I Truly Am The Villian

The firmament was ablaze with lightning and thunder, the wind and clouds wildly in turmoil.

Boundless might converged into one.

The man was seen slowly raising the Sky Piercer in his hand, killing his way towards the multitude of lives.

"I have witnessed the origin of all things,

and have also seen the end of everything.

The beggar knows his place,

wealth comes from heaven,

scholars debate in ink,

the rich indulge in wine,

some brandish swords with light chilling the Nine States,

others command a purple aura that travels a hundred thousand miles,

Monster Beasts howl at the sky, devouring half the moon,

and there’s the collapse of epochs before the eve of destruction.

Alas, all things cannot escape the cycle of birth, old age, sickness, death, and karma.

People come into this world naked, and leave it just as bare.

My ’Demonic Skills’ are divided into ten techniques.

Watch closely now!"

As the man’s voice fell, the Sky Piercer in his hand vibrated the heavens and the earth.

"First Technique: Illusory Demon Technique.

The place where illusions bring forth immortals!"

The Sky Piercer in his hand erupted with Demonic Qi that filled the sky.

The space around was surging, the layers of space shifting and changing.

Sounds of "crack, crack" echoed all around.

As the winds of the great age began to rise, the surrounding space actually started folding.

The people beneath Bone Mountain watched in horror as they found.

Directly opposite them, a scene identical to their own emerged.

As though it were a reflection in water.

The space before them was split apart, and their mirror images appeared on the opposite side.

What was more eerie. these reflections seemed entirely real.

They attacked, and those mirror images on the other side attacked as well.

Their attacks collided, and the sound of "rumbling" exploded in mid-air.

For a moment, it was impossible to distinguish superior from inferior.

Xu Zimei clearly saw that this Illusory Demon Technique was actually related to space.

This technique took the properties of space to the extreme.

Enough to blur reality with illusory, to the point of chaos and deception.

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"Second Technique: Plague Demon Technique.

Afflicted by Karmic Illness!"

Next, the Sky Piercer radiated a blood aura that filled the sky.

This blood aura turned into countless strands of blood.

Each strand of blood seemed like a different karma.

At this moment, the blood enveloped the people at the foot of the mountain.

Birth, old age, sickness, death—these are the ends that all creatures cannot avoid, their ultimate destination.

At this moment, illness clung to them, vitality stripped away, and the aura of death descended.

Xu Zimei blinked slightly, this Plague Demon Technique was even more domineering.

It ignored all defenses, forcibly stripping others of their life.

"Third Technique: Earth Demon Technique,

The harbinger of all disasters."

As the man waved the Sky Piercer in his hand again.

The earth developed countless dense, interconnected fissures.

Earthquakes shook the land, volcanoes erupted, tsunamis surged.

Hurricanes whirled, mountains slid, and mudslides swept forth.

At this moment, the man seemed like the embodiment of all disasters.

He controlled all calamities, disasters swarmed at a flick of his hand.

The might of nature came with endless roars.

Xu Zimei knew that this was the power of heaven and earth, something humans could not obstruct.

Mastering the power of all heaven and earth, this is the Earth Demon Technique.

The allied forces below were already in disarray at this point.

The man fought alone.

His injuries grew more severe, but he didn’t care in the slightest.

’Demonic Skills’ divided into ten techniques, he demonstrated them over and over, and Xu Zimei watched intently without tiring.

"Fourth Technique: Heavenly Demon Technique,

Challenger of the Heavens.

Fifth Technique: Human Demon Technique,

Annihilator of All Things.

Sixth Technique: Demon Monster Technique,

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Essence of Wood, Stone, Birds, and Beasts.

Seventh says: Yin Demon Technique,

Dream Confusion Deity.

Eighth says: Yang Demon Technique,

Relative Road Obstructor.

Ninth says: Ghost Demon Technique,

Grievance Ghost Evil Spirit.

Tenth says: Divine Demon Technique,

World Destroyer."

When these styles were unleashed one by one, the world had already turned upside down, and the firmament was in turmoil.

An endless hurricane swept over everything.

The sky was shattered, the earth cracked, and all things fell silent.

All the living creatures around were obliterated within it, turning into smoke and dissipating.

However, the man kept on using them, as if tireless.

Time passed, and Xu Zimei watched the man’s transformation.

He only felt many blurry reflections appearing before his eyes.

The figure of the man incredibly shrank, then turned into individual characters.

These characters exuded an extremely thick evil qi.

Joined together, they formed entirely new chapters.

These chapters surged into Xu Zimei’s mind, imprinting on his memory.

Reflecting the towering evil qi.

Every technique pierced straight through to the profound meaning of the Great Dao, right to the truth of the Other Shore.

Xu Zimei felt his consciousness entering a realm of darkness.

He evolved these moves through an endless cycle of reincarnation.

He reached the Other Shore of the moves, penetrating the profound meaning to the fullest extent.

Time passed, perhaps only a short while.

Or maybe, several centuries had already gone by.

Xu Zimei felt he had experienced too many different artistic conceptions.

He drifted for a long time in a boundless darkness.

It seemed that the man was passing on his own experiences and artistic conceptions for Xu Zimei to experience.

Xu Zimei’s aura fluctuated, now strong, now weak.

As if going through countless cycles of reincarnation.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an endless darkness.

His body floated in the void, without direction or destination.

He slowly stood up, only feeling a heaviness in his head.

A set of memories had been forcibly crammed in.

These memories were about that battle skill named "Demonic Skills."

This battle skill did not require proficient use.

The most important aspect was enlightenment.

Being able to comprehend the artistic conception of each move.

The deeper the enlightenment, the greater the power when used.

Xu Zimei raised his head, putting the matter of battle skills aside for the moment.

Because right in his line of sight, the man in the battle robe was standing there calmly.

"You are awake, Demon Lord," the man said indifferently.

"Who exactly are you?" Xu Zimei asked, frowning.

"I am the Demon Lord, and you are also the Demon Lord,"

the man said with a smile.

"But strictly speaking, I am me, and you are you.

Although we bear the same identity and the same kind of fate,

we are completely different people.

I don’t want to become you, and you wouldn’t want to become me either."

"I don’t quite understand," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head.

"Your words have made my thoughts even more confused."

"Understanding too much right now is not good for you," the man said, shaking his head.

"In time, you will understand. There is no malice between us.

Well, you have obtained what I left for you.

I only hope that your generation can truly turn everything upside down."

As the man’s voice faded, his figure began to vanish bit by bit.

"Demon Lord, fate is waiting for you not far ahead.

Break it!

A cage cannot imprison a bird whose every feather is filled with freedom.

The me of that time, the you of today,

We have been striving generation after generation.

How about treading this sky under our feet?"

The man laughed unrestrainedly, his laughter echoing in the silent space, sounding exceptionally jarring.

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