I Truly Am The Villian

His skin, including his pupils, was entirely golden.

Even his hair was no exception; at that moment, he was seated upon a golden lotus.

He seemed like a venerable Buddha, with a majestic Dharma body of gold.

The person seated on the lotus was indistinguishable as male or female, old or young.

He was clearly standing before you, but many things about him.

Were shrouded in a fog, giving off a sensation of peering through mist.

"What is this?" someone exclaimed from below.

Even Taike Vasalaka seemed somewhat bewildered, looking at the person on the lotus with a self-effacing gaze and saying, "Observer, you’ve come out of retreat."

"Observer?" Upon hearing this title, someone below instantly recognized the identity of the person on the lotus.

"The Tongming Observer, one of Emperor Puguang’s War Generals."

Though the Buddha Country is a place with two emperors in name.

In reality, within the Buddha Country and in the eyes of outsiders.

Emperor Puguang’s fame was somewhat inconspicuous.

Perhaps it was because he himself was somewhat mysterious.

Or perhaps it was because the accomplishments of the Arrogant Great Emperor were too dazzling, completely overshadowing his own.

But no matter what, no one could ignore this mysterious emperor.

Including his War Generals, whose reputations were not particularly outstanding either.

Therefore, when the Tongming Observer appeared, many knowledgeable people were taken aback.

How many years had it been since this great figure had emerged into the world?

......

"Observer," even Wu Qianjun fell silent for a moment before finally offering a greeting.

"Why didn’t you inform me before coming here?" Tongming Observer looked at Taike Vasalaka and said indifferently.

"Did you think that just with you all, you could resolve the matters from back then?"

"We just wanted an answer," Taike Vasalaka replied softly.

"If I hadn’t arrived in time, you nearly spoiled everything."

Tongming Observer slightly shook his head.

His gaze squarely met with the people from Wuhua Temple and he said, "Open the Sealing Ground!"

"Observer, you know the difficulty we face," Wu Qianjun shook his head and said.

"Then I’ll have to force my way through," Tongming Observer said with an indifferent expression.

With a wave of his right hand, the myriad lotus flowers shattered.

They turned into dust and scattered, as if a shower of golden rain had fallen.

A vast Immortal Might rose from within him, soaring skyward.

One-Step Profound Immortal,

Two-Steps Heavenly Immortal,

Three-Steps Immortal King,

Four-Steps Undying Immortal,

Five-Steps Extreme Immortal.

Stepping into Immortality in five steps, as Tongming Observer advanced through these five steps.

An immense power spread out from around him, reaching Immortal Extreme.

The entire firmament directly collapsed, with "rumble, rumbles" of explosions echoing everywhere in the void.

His whole body shone with increasingly intense golden light, as if he had transformed into a real Buddha Monk.

He pressed his palms together, as Sanskrit resonated through heaven and earth.

"प्रज्ञापारमिताहृदयसूत्र"

Following the fall of his voice, the Sanskrit he chanted actually materialized.

Giant characters floated in mid-air, carrying boundless authority and descended in Suppression.

The six Divine Vein experts from Wuhua Temple continued to resist fiercely.

But they only held out for a moment before being completely suppressed.

"Sect Leader, what should we do now?" the second elder of Wuhua Temple asked urgently.

"Don’t wait any longer, open the sacred temple," Wu Tian suggested after a moment of silence.

Wu Qianjun also fell silent for a while, then finally nodded and said, "Summon the Evil Ancestor."

He then quickly took out a small box from the Storage Ring.

As the box was opened, a beam of black light shot into the sky.

It tore through the clouds and broke through the Firmament’s blockade.

The vast black spiritual energy resonated above the Firmament.

Simultaneously, within the forbidden grounds of Wuhua Temple, an inconspicuous Black Tower suddenly began to pulsate.

The earth started to shake, and countless cracks appeared around the Black Tower.

A light, as bright as obsidian, flickered around the Black Tower.

And then, the Black Tower lifted from the ground and slowly rose into the air.

The black spiritual energy echoing in the Firmament grew stronger.

"It has finally come," Tongming Observer whispered to himself.

He watched the Black Tower with a heavy gaze.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the door at the base of the Black Tower opened.

A hulking figure walked out from within.

This figure looked partly human and partly monstrous.

He had a very human-like exterior but had two horns on his head.

The hair on his body was exceptionally lush, and his skin was an irregular mix of red and black.

Especially those eyes, with red eyeballs and black irises.

He looked very eerie.

The moment the hulking figure walked out of the Black Tower,

The entire heaven and earth shook.

His aura was so powerful that each step he took caused the space around him to completely shatter.

By the time he stood before Tongming Observer, the space he had passed through had already turned into countless black holes.

Streams of spatial chaos raged around him.

...

"So the ants from those days are still not at peace," the black figure said with contempt as he observed his surroundings.

"Greetings to the Evil Ancestor," the people from Wuhua Temple all knelt down and greeted.

"Who is this person?" People in the lower chambers were asking one another out of curiosity.

"Yet another being we’ve never heard of."

King Qinyou’s gaze turned to Xu Zimei again.

It seemed as though he was waiting for Xu Zimei’s response.

Xu Zimei smiled and replied with just four words.

Four words unfamiliar to everyone present.

"Bloodthirsty Evil Clan."

"The time has come for a reckoning over past matters," Tongming Observer said indifferently.

"Just with you?" the Evil Ancestor gave a dark chuckle.

His teeth were pure black, and with every word he spoke, the spiritual energy he exhaled would shatter the space beside his head.

Tongming Observer did not reply; golden light surged in his hands, transforming into a giant golden palm that he shot toward the Evil Ancestor.

As the golden palm descended, the Evil Ancestor neither dodged nor evaded but withstood the blow.

With a "boom," the palm struck the Evil Ancestor.

The Evil Ancestor’s figure stumbled backward four or five steps but was otherwise unscathed.

"It’s been so long since anyone has dared to challenge us," the Evil Ancestor said with a dark chuckle.

"I hope you can make this interesting for me."

As he finished speaking, his figure made a slight movement.

In just the blink of an eye, he appeared next to Tongming Observer.

A punch thundered down, his fist enveloped in pitch-black spiritual energy, and the surrounding space was obliterated.

As the punch landed, Tongming Observer was not distressed; he put his hands together in a Buddhist gesture, continuing to chant scriptures.

His other hand met the Evil Ancestor’s fist.

With a "boom," both figures staggered several steps backward.

Boundless waves of energy surged around them.

"You’re not enough," the Evil Ancestor laughed loudly as he advanced.

On his fists, numerous sharp bone spurs appeared.

These spurs were enveloped in an exceedingly evil aura.