I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1031: Chapter 1030: Catastrophe, The Fall of the Gods

At this moment, as Xu Zimei and the Divine Emperor arrived, everyone stood up.

They bowed deeply to the two.

“Greetings to the Demon Lord, Divine Emperor.”

“Rise, everyone,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.

With a cursory glance, he saw that nearly half of the influential ancestors from the five regions of the Yuan Central Continent had gathered here.

The attraction of the Ruins of the Gods to them was evident.

Initially commanding and stable, these ancestors looked at each other with unease after the arrival of Xu Zimei and the Divine Emperor.

“Where are the Ruins of the Gods?” Xu Zimei inquired.

Someone nearby immediately responded, “Demon Lord, it’s three miles east, on the left side of the gorge, where the void is all emptiness.

Every ten years a cycle of Reincarnation occurs, reversing Yin and Yang, ultimately opening the portal for others to enter.”

Following their gaze, Xu Zimei saw that in the lush area of shade trees, indeed, the void’s fluctuations were significant.

And it was already affecting the nearby space.

It was somewhat like devouring, continuously expanding.

“Is this relic a small world?” Xu Zimei asked.

“It could be considered that, the space inside is vast, but it is also fraught with danger,” replied the person nearby.

“Even for us, we only dare to venture around the periphery; we’re quite apprehensive about venturing deeper.”

The statement, exaggerated as it sounded, was to be noted since these individuals were the pinnacle of secular society in the Yuan Central Continent.

If even they did not dare to venture in, it wouldn’t be surprising if the Ruins of the Gods rivaled the Ten Great Forbidden Lands.

“How long until it opens?” Xu Zimei inquired.

“Based on the current pace of the void expansion, probably by tomorrow morning,” someone replied.

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

His gaze swept across the faces of everyone present, instantly making everyone feel a growing sense of oppression.

Inside, they felt chilled, knowing that this was Xu Zimei’s warning.

The Ruins of the Gods were under his command.

……

Xu Zimei and the Divine Emperor found a flat rock and sat down beside it in meditation.

The Divine Emperor, with a smile, asked, “I suspect you’re also trying to congeal the Yin-Yang Bridge now?”

Xu Zimei nodded and responded, “What about you? Have you completed yours?”

Although the Divine Emperor’s Destiny had recovered, his previous cultivation was gone, and like Xu Zimei, he started practicing from the beginning of the Emperor Realm.

“Not that fast,” the Divine Emperor looked up and said, “However, there is a Divine Crystal in these ruins, formed from the bodies of the fallen Divine Spirits.

It has an effect that doubles the effort for grasping the Profound Meaning.”

“Are you aiming for the Divine Crystal?” Xu Zimei asked.

“I am tempted by other things, but it’s not simple inside; I dare not delve too deep,” the Divine Emperor laughed.

While discussing issues related to the Great Emperor Realm, although the Divine Emperor became an emperor earlier, he had not been to the Heaven Beyond Heavens.

In the path of the Great Emperor, he knew not much more than Xu Zimei.

Finally, after a night’s passage, at dawn the next day, the horizon shimmered with a fish-belly white extending waves.

From the void, the morning’s first rays of light shone down, casting a silver frost-like glow inside the Long Dragon Gorge.

The grass and plants around the gorge were adorned with dewdrops—light, round, and crystal clear.

After a night of turbulence, the void finally opened a black portal with a “boom.”

The inside of the portal was unclear, but the swath of black was eye-catching.

“The two lords, please,” all the people nearby looked towards Xu Zimei and the Divine Emperor, saying respectfully.

Unless the two of them entered first, they dared not proceed.

As the two figures disappeared into the Void Gate, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the presence of the two Great Emperors, that sense of oppression was simply too immense.

They even found their breath pausing.

To become an emperor, truly is to be undefeated in the world.

……

Where the gaze fell, there was nothing but devastation.

The ancient cemetery stretched endlessly at first glance.

Constructed from the most ordinary blue bricks and green tiles, walls of the cemetery lined up like the horizon.

Despite the passage of several major eras, these buildings remained standing unyielded.

On both sides grew the Sky-reaching Great Trees, robust like silver frost.

The weather here was bizarre; it was clearly spring outside with flowers blooming everywhere, yet here snow fell heavily like goose feathers.

The fluttering white snow in the void carried a sense of an era’s end.

In sight ahead lay tomb after tomb.

No tombstones, no markings, just pure graves.

Regarded roughly, there were hundreds within sight, but the area was vast and there were countless more.

“Did the Mythical Era have so many Divine Spirits?” Xu Zimei muttered to herself.

“It’s not necessarily all Divine Spirits; in some tombs lie monsters,” explained the Divine Emperor.

He had been here once before, naturally knowing his way around.

“The outer tombs have been explored. Let’s move inward.”

“What on earth has really happened here,” said Xu Zimei.

Everywhere was a view of desolation and bleakness.

As if the entire cemetery was occupied by grief; standing here, one could naturally have their emotions influenced.

“Follow me,” the Divine Emperor led Xu Zimei along a small path directly ahead.

The old ancestors who came along, once inside, hastily separated from them.

Because everyone knew, following these two, they probably wouldn’t even get to share the soup.

Their feet stepping on dry branches and leaves, on the crisp white snow, and on piled white bones.

No longer able to distinguish exactly what was underneath their feet.

The two reached the end of this path, where several forks appeared ahead.

And standing at the end, there was an ancient stele.

This was the only remaining stele inside the cemetery.

“The catastrophe has arrived, the broken bodies, bless our Yuan Central, Divine Fall!!!”

The age of the stele was impossible to trace, but the dense cracks on it seemed to recount its many years of stories.

Deeply engraved on it were these lines.

“Catastrophe, Divine Fall,” Xu Zimei uttered softly to herself.

She turned and glanced at the Divine Emperor and asked, “Do you know something?”

“Just speculating, I don’t want to speak, fearing it might misguide your judgment,” the Divine Emperor said.

“Let’s discuss this after we exit the Ruins of the Gods, this after all is an event of the past, no longer important.”

Xu Zimei’s hands caressed the stele; he did not know who erected the stele, nor who wrote the inscriptions on it.

But despite thousands of years, he could still feel the sorrow of the one who left the inscriptions, and various emotions.

Passing the stele, the Divine Emperor took Xu Zimei onto the grand path on the left.

The two figures finally halted in front of an ancient tomb.

This tomb was meticulously constructed.

It seemed rather mismatched compared to the surrounding randomly excavated graves.

The tomb was a hundred meters tall, and its soil was not ordinary but made of Starry sand.

Each grain of Starry sand was clearly visible, but alas, the stars had dimmed away after countless ages.