I Truly Am The Villian

Anyway, these nine imperial heirs were of various existences, each with their own strengths, and were all very proficient in their respective fields.

Sword light and shadow, palms thundering, endless storms raged around them.

Watching all nine imperial heirs take action, for a moment, the heavens and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds rose anew.

The disciples below were filled with emotion, "So this is the power of the imperial heirs."

"Not necessarily, this might just be a probe," someone shook their head.

Xu Zimei slowly raised her head and saw this scene, and she didn’t even have time to dodge, letting these attacks fall on her body.

The sound of "boom boom boom" exploded all around, and half of the sky was obliterated within it.

The nine imperial heirs focused their gaze slightly, taking these attacks with their fleshly bodies, and even someone in the Melting Heaven Realm would be injured.

"Is this all you’ve got," Xu Zimei’s voice came from the dust.

As the dust settled, Xu Zimei emerged unscathed from within it.

"You," the eyes of the many imperial heirs grew more solemn as they said, "It seems you’re not just beginning Melding Heaven."

"Interpret it however you like," Xu Zimei shook her head.

With a grand sweep of her hand, she took the lead in suppressing Lin Feng.

"Block him," feeling the oppressive force of the grand hand, Lin Feng shouted anxiously.

"Mysterious Heaven Buddha Sound," only to hear Qi Ye shout loudly.

His right hand plucked at the strings faster and faster. This time, what sounded was not the music of the instrument, but real Buddha sounds.

The Buddha sounds transformed from intangible to tangible, as Sanskrit characters evolved from the music of the strings.

Transforming into a myriad of golden lights, they suppressed Xu Zimei.

"Heaven’s Expanse Lifebearing Blade," Yu Changlong also roared angrily, with the shadow of the blade behind him transforming into numerous shadowy figures, slaying towards Xu Zimei.

"Flaming Brilliant Sword,"

"Palm Suppression of All Heavens,"

"Ice River for Thousands of Miles."

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Each of the Nine Veins utilized their own Vein Suppression Techniques one after another.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds enveloped the entire heavens and earth.

Even on the peaks of Great Dao Feng outside, the people could only see a vast expanse of white through the projections.

Mu Changge’s eyebrows relaxed slightly, inwardly pondering that such a level of attack was extremely dangerous even for him.

He considered himself no weaker than anyone else in the Melting Heaven Realm.

"Since I am a disciple of the Nine Heavens Imperial Sect, I won’t bully you. Even with the Vein Skills of Great Skies Peak, I can defeat you," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

"A Drop in the Ocean!"

With a wave of his hands, strands of Spiritual Energy began to condense at his fingertips, subtly and intricately controlled as if unravelling silk from cocoons.

Under the command of this Spiritual Energy, a clear and sparkling drop of water appeared on Xu Zimei’s fingertip.

This drop of water seemed unremarkable, transparent throughout, somewhat glittery and dreamlike.

"This is," on Great Dao Feng, Lin Beisheng’s gaze was profound as he murmured softly, "When did Qiu’er secretly learn this Vein Skill."

He had indeed given the Token to Xu Zimei before, but that was only a short while ago, how could he possibly have learned the Vein Suppression Technique in such a short amount of time.

As this drop of water appeared in Xu Zimei’s hands, he waved his right hand across the sky.

With a "whoosh" sound, this single droplet evolved into a vast sea.

"This," Lin Feng watched the scene before him in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

The sea surrounded Xu Zimei on all sides as if a roaring tsunami was sweeping in.

Waterspouts raged, twisting the entire firmament.

The power of the ocean was terrifying; although water is formless, perhaps a single drop can do little, but when a vast sea converges, it can almost destroy everything in the world.

Xu Zimei stood calmly in place, her large hand sweeping out directly.

With a "boom," the attacks of the nine Imperial Heirs were all annihilated, accompanied by the surging tsunami and howling winds.

They covered everything like a blanket, ready to submerge all in their path.

Three Imperial Heirs couldn’t even muster a resistance before being overwhelmed by the water; the power of the tsunami completely destroyed their bodies, not even leaving bones behind.

While the others managed to avoid it in time, they were still blown away by the force of the tsunami.

With another great sweep of her hand, Xu Zimei condensed the roaring ocean into a single droplet of water resting on her fingertip.

She slowly descended from mid-air and began walking step by step towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, apparently heavily injured, was soaked by the sea, kneeling on the ground and gasping for air.

Panic flashed in his eyes as he watched Xu Zimei approach.

"You," Lin Feng said, his face pale with panic.

"What’s wrong?" Xu Zimei asked with a smile.

"How can Melting Heaven be so powerful," Lin Feng asked in horror.

Xu Zimei crouched down, slowly approaching Lin Feng and said, "When did I ever say I was of Melting Heaven?"

"You, could it be," Lin Feng’s face changed drastically, his breathing seemingly stopped as he looked at Xu Zimei.

Cold sweat mixed with seawater trickled down his forehead.

"I am quite fair, but for the sake of my father’s face, I will leave you a whole corpse. Take your own life," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

Lin Feng sat unmoving, not even his pupils seemed to move.

His face like ashes, he looked at Xu Zimei and said, "Do you know why I wanted to kill you?"

"While I’m not interested, let’s allow you to speak your piece before you die," Xu Zimei replied.

"Actually, you’re not my real brother," Lin Feng regained his composure a bit and said with a bitter smile.

"You were born to another woman with whom our father had an affair."

Xu Zimei’s gaze sharpened as she looked at Lin Feng and said, "Continue."

"We didn’t know of your existence until one day, our father brought you back covered in blood from outside," Lin Feng said.

"My mother was very hostile towards you. She forced father to choose between you and her, and eventually, he chose you.

Therefore, she committed suicide in her own courtyard."

"So you hate me because of this?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Shouldn’t I?" Lin Feng replied, "I was just a child back then, father thought I wouldn’t remember these things.

Unfortunately, my mother had a very loyal old servant, who told me everything when I grew up.

I hate you, and I also hate our father. He betrayed my mother, and unable to bear the humiliation, she chose to end her own life."

"You are not to blame, it’s understandable," Xu Zimei said, slowly rising to her feet.

"But in this world, the victor is king, and the vanquished is the foe. Whether it’s about principles or right and wrong, it doesn’t matter in the end.

Only strength is the ultimate truth."

Watching Xu Zimei’s departing figure step by step, Lin Feng laughed out loud.

The laughter carried more of a bitter and tragic undertone.

"We were all wrong," with his final words falling, he struck his own abdomen, severing his Divine Soul and Vein Gates internally.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.