I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 35 - The Grand Ceremony

“But since you have personally launched an attack on the Yuan Yang Sect’s gates and kidnapped that person’s kin, you will surely follow through with your own ideas.”

“However, you must be worried too, Master, otherwise, you wouldn’t have allowed only our Spirit Bodies to come here.”

With her red lips slightly parting, Su Yao’s words gradually took on a tone of pity.

“Could you let this child live as a fallback for our Dao lineage?”

The Demon Spirit Dao Master scrutinized the child hiding behind Su Yao carefully before speaking.

“I’ll try not to crush this ant to death,” he said.

As he spoke, the indistinct figure stepped forward slowly, approaching the child.

The next moment, his palm was already placed on the head of Liang Si.

From the deepest bloodline essence within Liang Si’s body, something fundamental was being stripped away, and the brightest speck of Spiritual Light within his soul was being carved out, gradually converging into a gray spherical shape in the woman’s palm.

The woman didn’t look at the frail figure collapsed on the ground but carefully examined the gray sphere in her hand.

She whispered in a low voice, “That person indeed dealt with it cleanly! No matter how utterly it was severed, it once existed after all.”

A dazzling bloody radiance and a bronze compass appeared before her.

Using a Primordial Spirit True Being, who walked the path of blood, as a sacrifice, with the Seven-Star Compass of the Demon Spirit Sect as the implement, and relying on the kin’s soul and the essence of the bloodline as the guide.

I will find you!

Sacrifice!

With a low shout, the green brilliance of the Seven-Star Compass instantly enveloped the bloody radiance.

At this moment, for tens of miles around, the air was filled with oppression, screams, and despair — a variety of negative emotions, those of a Primordial Spirit True Being’s unwillingness and resentment just before death.

Immediately after, the gray sphere was also cast into the bronze-colored brilliance.

A massive green pillar of light soared into the sky, and the intense light seemed to immerse the whole world in its radiance.

Yuan Yang Sect.

The towering figure seated in the grand hall curved a smile as the green pillar of light rose.

Leizhou, Liang Hui driving a carriage, at the very moment when the bronze-colored light surged upwards.

An exploration from the deepest part of the bloodline began to surface, followed swiftly by overwhelming feelings of immense danger.

Faced with such a situation, Liang Hui’s eyebrows furrowed, but he didn’t panic too much.

This day has arrived later than he had anticipated.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into his mind, regretfully gazing at the Flowing Light Bell, radiating Eternal Radiance.

If he could control one ten-thousandth of the Flowing Light Bell’s power, he would have many ways to evade this detection from his bloodline’s essence.

But there were no ifs!

Creak!

The bell trembled slightly, and a narrow crack appeared.

An oceanic and abyssal energy began to emerge, formless and weak, yet a trace of new energy followed the young man’s will and flowed into the source of the detection.

He had no power to control the Flowing Light Bell, but it was possible for him to let it self-destruct in a very small part to counter the enemy.

In an instant, all bloodline detection and bloody sacrifices were rendered null and void.

Liang Hui’s eyes, profound in their depth, glanced at the direction in which the Flowing Light Bell’s power had vanished, then steered the carriage in a different direction to go.

Such a wretched situation!

Liang Hui sighed softly.

…

An unknown place.

Beneath the bronze pillar of light that touched down to the earth and pierced the sky.

It dispersed the clouds beneath its feet and also the fog that enveloped the Demon Spirit Dao Master. Draped in a red robe trimmed with gold, half of her face was concealed by an ornate mask, revealing only a slightly pointed chin and lips red like blazing flames.

She reached out with a hand as pure as white jade, attempting to grasp the suspended bronze Compass.

The next moment, her expression drastically changed.

“Go!”

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A bell, larger than mountains, materialized before the pillar of light.

The bell radiated with an undying, unbreaking luminescence, as if it could suppress the ages of the world.

Dong!

Time seemed to stop.

For an instant, the earth surged like tumultuous tsunami waves!

Afterward.

Mountains crumbled, the pillar of light snapped, the world turned upside down, the view obscured.

In the sky, there was a sea of extraordinary lights and colors, as if holy spirits were singing praises for the gods.

Only a thousand suns could compete with such brilliance!

But no one was there to behold such a breathtaking scene.

Dust from the sky gently settled.

Two figures appeared on the now-flattened earth, staring in shock at the scene before them.

The figure in the red robe collapsed to the ground, with a child lying at her feet, one hand holding the cracked mask, gazing at her now empty right arm.

“Truly powerful! At my peak, I probably wouldn’t even be worthy to catch your gaze,” she mused.

“But at last, I have detected the general direction.”

She turned,

gazing toward the east.

…

Time passed in a blur, four days went by.

During these four days, Liang Hui had been traveling non-stop, cutting back on even his cultivation time.

Fortunately, four days and nights of constant journeying had completely changed his direction.

The sun was about to set.

By the side of the road, a brightly lit village came into view, and the noise from within was faintly audible.

Liang Hui held the reins, slowly altering the carriage’s direction, steering clear of the village.

He seldom entered such villages situated on the outskirts of the wilderness during these four days; when he did, it was only to exchange for vegetables and other food.

After all, in the wilderness, people were always more dangerous than wild animals.

As the carriage was about to pass by the village, a pristine white steed came galloping head-on, ridden by a slender woman in green with a ghost-faced mask and carrying a long-handled hammer, urging her horse into a rapid charge.

Liang Hui’s hand rested on the long spear beside him, his gaze fixed on the woman charging toward him rapidly.

“Who goes there? What’s your business?” he called out.

“Just passing through!” she replied.

In the brief exchange, the woman had ridden her white steed into the village.

Liang Hui drove the carriage, choosing a smoother direction to continue on.

He faintly heard the sounds of combat and clashing metal from the village but had no desire to investigate.

Instead, he sped up the carriage.

Only when it was deep into the night did Liang Hui stop the carriage and build up a fire around it.

He took some vegetables and meat from the carriage and started cooking.

Before long, the aroma of the food began to fill the air.

He ate heartily.

After finishing the meal, he crawled into the carriage and leaned against the medicinal herbs, pulling out a green pair of gauntlets from his bosom.

This was an ‘entrance to dream’ item he had acquired from Chen Gu, the Chen Family Patriarch, and only now did he have the time to explore it in dreams.