I Truly Am The Villian

"What should we do with three Immortal Ascension powerhouses on their side?" Liu Zongfang asked the Tongming Observer.

The Tongming Observer turned to the crowd and said, "We’ll hold off two, and you all join forces to deal with the third, how about that?"

"You go," Xu Zimei said to King Qinyou.

King Qinyou nodded slightly, offering no objection.

Immense Immortal Might radiated from him, beneath the astonished gazes of the people around.

He charged straight toward the Evil Ancestor Gui Yu.

The three Evil Ancestors clashed with the three defenders, causing the entire firmament to tremble unrest.

The wind and clouds shifted shapes, and the Endless Void fractured.

An overwhelming aura filled the whole heaven and earth.

It seemed as if half of the firmament was about to collapse.

Watching the battle in the sky, many felt their hearts racing with fear.

"What do we do now?" someone asked.

"We can’t continue being passive. Let’s find the Evil Clan’s lair," Xu Zimei said.

"How shall we find it?" a person beside asked, puzzled.

Xu Zimei raised her head and pointed toward the Heaven-reaching Path in the sky.

This Heaven-reaching Path was permeated with strands of dark energy, deep and boundless.

At the twists and turns leading to secluded places, it felt like dark clouds were pressing down on the city, a harbinger of a terrifying storm.

"Maybe we should just forget about it," someone hesitantly said.

"What if there are more Immortal Ascension powerhouses in there?"

"It’s not a ’what if’. There are definitely more," Xu Zimei shook her head and said.

"This place was never meant for all of you to come to."

"You’re not much stronger than us," someone said discontentedly.

Xu Zimei turned back and gave a dismissive glance to that person, asking indifferently, "Do you want to die?"

The man shrank his neck, feeling the intense murderous aura emanating from Xu Zimei, and decided to keep his mouth shut.

The battle in the firmament continued, with no quick resolution in sight between the six combatants.

At this moment, a rumbling noise came from afar.

Everyone turned to look and saw that from all directions, a horde of monsters had suddenly surged out.

This horde resembled the skeletal remains Xu Zimei had seen in the Ruins Forbidden Land.

With vampire-like teeth and sharp claws, these monsters moved incredibly fast.

There were thousands, maybe tens of thousands of these creatures, now swarming in from all sides.

They surrounded the group tightly, leaving no room to escape, like an iron bucket enclosure.

"Are these the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan members?" someone’s complexion changed as they spoke.

"What do we do now? There are so many Bloodthirsty Evil Clan members that even if they stood still for us to kill, we wouldn’t know when we’d finish."

Xu Zimei looked up slightly to the Tongming Observer in the sky and yelled, "Observer, use whatever trump card you have.

Otherwise, we’re all going to die here."

After speaking, Xu Zimei looked at the people beside her and said, "If you don’t want to die, yell with me."

Without hesitation, everyone started calling for help.

Someone lamented, "I really shouldn’t have come to the Burial Buddha Temple."

"You’re afraid now?" Xu Zimei smiled, "The real terror hasn’t even appeared yet!"

Hearing the cries of the crowd, the Tongming Observer didn’t hesitate.

As he watched these creatures charge from all directions, overwhelming in ferocity, as if they were set to tear everyone to pieces.

The Tongming Observer punched through Evil Ancestor Zhezhuo, retreating swiftly backward several steps.

He scoffed coldly and took out something resembling a sacred lamp from his Storage Ring.

The lamp was triangular in shape, with three marks engraved in the middle.

Only a layer of oil remained inside, and the faint flame struggled to flicker within.

At that moment, the Tongming Observer floated the lamp into mid-air.

His Spiritual Energy burst forth, and with a downward sweep of his right hand, a sea of fire surged from the lamp, engulfing the heavens.

The fire, like a circle, enveloped everyone present and then started expanding outward.

The flame was remarkably strange; it burned with an exceptionally vigorous vitality.

Even a mere wisp of a flame could possess a burning prairie’s might.

All the monsters that touched the flame screamed in agony.

No matter how they struggled, they could not extinguish the blaze.

It was as if their very selves were the perfect fuel for the flames.

The golden flame’s expansion accelerated, swiftly enveloping heaven and earth in a sea of fire.

Though numerous, the monsters had already dispersed in disarray.

The sound of "crackle and pop" exploded around them.

Monsters caught in the flames could not escape their fate of dissolving into a puddle of pus.

Watching his kin die in agony, Evil Ancestor Zhezhuo roared.

His True Fate Emergence was that of a nine-headed monster, howling furiously.

The monster’s nine heads each represented a different element.

With earth-shaking momentum, it charged at the Tongming Observer.

"This flame is from the Arrogant Ancestor of the past," the Tongming Observer said calmly.

"It contains the collective will of all beings and is the bane of your Bloodthirsty Evil Clan."

The two resumed their battle with one another.

Seeing that most of the monsters around had perished in the flames, with only a small fraction fleeing,

those present finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"This place is too dangerous, I need to leave," someone inhaled deeply on the side, saying with a distressed expression.

"The entire Ancient Realm has been sealed, no one can escape."

"So what do we do? We can’t just wait for death.

Besides, going directly to the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan’s stronghold, what’s the difference between that and seeking death?"

Hearing the surrounding debate, Xu Zimei smiled and shook his head.

Ants should always know their place.

The Bloodthirsty Evil Clan was not a particularly large group. The Tongming Observer’s Holy Fire had, in fact, killed the majority of their people a moment ago.

At this time, the higher-ups of the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan were probably still fuming with rage.

Xu Zimei rose into the air and flew straight toward the location of the Heaven-reaching Path.

Everyone watching his departing figure was startled.

"Has he gone mad? Does he really dare to go?"

"Should we follow him?"

"If you want to go, go. It’s seeking death," was the reply.

...

Once inside the Heaven-reaching Path, there were no obstructions along the way.

The surrounding void pulsated irregularly, and the path was lined with Teleportation Arrays.

Xu Zimei tread through the ethereal air, stepping into the innermost Teleportation Array.

With his body briefly traversing the void,

layers of ripples billowed across the space before him, like droplets on a rippling lake.

He emerged from the void, and his line of sight suddenly broadened.

No sooner had his figure appeared than applause rang out around him.

This was a dark and silent grand hall.

At the very front of the hall was a royal throne.

Beneath the throne stood nine figures in a descending order.

The person on the throne was hidden in darkness, indiscernible except for the faint outline of their silhouette.

"You truly are brave," someone spoke up at this moment.

"To come alone to the stronghold of our Bloodthirsty Evil Clan."

Looking at the figures at the head, Xu Zimei gave a light chuckle.

"The Evil God and his nine Evil Generals?"