The blue clothes are dyed with frost.

When the entire world learned of the future.
Some worshipped me like a deity, while others regarded me as a demon!
Some tried to persuade me to switch allegiances, while others prayed for me to trek the invincible path once more.
Daoist magic, martial arts, prodigies, goddesses, demonesses, immortal emperors... they were merely supporting characters on the stage.
And I still remained the center of the world!

I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world

Liang Hui's Inner Strength began to surge within his body.


Layers of cyan armor plates attached themselves onto his robes.


The armor was ancient and weathered, filled with a commanding aura.


At the same time, azure thunder loosened with streams of red flame, seethed upon the long spear.


Even the soaring Fire Bird cast down its gaze in respect.


He leaped into the air, spear raised high.


The spear seemed to traverse through time, instantly piercing the Fire Bird's breast.


Amidst a mournful cry, it exploded with a boom.


Fire rain mixed with radiance scattered in all directions.


The youth landed and strode forward, his target the stone pillar.


Another bellow echoed, and the Silver Wolf quickly took shape, blocking his path.


The spear thrust forth without hesitation, making the Silver Wolf howl in agony, dissolving into a puddle of flowing light.


Liang Hui's pace remained unchanged, though a frown creased his brow.


Chapter 159: The Golden Spear, the Chariot, What's Still Missing?