the Void Bright Bell suspended in his hair rose, trailing strands of silvery light.

The Myriad Dragons Bell, hanging at his waist, swayed in the wind, emitting bursts of dragon roars.

In this moment, the figure of the youth was enveloped by boundless radiance, only a pair of eyes showing through, cold and merciless.

"If you want war, then fight until you despair!"

A low whisper.

Infinite waves of energy formed, extinguishing one Great Formation after another, causing even Chaos to surge and flow backward. freēwēbnovel.com

By this time, the Great Heavenly Venerate had also realized the true identity of the being before him, his expression growing extremely grave.

He was well aware of the fate of the Buddhist Sect and Demon Master lineage; after all, the Celestial Court had been the greatest beneficiary.

But with all the Celestial Court’s strong assembled, how could he simply leave? He was caught in a dilemma.

Nevertheless, the Queen Mother, who had always stood behind Liang Hui, made the choice for him, her shadow dissipating.

When she appeared once more, she was already beside the Great Heavenly Venerate.

Hu~

A gust of chaotic airflow blew by, lifting his coronet, revealing a plain and majestic face.

The Great Heavenly Venerate’s hands hung down as he slowly began to speak:

"The Western Star Lord, Emperor Gouchen of the Upper Palace, who sought to harm the Xuan Shui Supreme, the Supreme Dragon Emperor, has now been slain."

"The Dragon Emperor is innocent, but his methods are too ruthless; he is stripped of all positions and titles in the Celestial Court."

As he spoke, the intangible blessings on Liang Hui’s body dispersed in an instant.

That was the favor of heaven and earth, the care of the world!

After speaking, the Great Heavenly Venerate turned around and headed to the Celestial Court.

Countless mighty beings, Immortal Soldiers, and Immortal Generals followed the Great Heavenly Venerate as they left.

A war that might have overturned the Great Wilderness.

It’s gone!

Liang Hui watched the departing Immortal Gods, put away his weapon, and walked towards the Outside the Great Wilderness Realm.

If combat could be avoided, that was of course for the best.

Although he did not fear the Celestial Court, at the moment, transforming his gains into strength was what mattered most.

In the midst of his thoughts, he had already left the Great Wilderness, entered the Boundary Sea, and was heading in an even more distant direction.

This time, he truly left the land where Immortal Gods converged.

Suddenly, within the Vast Boundary Sea, Infinite Beings, including Liang Hui, all looked up to the sky.

The vast and boundless River of Time appeared.

An elongated figure, formed from endless Five-Colored Radiant Light, with a hand penetrating a Buddha, then tore it apart.

Such a horrifying scene unfolded in the past, the present, and the future, everywhere within the River of Time.

The Five-Colored Light gradually spread throughout the downstream of the River of Time, leaving only the silhouette of a vague beast struggling.

Wuu wuu wuu~~~

Within the Boundary Sea, among the heavens, blood blossoms drifted down, as if the cries of gods and demons were echoing in every minute space.

Great Luo falls, and heaven and earth mourn together!

Atop Spirit Mountain, a beautiful monk clad in a Golden Kasaya, barefoot, sat on top of a Lotus Platform, with cracks forming one after another behind the Buddha statue.

The monk’s eyes were void of life, with droplets of blood falling as tears, as he pressed his hands together and bowed in prayer.

"Our Buddha, has returned to silence!"

Infinite space-time, the boundless Boundary Sea.

One after another Buddha statue crumbled and fell, one after another monk and priest, with hearts filled with sorrow, wept blood in homage!

Before the Buddha, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats could mourn, the towering figure condensed from Five-Colored Light, bathed in Buddha’s Blood, turned to look at all the Buddhist monks and nuns.

Past, future, present, all members of the Buddhist Sect felt a chill in their hearts, staring back in shock.

There, the unfathomable figure raised an arm, spread out its fingers, and pressed down.

With just a press, the River of Time completely rolled back, in chaos.

Five-Colored Radiant Light, with the movement of the hand, transitioned from the Five Elements to Yin Yang, with Yin Yang uniting as one, and finally, with a reverse pressure against Myriad Paths, it pierced through layers of time, aiming for the age-old Buddhist Sect.

Countless Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Arhats, turned to ash in this instance.

This palm strike sought to eradicate the Buddhist Sect.

With nowhere to hide, no way to struggle, beings of the Buddhist Sect could only close their eyes and await death.

Liang Hui stood within the Boundary Sea, watching the ’future self’s’ dazzling fist light, feeling the desire to press down a myriad of paths with an overpowering spirit.

The youth couldn’t help but press his palms together, exclaiming in admiration:

"What a punch, what a spirit!"

Liang Hui was not alone in this sentiment.

One after another Great Luo stood in a place incomprehensible to mortals, their expressions grave as they watched the punch crossing through time.

And at this moment, in the Boundary Sea, on a Supreme Buddha Mountain so vast it was inconceivable.

A middle-aged bald man casually draped in a red Kasaya, bare-armed, sat nonchalantly on top of a Lotus Platform.

He wore golden Buddha Beads around his neck, exuding an air of worldliness.

Beneath the Lotus Platform, muscular Buddhas, Arhats, and even Bodhisattvas, solemnly recited scriptures.

"Heh, I said that Maitreya fellow was on the wrong path, a heretical, twisted Buddha, and look, he got killed by someone."

"How could a true Buddha be hammered to death?"

The bald Great Han laughed out loud, not bothering to conceal it.

Then, he looked towards the more than half-dead Spirit Mountain Buddha Sect, raising his head:

"Youngster, how about giving this Mountain King some face?"