I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1036: Chapter 1035: The Power of the War God

“Go quickly, I will hold them off, but I do not know for how long.”

The Blood God spoke.

As his voice fell, his body disintegrated, transforming into clouds of blood that enshrouded the area.

Blood clouds floated out, forming a bloody boundary.

“Let’s hurry,” the Divine Emperor said.

The two of them followed behind the Blood God, sprinting rapidly ahead.

“What is the grievance between these Divine Spirits?” Xu Zimei curiously asked.

“Who knows? It seems like some of them want to rule over Yuan Central Continent, while others are trying to stop them,” the Divine Emperor replied.

At this moment, the Ruins of the Gods were in turmoil.

It appeared that it wasn’t just the Ice God and the Blood God among the Divine Spirits who were reawakening, but others as well.

In the northwest, an evil aura soared into the sky, a black Torrent swirling in the Firmament.

To the east, dense flames were burning, the entire Firmament reflecting a bright red hue.

Clusters of Fire Refining Clouds floated in the void.

To the south, Thunderbolt raged, bringing about destruction, darkening the heavens and the earth, with the Thunder Dragon roaring.

A number of powerful presences permeated this ancient land, growing more numerous by the moment.

The void constantly transformed, reflecting everything in the Firmament.

One God after another soared into the sky.

The two followed the Blood God, sprinting at full speed.

Along the way, they encountered many other creatures.

All crawling out from their tombs, some joining forces, some slaughtering each other.

It was pure chaos.

Many monsters came forth to obstruct Xu Zimei and his companion’s progress.

But with the emperor’s might surrounding them, they were not to be easily stopped by ordinary monsters.

Following the Blood God, they eventually saw a majestic hall emerging faintly through the mist in the distance.

However, before they could take a closer look, a giant hand reached out from the ground, flipping the sky as it struck down towards them.

The Firmament above was obliterated.

The hand was engulfed in scorching flames that burned through the Eight Desolates, setting the heavens ablaze.

The two of them retreated at extreme speed.

As the giant hand struck down, everything turned to ash, the ground shattered, and fierce flames erupted.

Turning the front of the mausoleum into a sea of fire.

Like an impassable chasm.

The two found themselves amidst the Blazing Flame, and within their sight, a path split open in the fire, with a man walking step by step out of the flames.

He was draped in a red Blazing Flame robe, with a fire-shaped mark on his forehead.

As he walked, fierce flames bloomed under his feet.

A powerful aura swirled around him.

“This path is closed,” he said calmly, looking at Xu Zimei and his companion.

“The Fire God?” the Divine Emperor inquired.

However, the figure paid no attention to him, simply standing still, blocking their way.

Xu Zimei unsheathed Tyrant Shadow, ready to charge into battle, but was stopped by the Divine Emperor.

He looked at the Divine Emperor with confusion.

“I’ll handle him; you go to the War God Mausoleum,” the Divine Emperor stood up and said indifferently.

“He’s merely been cultivating for a few more Great Epochs than us, truly infuriating.”

“Can you handle it?” Xu Zimei smiled.

“I have to, even if I can’t,” the Divine Emperor huffed heavily.

Surrounded by the divine majesty, he raised his hands high above his head, the Divine Profound Meaning enveloping him.

The surrounding void underwent invisible changes.

“Hurry up,” the Divine Emperor turned to Xu Zimei and shouted.

Xu Zimei stepped forward into the void, as the Fire God attempted to intercept, only to be met with a loud shout from the Divine Emperor.

“Gods’ Gate,” above his head, the doors of Divine Profound Meaning opened, and a ray of light shone forth.

When the light landed on the Fire God, his entire being was immobilized on the spot.

No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t move an inch.

“Thirty seconds, go quickly,” the Divine Emperor shouted.

Xu Zimei flew towards the distant mausoleum without looking back.

The Fire God was roaring, his fiery red hair seeming to burn and rise like flames.

Xu Zimei had no time to pay attention to anything else, racing at his fastest speed to the entrance of the mausoleum.

This mausoleum was very ancient, surrounded by walls.

Only some sections of the wall had collapsed.

Inside, it was overgrown with weeds.

Some of the weeds were even as tall as a person.

In the central area of the mausoleum, there lay a simple mound of earth.

It was unlike the grand and majestic tombs of the Divine Spirits, looking more like the grave of an ordinary person.

Upon arriving, Xu Zimei didn’t have time to search, as the ground beneath him began to shake.

A passage opened on its own.

“Enter,” a hoarse old voice called out from within.

“War God?” Xu Zimei asked tentatively.

“You’ll know once you’re inside,” the voice inside responded.

Xu Zimei looked back at the Divine Emperor, who was still entangled with the Fire God, and dashed straight into the tunnel.

The place was brightly lit, with hundreds of stairs.

The walls on both sides were covered in murals.

But Xu Zimei wasn’t in the mood to look at them, continuing down the stairs to the innermost part of the mausoleum.

There was but a lone statue.

Sitting there in solitude, back facing the stairs he had come down.

Only when Xu Zimei arrived did the statue slowly rotate to face him.

“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” the statue spoke.

This statue depicted an elderly man with a kind face and a full head of white, silver hair.

The sculpture was so lifelike that even the wrinkles and furrows on the face were clearly visible.

Dressed in a grey robe, it draped broadly on the ground.

“Waiting for me?” Xu Zimei said in surprise.

“This era’s Destiny is for you to bear,” the elder spoke.

“Of course, I was waiting for you.”

“Are you the War God, senior?” Xu Zimei asked.

“It was the Blood God who sent me here.”

“I’m already aware of the situation outside, but I am powerless to help now,” the elder replied.

“I’ve expended all my strength building these Ruins of the Gods, and my real body has long since decayed and cannot return to the world.”

“I’m just here to pass a message,” Xu Zimei said.

“The reward is Divine Crystals.”

“If you defeat those Divine Spirits outside, not only will my Divine Crystals be yours, but theirs will also belong to you,” the elder smiled.

“Moreover, you will gain a measure of power.”

“Just say what you want,” Xu Zimei replied.

“I may not be able to return to the world, but my power remains. I can bestow it upon you,” the War God said.

“This mission to save the Ruins of the Gods is now yours.”

As his words fell, a bright light emerged around the stone statue.

And then, the light formed a red sphere from top to bottom, floating in midair.

The elder’s voice seemed somewhat weary.

“Do not tarnish the name of the War God.”

“I haven’t even said whether I accept or not,” Xu Zimei replied.

“This is a chance to gain much from a single effort. With my power and countless Divine Crystals, it will be immensely beneficial for your future Way,” the elder answered.