I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 485 - 79: Return as the Original Self!

Great Wilderness Realm, above the thirty-three layers of heaven.

The Celestial Court had long been lost to time, while the Divine Court stood enduring, radiating endless divine light, illuminating every minute detail.

Countless powerful beings, from the Great Wilderness and the Boundary Sea, came to worship.

However, all were refused outside the gates, prohibiting any non-Divine Court beings from entering the palace.

Even the Great Luo were no exception.

It was unknown how much time had passed when a slender figure clad in a Blue Robe, with a Golden Bell hanging at the waist, appeared before the Divine Court.

Liang Hui tilted his head slightly, gazing at the splendid Divine Court, an involuntary smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Well done."

His words drifted away, and the figure of the young man had vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was within a courtyard, as far as the eye could see.

Streams flowed, rockeries were bizarre, various exotic flowers and plants vied for beauty, emitting a hazy, immortal mist.

It was an absolutely beautiful scene, yet it paled in comparison to the four even more beautiful women present.

"I’m back."

A deep voice echoed through the courtyard.

It made Tang Tang, Su Yao, Qing Tian, and Feng Li turn their attention to that exceedingly familiar figure.

Whether it was the aura or the appearance, even after two million years, it was just as before, without the slightest change.

Or rather, there was not the slightest difference in front of the four women.

Before the women could respond,

the young man’s voice came again:

"I’ve won after two million years of conquering and battling."

"From now on, across the vast Boundary Sea, through endless time, the Taiji Era shall have no rivals."

The gentle words transmitted throughout the courtyard.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two figures, one to the left and one to the right, plunged directly into Liang Hui’s arms.

"Hui, welcome home, I and Niantang, and the three sisters have missed you very much," came a voice tinged with tears from Tang Tang.

Two million years, far too prolonged and vast.

She had waited too long! Far too long!!

And throughout such a lengthy period, Hui had been continuously fighting, the hardship of which she could scarcely imagine.

"Your Majesty, I knew you would win, no one can defeat you."

The woman in the black dress spoke softly, her confidence indescribable.

Yet teardrops unconsciously flowed, soaking the young man’s clothes.

Snap! Snap!

Liang Hui’s hands reached out, gently stroking the backs of the two women, his eyes filled with softness.

"Just an opponent, how could I fail."

At this moment, the young man’s heart felt a warmth like never before, which was why he resisted merging into the ’Divine Emperor.’

With attachments, with the softest spots, why would he wish to lose them?

The young man looked forward, glancing at Qing Tian and Feng Li who had approached his side, whispering,

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Your conquest of various realms, your gathering of fortunes, were of great help during the war."

"As long as it was helpful," Qing Tian nodded, her brows and eyes slightly curved, showing a happy smile.

Such an expression, for the first time on Qing Tian’s face, was bright and moving.

"In face of the Divine Court, worlds fled, even the powerful ones chose not to oppose us and instead departed."

"It wasn’t at all difficult."

Feng Li’s lips barely moved.

The young man nodded.

"Whether they surrendered or left, I will reward them and satisfy them."

Whatever the reason, as long as they didn’t complicate things during his battles, it was a decent friendship.

During this brief conversation, Tang Tang slowly realized she was lying in the young man’s arms, her face blushing.

Pushing Liang Hui away, she slowly stood up.

"Hui, Niantang has never met you since his birth, although he hasn’t spoken, I know he misses you terribly."

"Niantang?"

Liang Hui thought of the battlefield in the Celestial Court, the composed young man, his face’s smile growing even warmer.

He patted Su Yao on the back, signaling her to get up.

"Let him come over, I have been a negligent father."

"Hui, you don’t need to..."

"Let him come over."

Liang Hui chuckled, cutting off Tang Tang’s persuasion.

Negligence is negligence, after all, it’s probably the first time the father and son have met since the son’s birth.

Tang Tang nodded, no longer spoke, and sent a message for Liang Niangtang to come.

During this time, Liang Hui and several women sat on stone chairs, conversing about their respective situations.

About half an hour passed.

A knock on the door, accompanied by a steady voice, slowly came through.

"Mother, I’m here."

"Niantang, come in."

Tang Tang spoke, sitting gracefully on the stone chair, her face warm with affection.

Creak!

The door was pushed open directly, and a young man clad in black armor, with a serene face, stepped forth.

His long hair was thick and cascaded over his shoulders, and he had a dark long spear carried on his back, his whole figure resembling a mobile Great Yue.

"Mother, Second Mother, Third Mother, Fourth Mother..."

Liang Niangtang greeted each in turn before finally fixing his gaze on the majestic figure sitting on the stone chair.

Boom! Thunder rolled!

Heaven and earth vanished, everything concealed, time itself seemed to freeze.

It was as if facing the Dao itself, peering at the supreme holiness, like an ant looking up at the Qing Tian!

It seemed like millennia, and yet it was just a blink of an eye.

A gentle voice then reached his mind.

"Not bad."

The world reappeared, colors slowly returned, and time flowed once again.

He saw a man in a blue robe, with long hair over his shoulders and a handsome face, smiling at him.

Deep, gentle, and with a familial closeness, he opened his mouth and exclaimed,

"Father!"

"Come sit."

Liang Hui gestured with one hand, and a stone chair appeared in front of him, indicating for him to sit and talk.

The young man nodded slightly, stepped forward, and sat down.

"Over the years, I have neglected my duties as a father, leaving everything to Tang Tang. I’m sorry."

Liang Hui’s gaze was earnest; no excuse could justify his neglect, and he disdained to offer any.

"Father, you were battling, and mother and I couldn’t help..." Liang Niangtang began.

Any slight estrangement he might have felt had already dissipated the moment he saw his father.

He was never foolish, fully aware that without his father’s fierce battles, he could never have had such a favorable environment to grow up in.

Liang Hui shook his head.

"It’s not the same."

He reached out his palm, and a platinum pearl appeared.

The pearl radiated brilliant light, and one could vaguely see endless brightness bursting from within.

"This pearl, obtained from slaying that Da Luo who tried to capture you, contains a True Spirit that I have erased."

"Take it as compensation for my negligence."

Da Luo Heavy Artifact!

Liang Niangtang’s mind was shaken; this was a treasure not even found in the entire Divine Court, casually placed before him.

The young man slightly turned his head, unconsciously looking towards his mother.

After Tang Tang nodded in confirmation, he reached out his hand and took the pearl.

"Thank you, Father."

Liang Hui did not withdraw his hand but turned his gaze to the young man’s black armor and the long spear behind him.

"Fine Battle Armor and Long Spear, probably crafted by Tang Tang for you."

"But ultimately, it’s somewhat lacking."

In a murmuring voice, his palm waved lightly, and patterns danced, intertwined, and collided, finally etching onto the armor and long spear.

In an instant, the Battle Armor and Long Spear underwent drastic transformations, emanating an extremely formidable aura, which then swiftly subsided and disappeared.