Just invincible, the reincarnation wife asked me to give her inheritance

Chapter 146 The End Has Arrived, the Last Glory of the Invincible One of Our Time

"Changge is under even more pressure..."

Luo Li was filled with complicated emotions and quite worried. She then looked at Ning Qingxuan, who was diligently cultivating.

Several years have passed, and although it is unknown whether the Xuanhuang Sacred Body has improved again, it can be clearly felt that the aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and he has already successfully established his foundation.

Based on his understanding of the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm and the group of invincible ancient geniuses, he knew that after each reincarnation, they would plunder the resources of the current era.

The treasures and resources of the Xuanyuan Immortal Dynasty are unimaginable; they were accumulated little by little by the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan over nine eras.

Without a doubt, this will become one of the main targets of Gu Tianjiao's looting.

"I must fight alongside Changge."

Thinking of this, Luo Li's determination to return to her peak became even stronger, and she became even more anxious.

Just as she was preparing to go all out, her consciousness, which was still outside, suddenly discovered that the entire Imperial Court was in turmoil, and the divine senses of the thirty-nine patriarchs were awakening one after another.

At the same time, an ancient and majestic power was released without reservation, causing the sky above the Imperial Court to change color and its oppressive aura to shake the world.

"Father?"

She quickly looked up.

Xuanyuan Wuhui was seen wearing an imperial robe, and the dense aura of death was no longer suppressed, but fully revealed.

All the Xuanyuan clan members witnessed this, their expressions revealing sorrow and grief.

This commotion also attracted the attention of countless powerful immortal sects throughout the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm and the Eight Desolations.

"What is Xuanyuan Wuhui going to do? Judging from the level of death aura, he should still have two hundred years of lifespan left."

"It seems he's about to leave the Immortal Dynasty. I wonder what his intentions are?"

As the aura of this invincible being surged, a large number of ancient consciousnesses were awakened, including many ancestors of demonic sects and demonic cultivators.

"Here comes the sword."

A majestic voice, carrying a powerful whisper that seemed to look down upon the world, resounded throughout the entire Xuanyuan Imperial Court.

Suddenly, a divine light appeared in the direction of the ancestral land of the direct lineage. The Xuanyuan Emperor Sword cut through the spatial ripples and was grasped by Xuanyuan Wuhui.

He looked across the vast expanse of the Imperial Court Immortal City, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. He glanced at Liu Yu, who was brimming with tears, then swept his gaze over his clansmen before finally fixing it on the Azure Lotus Taoist Temple.

This reluctance transformed into resolute determination and coldness.

boom!
With a single step, his imposing aura shook the mountains and rivers, causing spiritual energy to surge back and disappear into the distance in an instant.

"Xuanyuan Wuhui has actually taken up the Emperor's Sword again!"

"What is he going to do! What is he going to do?!"

"No...no, he's heading straight for our Immortal Demon Sect!"

Countless divine senses were focused on it, and countless powerful figures were terrified.

The invincible one once again took up the Emperor's Sword, and in just a few breaths, he descended upon the territory of the Immortal Sacrifice Demon Sect.

"Xuanyuan Wuhui, you still won't let me go!"

The Immortal Master roared in panic, instantly realizing Xuan Yuan Wu Hui's intention, and immediately unleashed his late-stage Void Refinement Realm combat power.

"In recent years, you have once again begun to refine mortals to prolong your life, thinking I was unaware? Today, let's settle accounts with you all at once."

The sound of swords rang out, and a cold light flashed across the sky, reflecting a snow-white hue.

The sword shadows swept across the land, shattering the entire protective array of the Immortal Sacrifice Demon Sect. The Immortal Sacrifice Master screamed as he was instantly cut in half at the waist, his soul and spirit annihilated!
Xuanyuan Wuhui flicked his sleeves and, without pausing for a moment, headed straight for the next direction.

This scene caused all the powerful figures in the three thousand provinces of the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm, the ancient forbidden lands, and the many ancient islands in the domain sea to change color.

"Xuanyuan Wuhui intends to purge the Immortal Realm?"

"He's almost old and dying, why does he still do this? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy his old age in peace?"

"I didn't even know when the Immortal Lord started refining mortals again."

"Xuanyuan Wuhui has been traveling around the Immortal Realm for the past few years, visiting many people. He probably has a list of names on him!"

……

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! I'm his next target!"

Inside the Chengtian Immortal Sect, the Chengtian Immortal Master's heart clenched, his eyes filled with fear and terror.

He saw Xuanyuan Wuhui holding the Emperor's Sword, traversing thousands of miles across mountains and rivers in a single step, his face cold and ruthless, heading straight for him.

That terrifying aura was suffocating.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples were horrified. Immortal Lord Chengtian trembled all over and roared, "Xuanyuan Wuhui! What do you mean by this? I have no grudge against your clan, you..." Before he could finish speaking, a towering sword shadow swept across thousands of miles and instantly annihilated his physical body and soul.

"If we don't kill you, are we just going to wait for you to wreak havoc on the Immortal Dynasty?"

Xuan Yuan Wu Hui swept his cold gaze across the area without any hesitation, eliminating the potential for a huge threat as well.

Then they turned around again and headed to other places.

This situation caused a massive storm to erupt without warning throughout the eight wastelands of the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm.

The invincible one of our time, wielding the Emperor's Sword, has left the Immortal Dynasty with only two hundred years left to live. He is unafraid of injury and fearless of death, which is enough to strike fear into the hearts of all.

With that unwavering belief that they would burn out their last ray of glory, who dared to step forward, who dared to face the sharp edge?
Currently in the Demon Owl's Nest in the Demon Valley.

The three Nest Masters were also watching this scene, their eyes filled with unspeakable solemnity.

"The Immortal Lord Chengtian was killed. Did he discover something?"

"Probably not, we've hidden it very well."

"Heh, kill them all. As long as Xuanyuan Xianchao stands, there will always be jackals ready to pounce and take a bite out of him."

The three scoffed inwardly, feeling no emotion whatsoever at the death of the Immortal Lord Chengtian, after all, he was merely a puppet.

When Xuanyuan Wuhui suddenly stepped into the territory of the Demon Dry Dao State, the three of them were so frightened that their faces changed drastically and their souls almost left their bodies.

"This...this...Lord Demon Lord, Xuanyuan Wu Hui has entered the Demon-Desolate Continent!"

At the edge of darkness, Demon Owl opened his pair of jet-black eyes and sensed the terrifying pressure of Xuan Yuan Wu Hui's perfected Void Refinement Realm cultivation. His mind became somewhat heavy.

"Don't panic, there are ancient restrictions here, he can't find us."

Even so, as Xuanyuan Wuhui drew ever closer, Mo Xiao's heart began to pound wildly, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

If he were discovered now, he would face certain death, and his chance for reincarnation would be wasted for no reason.

Rumbling--

The heavens and earth trembled, and an immeasurable, overwhelming pressure swept across a million miles of the Demon Dry Dao State, causing thousands of powerful figures from ancient immortal sects to be filled with fear and dare not even breathe.

This also caused ripples to spread throughout the ancient realm's restrictions of the Demon Owl's Nest, leaving it completely silent and deathly still.

Many experts held their breath, their pupils revealing fear when they looked up, their hearts trembling with dread.

He seemed to be searching for something, and this continued for months.

Finally, Xuanyuan Wuhui departed, having severed the head of a demonic sect patriarch who had been hidden in the Demonic Dao Prefecture for a thousand years.

Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief, watching Xuan Yuan Wu Hui leave, already drenched in sweat.

"What a pity. If he could have lived a little longer, I would really like to witness the strength of this invincible man of our time."

……

The process of purging the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm continues.

One year.

ten years.

Fifty years!
People kept dying, and hidden monsters kept being exposed.

Xuanyuan Wuhui traveled to various regions of the Three Thousand Provinces, and in each place he passed through, he took the head of a Demon Sect patriarch.

Under the horrified gazes of countless people, they drifted away, leaving behind a trail of blood that stained the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

He also went to the ancient forbidden lands of the eight directions. The hidden demon ancestors all trembled in fear and desperately tried to hide their auras, but many were still discovered and instantly killed and turned to ashes.

His figure could be seen year-round on the thousands of ancient islands in that vast sea, where sword energy would sometimes sweep across the eight directions and thousands of miles, stirring up towering waves.

time flies.

Eighty years.

a hundred years.

One hundred and fifty years...

The deathly aura emanating from Xuanyuan Wuhui grew increasingly intense.

He killed countless people, eliminated countless hidden dangers, and buried countless demonic cultivators, but the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm was simply too vast, with countless places to hide.

He grew increasingly exhausted, his movements slowing, but as the undefeated ruler of his time, no one dared to personally jump in front of him.

Finally, two hundred years have passed.

(End of this chapter)