Chapter 473 This is the Ending (Final Chapter!)

“Martial Ancestor!!”

Liang Hui muttered to himself.

That was an unprecedented powerful enemy, and even Zhao Qi was far inferior to it.

The opponent has already reached the limit of the avenue and can go no further.

In a flash, he not only understood the identity of this person, but also understood why he had a connection here.

Donghuang Taiyi! Demon Emperor Taiyi!!
The identity he never acknowledged fell in this era.

"The cause and effect of the Great Dao cannot be wrong. Donghuang Taiyi is indeed related to us, but it involves the more ancient Taiyi Era."

The 'future body' frowned slightly and made a judgment.

"This time, the cause and effect is not good."

Liang Hui's expression returned to calm, and his mouth opened into a grin with a hint of indifference.

"It's so interesting that I'm not talented enough. If they are all good-for-nothings, why would we come here?"

The young man chuckled and stretched out his arms to hold his "future body" neck.

'Future Liang Hui' also chuckled.

"Then let's have a fight and see what these old antiques can do."

His body turned into streams of light and entered Liang Hui's body.

When~
A magnificent bell sounded, resounding through the heavens and the worlds, throughout the ages.

In an instant, huge waves rose up from the boundless chaos, hitting the four directions and ten poles, causing one powerful person after another to look up and look at the lowest reaches of time.

Amid the endless chaos, he saw a slender figure in a blue robe, holding a golden bell, striding towards him.

“This is the Chaos Clock.”

"Hasn't it already fallen and been killed by the Martial Ancestor? How could it reappear?"

"No, it's not that. I feel the breath of the future."

If most of the strong can still face it calmly, then...
A winged demon that looked like a human, a human body and a bird head, covered in red, with double pupils in its eyes, had a sinister face that instantly became excited, and roared to the sky, shaking the Hengsha world:
"Yes, Your Majesty, there is no mistake."

A demon that looked like a unicorn, covered with snow-white scales, with two horns on its head and claws on its feet, looked in disbelief at the slender figure that was walking towards it.

The clothes are different, but the aura and soul are so similar.

"Your Majesty, are you really back?"

“Why, I can’t sense that you are in any way close to the demon race, but instead I see countless residual souls of the demon race wailing and wailing.

Inside a grand palace, streams of demonic energy rose into the sky, stirring up a mighty tide of chaos.

One after another, demonic shadows rushed out of the palace and headed towards the figure holding the golden bell.

Ever since Demon Emperor Taiyi was killed by Martial Ancestor, the entire demon clan has been in despair.

The Emperor's Liquid, which opened the demon race's spiritual intelligence, has not fallen a single drop in the tens of thousands of years since the beginning of chaos.

If this continues, the demon race will be destroyed!

clang!
With the sound of a bell, a mighty divine light burst out, and countless demons that were flying towards it were driven away and could not get close.

"His Majesty!"

"My emperor!"

"Your Majesty Taiyi!"

Countless demons howled and roared under the divine light.

They didn't understand why His Majesty was like this.

"I am the God Emperor, not the Demon Emperor."

The calm voice, accompanied by the sound of bells, resounded through the ages and reached the ears of every demon.

Liang Hui stepped forward calmly and peacefully.

He doesn't care what the relationship between Donghuang Taiyi and the demon clan is, he just hates them anyway.

Suddenly, Liang Hui paused as he heard a faint whisper.

"Brother-in-law, if possible, please help the demon tribe."

"Xihe?"

He frowned slightly. In the past, outside the Taihuang Realm, Xihe blocked the attack of Emperor Qinghua of Dongji for him and gave him the Pure Yang Taoist Fruit.

Such a favor is indeed not small.

And he has always been one who will repay any kindness and take revenge!

The young man tilted his head slightly and looked at a small sun. Although it was ordinary, its essence was extremely high.

"Can!"

As the words drifted, they were already approaching the Bodhi tree.

Wu Zu was dressed in black, sitting in front of the chessboard, his head slightly raised, with a look of smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to repay a favor with my things."

"I am not from Taishi. I am here only to take what is due to me."

"due?"

Rumble!
The boundless void roared and swayed, the avenue trembled constantly, and storms that rose from the void and covered the sky and the sun rolled up, sweeping across the infinite worlds and ten dimensions!

The most powerful, greatest, most masculine and most powerful domineering aura permeates the heavens, ancient and modern time and space.

With his fist clearly in hand, Martial Ancestor suddenly stood up, his black robe fluttering as he took a step forward!
"There is nothing in this world that should be there!!"

Kick away the vast chaos and step on three thousand avenues!
Then, he punched towards the future.

The boundless and fierce fist power is magnificent and boundless, shining brightly throughout the boundless universe.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly. Under the fist mark, he saw endless true meanings of boxing entangled with each other, like stars surrounding the moon, outlining a huge fist mark that held up life and death and shocked the era.

"Good punch! Good boxing skills!!"

Liang Hui shouted, his face full of joy.

His black hair was flying, and his eyes were like two immortal suns, burning with a fierce fighting spirit.

He leaned his body slightly, and with just a very simple movement, he pressed the fallen road under his body. The entire Primordial Era was trembling with fear.

"Martial Ancestor, take the punch!"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Hui had already raised his arm and stretched his palm forward. In less than a trillionth of a second, he had already changed countless times.

Every transformation was the pinnacle of his skills. Countless demon beasts, divine beasts, holy beasts, strange beasts, and fierce beasts leaped out from the years, from the space, and from the era. They roared, howled, and burned, forming large formations and pushing the fist forward.

This is the Ten Thousand Beasts Fist!

The mighty fist light filled the entire era.

Two fist marks, crossing time, touch each other!

Boom! Boom!

Fist lights were everywhere, fists collided, and the great ways of cultivation of each other pressed against each other.

The primordial era was like a balloon, constantly expanding and shrinking.

Two figures kept fighting under the divine light, on the avenue, and in the vast world of Hengsha.

Finally, he smashed the remaining traces of Daomie and fought towards Taiyi Era.

"Have they all left?"

"Has Wu Zu left?"

"Has the existence that is suspected to be the Demon King Taiyi disappeared?"

Countless living beings calmed down their agitated emotions and recalled the unimaginable battle that had just happened.

Suddenly, the sleeves fluttered, and a white jade-like palm stretched out from the remnants of Daomie and touched the avenue.

Boom!

In an instant, countless universes were shaken.

Thunderclouds blocked the sun from the sky, lightning gathered, and where air currents converged, they spread out an imperial flow that covered one percent of the sea world.

"Once every three thousand years, the Emperor Flows."

With the indifferent voice, the fingers like pillars of heaven slowly retracted.

Taiyi Era.

Wu Zu stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the young man in blue robe:

"If the favor is repaid, we will continue."

"it is good!"

The two men stepped forward and began to fight again.

The mighty wave swept across the Taiyi era.

At this moment, countless powerful people from ancient times to the present in the Taiyi Era looked up at the avenue and saw two blurry figures.

Above the ancient land, the twelve witch ancestors raised their heads.

The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace all looked up at the sky.

The two figures fought all the way, drops of blood flowed down and fell into the long river of time.

Among them, there was a drop of Liang Hui's blood, which fell into the sun.

Liang Hui's fist remained unchanged, but there was a hint of realization in his eyes.

That's it!

Boom~
There was another collision, which set off a huge wave of chaos.

The two of them staggered their figures and looked at each other from a distance.

Liang Hui's blue robe was stained with blood, but his face showed a look of satisfaction.

"Martial Ancestor's Fist, not bad!"

"The Fist of the Divine Emperor is not bad either!!"

The two looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"That's enough!"

"enough."

Hearing this, Wu Zu turned and walked towards Tai Chu. Only a voice came from his back.

"Daoyou, I hope we can meet again someday!"

"Goodbye!"

Liang Hui let his arms hang naturally as he watched Wu Zu leave.

Then he looked around. There was no left or right, no up or down, no way, no light or darkness.

“Is this the beginning of Taiyi?”

"Where is Pangu!"

The young man whispered.

Since the Taiyi Era is the ancient time, then where is Pangu, the one who created everything?

While I was thinking, for the first time, a sound was heard from the place of eternal silence.

Boom!

A ray of light shone out, instantly spreading all around.

The clear and turbid are separated, the yin and yang are separated, the five elements appear, and the primitive continent is slowly emerging.

Several phantoms separated into four directions and were creating the world.

This time the same scene reappeared.

"Tai Yi, Tai Chu, Tai Shi, Tai Su."

"The effect is the cause."

"It turns out that we are all Pangu."

Liang Hui laughed loudly; he understood everything.

Such an ending is worthy of the bumpy and wandering journey.

"There's something I almost forgot."

Liang Hui stopped laughing, raised his arm and pointed.

Blue Star, that small country that has caused so much suffering.

A finger fell from the sky, destroying hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"This is what it means to be an ending!"

(End of this chapter)