I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 460 - 54 Myriad Spirits Great Path Complete!

The voice was hearty and, in a moment, spread throughout the entire Boundary Sea and the endless space-time.

For a time, the Boundary Sea fell into silence.

Liang Hui’s gaze slightly narrowed as the name of Namo Mountain King Buddha came up; he had entered dreams involving many monks from the Buddhist Sect and had gained some understanding.

The Sutuo Mountain where he stationed himself was even called by the Spirit Mountain Buddha Sect as a gathering place for "Buddha bandits."

As for why the Buddhist Sect would go so far as to cast out such a powerful Great Luo combatant, Liang Hui couldn’t help but have a muscle twitch at the corner of his mouth.

It was indeed this Mountain King Buddha whose indulgence in all manners of sensual pleasures, being well-versed in every single one.

He often took in young flute players and was particularly adept at ’physical’ conversion methods, especially the powerful ’strike’ of enlightenment, which opened the minds of many strong practitioners.

It was rumored that even the recently fallen Maitreya Buddha had his mind opened by him.

Liang Hui’s cluttered thoughts flashed by and he once again focused his attention on the River of Time.

The hand that cut through the River of Time suddenly stopped.

A deep voice then spread throughout the heavens.

"Agreed!"

"However..."

The palm gently lifted and then pressed down toward Sutuo Mountain.

"The remaining half strike, Mountain King senior, take it for the Buddhist Sect."

The light between the fingers scattered, as if the primordial Chaos was being parted, and heaven and earth were reopened.

World after world faintly emerged, spirit after spirit reappeared, path after path gathered in the palm, countless civilizations shone brightly.

This half-strike contained the Great Path, countless civilizations, history, time, and even that slain Buddha Ancestor!

The middle-aged monk, sitting on the Lotus Platform, reined in his smile and donned an expression of majestic serenity.

His thick arm raised, fingers clenched, and he smashed his fist toward that world encompassing palm.

Boom!

Just one punch, and an indescribable majestic force violently erupted!

In an instant, the earth turned upside down, space-time shattered, and the roiling Chaos turned into absolute nothingness.

Within that nothingness, in the immeasurable realm, immeasurable great strength surged forth, shaking the very beginning of the Taiji Era, affecting all universes up to this moment.

"The Strength Great Path!"

Liang Hui’s brows furrowed slightly.

He was no longer the neophyte, clueless about everything in the Great Wilderness Realm.

There is no superiority among the paths; the path of strength is not higher than others.

However, people differ in stature, and the superiority of paths is determined by them.

Thinking of those beings who have walked the Path of Strength through the ages, they had pushed the path to an extremely powerful level.

As they either perished or transcended, those who came after naturally benefited from their legacy.

Among these thoughts.

One fist, one palm, across time.

They collided!

Humming~~

Everything came to a standstill.

Space-time, myriad paths, laws, the universe, all existence—during that moment of collision, they ceased to be as if obliterated.

Who knows how much time had passed.

The Chaos receded, the colors returned, and the pale palm slowly withdrew.

Together with that towering figure standing downstream in time, he too disappeared without a trace.

The Mountain King Buddha seated on the Lotus Platform looked at the indentation on the back of his hand, a momentary gravitas flashing in his eyes.

Then, he cast his gaze toward the Great Wilderness Realm, his lips spread into a wide laugh.

"Fellow Buddhist friends, come and join my sect."

"I am in need of a few flute... bah!... I am in need of several Bodhisattvas and Arhats."

His fingers reached out, spanning across the vast Boundary Sea, directly stretching into the Great Wilderness and grabbing toward Spirit Mountain.

There was no resistance, nor the strength to resist.

What remained of the Buddhist Sect, along with Spirit Mountain, was taken away with a single grasp.

Leaving behind the stunned beings of the Great Wilderness Realm.

Too many things happened today, each capable of influencing the future of the Boundary Sea.

Liang Hui stood in the midst of the Boundary Sea, recalling the recent exchange of a palm and a fist.

After a long while, he headed deeper into the Boundary Sea.

....

In a desolate universe, a slender figure was seated on a brown planet.

The surroundings were pockmarked with craters, full of holes from meteorite impacts.

Liang Hui’s eyes were closed, his consciousness continuously elevating, entering the Myriad Spirits Great Path River.

At this moment, upstream on the Myriad Spirits Great Path, there was no other figure but him.

"This is the greatest harvest of today."

Liang Hui chuckled lightly, stepping forward with long strides.

The comprehension of the Path of the Myriad Spirits in the Fire Cloud Cave had long lifted his Path of the Myriad Spirits to an extremely high realm, and now he could finally advance with all his strength.

He moved forward unceasingly, his profound accumulation fully bursting forth, as if encountering no bottlenecks.

One year!

Three years!

Eight years!

After journeying on the Myriad Spirits Great Path for a full eight years, he successfully established himself at the origin of the Myriad Spirits, thoroughly occupying the Myriad Spirits Great Path.

Liang Hui’s closed eyes slowly opened, feeling the immense strength in his body taken to the extreme, and that incredibly rich Taoism Principle.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The young man laughed heartily towards the heavens, having cultivated another Great Path to completion.

And this was just the beginning.

Thanks to the contributions of Emperor Qinghua in the East and the Human Emperor of the Cangli Clan, the Wood Great Path had already been cultivated by him to a position in the middle of the upper stream.

In at most two hundred years, he was confident that he would cultivate the Wood Great Path to perfection.

"Now, the most important thing is the Space Great Path."

Liang Hui’s laughter ceased, his eyes thoughtful.

As long as he cultivated the Space Great Path to perfection, he could recall his other self and advance towards Great Luo.

However, some hundreds of years ago, something happened to the River of Space, and the upstream was completely obscured.

Standing on the Space Great Path’s midstream, he could no longer see clearly ahead.

Luckily, he finally had the time to explore the Space Great Path.

In his thoughts, Liang Hui’s consciousness began to ascend, quickly arriving at the origin of the Myriad Spirits Great Path.

He sat on the Imperial Throne, draped in a robe woven with the Myriad Spirit Taoism Principle, his gaze turning towards the other Great Paths.

Yin Yang, wind, light, cause and effect... His gaze moved steadily forward, passing one Great Path after another.

Finally, with his cultivation of the Space Great Path, he locked onto a silver-colored Great Path River.

Layers of Silver Mist enshrouded everything, rendering it vague and obstructing his view.

The young man’s demeanor was calm, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

Dang!

With a sound like metal striking metal, ripples formed one after another.

In an undetectable manner, they dispersed the layers of Silver Mist on the River of Space.

Liang Hui’s eyes looked down from above, surveying the entire Space Great Path.

Before he could observe much further, a silver-white palm stretched out from the Space Great Path and swept across gently.

The Silver Mist regenerated, blocking his gaze once more.

"What do you mean by this, Taoist friend?"

A gentle voice emanated from within the Space Great Path.

Liang Hui’s brows furrowed, not responding, as the fleeting scene made him grave.

The two opposing figures that were once upstream on the Space Great Path had disappeared.

Only one figure stood at the origin, occupying the whole path.

Behind it, streams of flowing light, like chicks returning to their nest, kept entering its body.

This scene was all too familiar to Liang Hui.

When he first met his ’future self,’ it was just like this.

This was the process of transcending to Great Luo, gathering his other self.

"After all, I underestimated the people of the world!"

Liang Hui sighed softly, recalling when he first stepped onto the Space Great Path, only to see two figures confronting each other, both a considerable distance from the origin.

Now, it seemed clear that one had been concealing their true ability, striking down their opponent in one fell swoop hundreds of years ago and then rapidly moving to the origin...

Completely preventing any accidents from happening.

"Fortunately, it’s still possible to make amends!"

Liang Hui murmured, his figure slowly dissipating.