Chapter 383: Fighting the Immortal, Talking about the Future

"Why did he appear here?"

The young man in white had a frown on his brows. The octagonal roulette in his eyes slowly turned, and the light of Taiyi covered everything.

The white-robed shadow raised his head and glanced at the long river of Dao, then lowered his eyes and looked at Liang Hui.

"Come on, take my punch." So simple and clear.

The white-robed figure stepped forward, stretched out his arms, spread out his five fingers, and pressed down loudly.

Boom!

The chaos exploded directly, and the so-called calamity clouds disappeared into thin air.

A gigantic hand rose from the sea of ​​​​boundary, and the fingers that looked like billions of sacred mountains clenched together to form a huge fist that held up life and death and shook the sea of ​​​​boundary.

Countless worlds shook, and that fist mark rose up. The strong wind made the worlds fly around, sweeping away the chaos.

At this moment, Liang Hui's expression was extremely solemn. He felt the biggest crisis since he started practicing. His body was shaking and he wanted to avoid the punch.

If you can't take this punch, you will die!

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of foul air, and all distracting thoughts turned into a fiery fighting spirit.
Liang Hui made the same move.

Taking a step forward, stretching out his arms, his fingers and palms change millions of times in a millionth of a second, and each change is the pinnacle of his skill.

With every change, a living being appears behind the young man.

The three Taoist ancestors who knew the mysteries of time, the two Demon Kings who dominated the world, the six saints who controlled the world, the seventy-five emperors from ancient times to now in the central realms, and hundreds of millions of living beings all appeared behind Liang Hui.

Following the young man's boxing skills, he stepped forward.

The fist of one person is the fist of all life and the fist of all spirits.

One punch decides life or death, one punch decides the fate of the world.

In an instant, Liang Hui began to collide with the white-robed shadow!

Chaos is boiling, everything is silent, and countless worlds are drifting away in this collision!

The kings of the Central Realm looked up at the sky with a dazed expression, as if they saw countless suns exploding outside the world.

Let the vast world be infected with a layer of magnificent fist spirit.

boom!
It seemed like tens of millions of years, but also like a moment. Everything in the chaos disappeared, and the world strangely fell into absolute tranquility.

Two majestic figures stood facing each other.

Liang Hui lowered his eyes and looked at the fist mark half a finger deep on his chest with an inexplicable expression.

He took the punch.

This was the first time he encountered such a strong opponent in the same realm. If he hadn't revealed his trump card, it would have been difficult to take this punch.

The white-robed figure stood with his fists clenched, a hint of joy flashing across his eyes, as if he was happy that someone was willing to fight him.

He glanced around, looking at the ruined worlds.

The illusory palm raised and stroked gently.

The broken is recovering, the dead is being reborn, and everything returns to how it was before.

The white-robed figure took one last look at the young man before gradually disappearing.

Liang Hui looked up at the calamity cloud that dissipated along with the shadow, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I hope we can fight each other again."

The next moment, a seemingly eternal immortal light burst out from the young man's body.

It was a brilliant fairy light that interpreted too many great truths, just like the most beautiful flower of time. Its fairy energy illuminated this sea of ​​​​world, scattered fairy rays in the sky, and nourished all living beings.

At this moment, countless creatures knelt down involuntarily and worshiped in the direction of the shining fairy light.

"Is this the power of an emperor?"

"How could an emperor have such power!"

The kings of the Central Realm looked at the familiar figure under the fairy light, confused at first, and then affirmed. Liang Hui sensed the unparalleled power in his body and experienced the three Dao fruits hanging in the long river of the Great Dao.

From now on, unless killed by external forces, he will be immortal and there will no longer be a limit on his lifespan.

Although these changes are drastic, the bigger change is the completely different perspective from the past.
His gaze crossed over the sea of ​​boundaries and saw one multiverse after another, world clusters, and the world tree formed by the great realms. Too many landscapes that he had never seen before bloomed before his eyes.

Brilliant, vast, mysterious, and dangerous.

Buzz~buzz~
The silver bell trembled slightly, the long banner crossed the sky, and the spears stood upright.

In an instant, three immortal weapons (the Kongming Bell became immortal weapons during its two hundred years of seclusion) rushed in front of the young man, bathed in immortal light.

The aura on the instruments becomes stronger and stronger as they are forged by the immortal light, and they are perfecting themselves.

It was unknown how long it had passed before the three magic weapons were put away by the young man.

Liang Hui's eyes were always filled with joy.

After one thousand and three hundred years of seeking the truth, he finally took an important step today. From now on, he has some strength to resist.

While thinking, he stretched out his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, looking at the bony fingers and the surging power within them.

The young man chuckled, feeling more carefree and relaxed than ever before.

The laughter stopped, and she was about to take a step back to the Central Realm to experience the changes that came with becoming the Fairy Queen.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a call from the future.

He hesitated for a moment.

With a thought, he began to use his supernatural power to "enter the dream".

The young man's figure disappeared on the spot.

An unknown space where time stagnates and the avenue disappears.
There were only two figures in blue robes, sitting opposite each other, with five chess pieces in front of them, three white and two black.

Liang Hui looked across and for the first time he clearly saw the appearance of his 'future self'. He was 80% similar to him, but two points gentler.

At this moment, they are in the same realm. Although one is on the verge of a breakthrough and the other has just entered, they are also people of the same level.

The young man put his arm on the chessboard and asked:
"What's the matter?"

"The last time we met, you were in a time and space only a thousand years ago, but you had already become an immortal." The 'future self' sighed in a low voice with a gentle look on his face.

Then he changed the subject with overwhelming confidence.

"As expected of me."

"Immortality is just the starting point and a journey. The destination we are waiting for is definitely not just this. There is nothing to be surprised about." Liang Hui chuckled.

He stretched out his arm and placed a cup of steaming tea in front of his 'future self'. A cup of tea also appeared on the chessboard in front of him.

"That being said, it is extremely special. To break through with such a powerful method, do you have a name for this state?"

'Future Self' reached out and stroked the cup, curiosity lingering in his voice.

"War Immortal!"

"Becoming an immortal through hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of battles? That's indeed the path." 'Future Liang Hui' nodded in agreement.

Then his expression gradually became serious, without a trace of smile.

"I called you this time because I wanted to be honest with you. You and I are the closest friends in the world, and there should be no misunderstanding."

“And you should have noticed something.”

"Are you talking about the real spirit?" Liang Hui's eyes were deep. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After becoming a war immortal, he discovered that his true spirit had no missing parts and no signs of being damaged.

The significance of this is too great.

boom!
Putting down the teacup, Liang Hui narrowed his eyes and said word by word:
"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)