I Truly Am The Villian

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It looked down upon this family, the humans below appearing as tiny as ants in its eyes.

The One Leaf Ancient God stood in front of Chaos, speaking earnestly, "Honored one, may we have a talk?"

Chaos roared, completely ignoring the One Leaf Ancient God, and its claws directly struck down at the Ye Family’s courtyard.

With a "boom," half of the mansion collapsed into ruins.

"Where is Ye Feiling?" boomed Chaos’s deep voice, echoing through the air, causing the entire space to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

Seeing no one answer, the aura from Chaos enveloped its body as it once again raised its claws.

"My lord, please hold your hand,"

Just then, the Great Elder of the Ye Family came out with a group of people, pushing Ye Feiling to the forefront.

In front of the ruins, the Great Elder and all the people of the Ye Family knelt down, respectfully saying, "My lord, I have brought this miscreant out for you to deal with.

Please spare our Ye Family."

At this moment, Ye Feiling was suppressed, unable to even speak, his face filled with panic, eyes carrying terror as he looked at the Chaos above.

The One Leaf Ancient God, seeing this scene, let out a slight sigh, not interfering.

In his heart, he too wished to end this battle as soon as possible.

His gaze wandered to the distance, seeing the number of martial artists gathering around Ye Shilong growing.

But the One Leaf Ancient God did not hold out hope; they were simply not in the same league.

These people would probably never understand what being of the Divine Vein Realm truly meant.

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Chaos slowly extended its right claw as if to pick up an ant, gently grasping Ye Feiling and lifting him in front of itself.

It dared not use too much force, fearful of crushing him into a pulp.

Ripples spread through the void as Xu Zimei’s figure also appeared.

"Having fun?" he asked Ye Feiling with a smile.

Ye Feiling’s face was filled with panic at this moment as he continuously shook his head, wanting to beg for mercy but not knowing what to say.

Xu Zimei chuckled, his gaze shifting toward the distance, where he saw Ye Shilong leading a large group of martial artists charging over from afar.

Their momentum was formidable, akin to a massive army thundering across the field, enveloping the heavens and the earth in a terrifying atmosphere.

"Looks like a mass slaughter is unavoidable today," murmured Xu Zimei as his spiritual energy gathered around him, vanishing into the void once more.

Chaos confined Ye Feiling and tossed him aside before turning to look at these martial artists.

It let out a thunderous roar, its voice carrying across the firmament, drowning out the sounds of these people’s warfare.

Its hundred-meter-tall figure moved slowly, its foot lightly stomping the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

With its foot falling like a shadow covering the sun, dozens of martial artists were stamped to death.

It threw a punch, and endless shockwaves echoed through the air, another dozen martial artists were blown apart, alive.

Their attacks on Chaos were like tickling, not enough to cause any discomfort.

"How can we even fight this?" As they watched Chaos wreak havoc, the onlookers were stricken with horror, feeling a creeping dread in their hearts.

"Maybe we should just flee, the reward is tempting, but we need to be alive to claim it," murmured the crowd amongst themselves.

"You all hold him off for me, once I’m ready here, you can withdraw. My word still stands," Ye Shilong shouted from the back.

At the end of the formation, the Five Ancestors of Stone Stele were seen sitting cross-legged in mid-air, each exuding a strong presence of divine beasts.

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Endless Spiritual Energy gathered around them, and a phantom conjured from the Spiritual Energy seemed to be fermenting.

Meanwhile, Ye Shilong was acting as a protector to the group.

Hearing Ye Shilong’s words, the others had no choice but to steel themselves and charge forward again.

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"Master, I sense a familiar aura inside," Chaos said in a low voice, looking at the phantom formed by the Five Ancestors of Stone Stele.

In a past life, the reputation of the Five Ancestors of Stone Stele had indeed been like thunder piercing the ear.

Of course, their renown wasn’t only derived from the fact that all five were at the peak of the Saint Vein Realm, but more importantly, because of a specific incident that had made them notorious.

The five had offended an Imperial Rule Immortal Sect because of that incident, and had since been relentlessly hunted.

It just wasn’t expected that these five would hide in the Mixed Yuan Ancient City.

"A familiar aura? Then let’s go take a look," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

With each step, Chaos’s massive body approached; he merely needed one more step to completely overpower these individuals—they stood no chance of resisting.

His gaze fixed on the phantom, a deafening roar erupted from within it.

Supreme beast might permeated heaven and earth, as if some ancient Divine Beast was awakening.

"Legend has it that the Five Ancestors of Stone Stele practiced a Cultivation Technique of your Monster Race," Xu Zimei said, "Perhaps it even has some connection to you."

The mist gradually dissipated, and the figure within the phantom became more and more distinct.

It was a massive bird, its body covered in blue-gray, trailed by dark red wings at its back.

The head somewhat resembled that of a moose, with a particularly sharp single horn on its crown.

Infinite Spiritual Energy surged on the horn, and the muscles at the back of its two legs bulged prominently.

As it screeched, boundless beast might spread throughout heaven and earth, with gray Spiritual Energy swirling around it.

"This is the Great Demon heritage we obtained from ancient times," the White Stele Ancestor declared confidently, "Even during the era of Wild Desolation, it was considered an extraordinary Great Demon."

Upon witnessing the appearance of the strange bird, Chaos shook its head and chuckled, "So it is this little guy."

"You recognize it?" Xu Zimei asked curiously.

"The Miemeng Bird, one of the subspecies under my rule in the past," Chaos replied.

...…

As the Miemeng Bird appeared, Chaos let out a skyward roar, spreading its blood-red wings and soaring through the air with its massive body.

A mightier, even more formidable beast might radiated from Chaos.

As the beast might spread, every Monster Beast within hundreds of miles prostrated on the ground, trembling violently.

Even the Miemeng Bird shivered slightly, not daring to attack Chaos.

Although it lacked consciousness, the suppression inherent in a Monster Beast’s bloodline was the most primal aura of kinship, impossible to resist.

The fear of the Miemeng Bird was instantaneously perceived by the Five Ancestors of Stone Stele, who looked up at Chaos in the sky in horror.

It was known that when they originally acquired the inheritance of the Miemeng Bird, in order to practice the Monster Race’s Cultivation Technique, they had even replaced their own bloodline with the one left by the Miemeng Bird.

"How can this be," the Green Stele Ancestor said in disbelief.

"Little ones, do you know who was revered among the Monster Race during the era of Wild Desolation?" Chaos asked with a scornful laugh, "Ten Divine Beasts ruled the entire Monster Race, and I was one of those ten. Let alone this already deceased soul of the Miemeng Bird, even in its prime, it was nothing more than one of my War Generals."

As Chaos’s words fell, he brought down his gigantic claw. The Miemeng Bird didn’t dare resist and was directly obliterated into ash.