I Truly Am The Villian

The tomb has no name, but its grand scale reveals its owner was no ordinary person.

Beneath the sand soil of Starry Stars, there is a door made of Parting Wood.

Parting wood comes from the Lovers' Tree, but this species has been extinct since the era of Wild Desolation.

Now, the only places one might still find Parting Wood are these ancient relics.

As Xu Zimei approached the gate, he noticed an ancient painting carved on it.

It depicted a figure, though it was somewhat blurred.

The figure held a long halberd, wore a blue Golden Sand-threaded Robe, had empty, dull eyes, and long blue hair flowing loose.

Just as Xu Zimei placed his hands on the gate, a powerful force repelled him.

Immediately, the entire tomb started to destabilize.

The ground cracked, and the uneven tombs around collapsed as howling wind swept through the cemetery.

Divine Emperor calmly said, "You have triggered the tomb's restrictions."

"Restrictions?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"Yes, each tomb here has its own restrictions, considered a form of protection for the deceased."

Divine Emperor explained, "To enter a tomb, one must break through its restrictions."

Xu Zimei surveyed his surroundings.

From the mounds of these tombs, pairs of hands were casting off the top layer of soil as they crawled out from underground.

This larger tomb is like the king of a one-kilometer radius.

Its restrictions were activated, and the surrounding smaller tombs began to destabilize in turn.

From these smaller tombs, the resurrected were related to their former cultivation levels.

Those of lower cultivation have turned to skeletons.

Those of higher cultivation still retained their flesh, though their clothes were tattered.

They appeared as puppets, like walking corpses, all charging towards Xu Zimei and the other.

A glance around revealed dozens of them.

"These are not Divine Spirits, nothing to be wary of," the Divine Emperor chuckled.

"They are somewhat akin to servants of Divine Spirits.

I stopped at this tomb when I previously visited the Ruins of the Gods; I suspected that the owner of this tomb was a true Divine Spirit.

I hesitated to enter because of concerns."

While explaining, the Divine Emperor released a burst of energy from his hands.

The Profound Meaning he comprehended was Divine Power.

Golden Divine Power, noble and majestic, flowed slowly through his hands.

With a flick of his fingers, that Divine Power burst forth, emitting a radiant glow thousands of feet high.

It soared into the sky, sealing off the heavy snow overhead.

Golden light enveloped the entire sky.

It was as if a vast ocean was divided into countless rivers.

This golden light descended, shimmering and strikingly brilliant.

Beneath, the walking corpses charging at them were all covered by the golden light, their bodies disappearing at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

A beam of golden light, irresistible by all.

This is divinity.

"I suddenly thought of a question," Xu Zimei smiled.

"What?" asked the Divine Emperor.

"What is your relation to the Divine Race?"

The power of the Divine Emperor, Xu Zimei had previously sensed something very similar on Chu Tianyang, the Saint Heir of the Divine Race, during their struggle for Destiny.

Before this, he had never considered that the Divine Emperor would have any connection with the Divine Race.

After all, Divine Gate was an independent force.

"Thousands of years ago, we were one family," the Divine Emperor laughed.

"If you do not wish to speak, I will not press," Xu Zimei responded.

"It's not that I do not wish to speak, but rather that I do not wish to mention that race again," the Divine Emperor replied.

"Fine, it's another grudge," Xu Zimei waved his hand dismissively.

He was too lazy to listen further.

It was just a casual question, after all.

Placing his hands on the gate, the Spiritual Energy within his body surged as he pushed forcefully, and the long-sealed gate finally creaked slowly open.

The air inside was very turbid, and a pungent smell wafted out.

It must be because it had been sealed for too long and was not ventilated.

Moreover, the lighting was very poor, incredibly dim.

"Let's go," Xu Zimei took the lead and walked in, the interior space surprisingly spacious.

Just as the two walked inside, they heard a "bang" sound as the gate behind them automatically closed.

The two exchanged glances, then continued walking forward.

This was a narrow tunnel, with no end in sight ahead, and it was unclear where it led.

After walking for about ten minutes, their field of vision finally broadened.

They arrived inside a grand hall.

Around this hall, many glowing pearls were placed, still emitting a faint light.

In the center of the main hall stood nine Blood Coffins.

Each coffin was suspended in mid-air, hanging by chains.

"Who dares disturb the resting place of my master?" A hoarse voice came from inside one of the Blood Coffins.

Following was a slight sound of surprise.

"Two Great Emperors in one era, truly a rare occurrence throughout the ages."

"Who are you?" the Divine Emperor inquired.

The two were seen through with just a glance, and more importantly, without the slightest fear.

There was only mild surprise.

"You come to our tomb, yet do not know who we are," the voice from one of the nine Blood Coffins replied.

"But that's also not important anymore, this is no longer our era.

Our names have long been lost with the passage of time. You may leave, we will not trouble you."

"We also do not wish to fight with our predecessors," the Divine Emperor said with a smile.

"We only came to retrieve a few items."

The voice inside the coffin paused for a moment before asking, "What items?"

"Divine Crystals."

"Impossible," the Divine Emperor had just spoken two words when he was abruptly interrupted.

"The Divine Crystals left behind after the fall of Divine Spirits are immensely precious, more importantly, it is a desecration to the Divine Spirits."

"We don't care whether it's desecration or disrespect," Xu Zimei spoke up.

"We can't just come here for nothing."

"If that is the case, then let us fight," the being in the Blood Coffin stated indifferently.

"Bang, bang, bang," nine sounds came from the side.

The nine Blood Coffins made sounds, the figures within not dragging their feet, quite resolute.

As the coffin lids were opened, nine figures stepped out from them.

These were nine elders, all dressed in identical red long robes.

Each one of them was skinny as firewood, with no flesh, as if skin was just covering bones.

The only difference was their height; some were as short as children, others more than two meters tall.

Each of them had a gleam flashing through their eyes.

Beneath those wide red robes, they exuded a presence as tumultuous as a storm, extremely formidable.

"These modern era people are becoming more and more disrespectful," one of the elders remarked.

"That's still better than relying on old age to command respect," Xu Zimei responded with a smile.

"Little child, we have roamed freely long before you were born," the elder replied calmly.

"We wished to withdraw from the later eras, yet disturbances continue, necessitating a price for peace, is that so?"

"Then let's see if you have the capability," the Divine Emperor spoke calmly.