I Truly Am The Villian

"Yes, yes, yes, I’m just a minor character. Let me go, and I will immediately leave the Holy Court and no longer be your enemy," Immortal Liubo hastily said.

"Heaven Beyond Heavens, really looking forward to it now," Xu Zimei said.

He looked at Immortal Liubo and asked, "Where is your Holy Ancestor?"

"I really don’t know. The Holy Ancestor’s whereabouts are a mystery, and an existence like me simply can’t make contact with him," Immortal Liubo hastily said.

"How do you usually get in touch with the Holy Court?"

"I’m usually contacted by the Immortal Envoys from the Holy Court; we can’t reach out to the Holy Court," Immortal Liubo explained.

"Useless in every way, what good are you?" Xu Zimei snorted coldly.

With that, he directly crushed Immortal Liubo’s head with one hand and tore his soul apart.

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, Immortal Liubo’s corpse fell to the ground.

Xu Zimei had the Seven-faced Demon General and the others return to the True Fate World. Thinking of Heaven Beyond Heavens, he felt an inexplicable pressure but also some anticipation.

Passing the multi-colored waterfall, Xu Zimei entered the room where Immortal Liubo had lived.

The room wasn’t spacious, with just a meditation cushion.

Directly in front, there was a table with many offerings on it, including various types of Immortal Fruit.

Above the table, on the wall, there was a portrait.

A lifelike, vivid portrait.

The portrait depicted an old man dressed in a white robe, looking ethereal as if he were cut off from the world.

The old man gazed at the edge of the horizon, his eyes full of sorrow, embracing the world in his heart, with an Immortal Deer sitting at his feet.

The Immortal Deer was full of Immortal Qi, surrounded by silver halos, with its body seeming to be inlaid with ten thousand stars.

They twinkled incessantly, just like the stars in the heavens.

Xu Zimei looked at the painting, quietly observing it.

It seemed as if the old man in the portrait turned around and locked eyes with Xu Zimei.

The next moment, the portrait was incinerated into ashes and scattered into the air.

"Hello, goodbye."

Xu Zimei murmured, then immediately left the cottage.

Walking through the sea of flowers and stepping over the multi-colored waterfall, he returned to the Peach Grove, where the woman was sitting on a rock nearby, watching Xu Zimei.

"You, you," she said, unable to finish her sentence.

"What’s the matter?" Xu Zimei asked.

"What did you do to Immortal Liubo?" the woman asked.

"He’s dead. Now, you’re free. Shouldn’t you be happy?" Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"You killed him," the woman said, looking at Xu Zimei in surprise.

She asked, "Who are you really?"

"Who I am doesn’t matter. Just think of me as a passerby," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head as he walked away.

Watching Xu Zimei’s departing figure, the woman thought for a while, then slowly made her way behind the multi-colored waterfall.

Leaving Liubo Island, all the people who had come were now dead, with only Xu Zimei walking out from within the island.

The ship was still anchored close by, amidst the wind and waves.

After the turmoil in the Endless Heaven Sea, it now appeared extraordinarily calm.

Xu Zimei stepped onto the tranquil sea surface, making his way to the ship, which now had far fewer people on it.

The only ones left were those with low cultivation who didn’t dare to venture deep into Liubo Island.

"Why are you the only one who came back?" Someone looked at Xu Zimei and asked with confusion.

"They’re all dead. Start the ship," Xu Zimei waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Dead? You’re joking. Then why aren’t you dead?" someone asked, disbelieving.

However, just as the person finished speaking, a streak of Blade Qi flashed by, and his head had already fallen to the ground.

"I said start the ship. Don’t make me repeat myself."

The massive ship, accompanied by a roar, gradually receded into the distance.

Xu Zimei gazed deeply at the calm sea surface.

Everyone on the ship was silent as cicadas in cold weather, treating Xu Zimei with respect from a distance, not daring to approach him.

Xu Zimei was happy to be at ease.

On the seventh day on the Endless Heaven Sea, the weather turned somewhat overcast and oppressive.

The grey sky, devoid of even a sliver of color, reflected off the monotonous sea.

That afternoon, Xu Zimei, cradling a broad blade, leaned against the cabin top, closing his eyes to rest.

He seemed to feel something and looked up at the grey sky.

The next moment, suddenly the entire sky changed.

A ray of light thousands of feet long shone down, as if tearing through the clouds, dyeing everything visible beneath the grey haze.

The sky was instantly ablaze with light, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy also became turbulently active.

Massive surges of Spiritual Energy, like tidal waves, roared towards the sky.

At the center of that light, a terrifying power seemed to be brewing.

Layers of ripples devoured the entire void.

In an instant, the sea surface churned with waves, and the entire ship shook in response.

Xu Zimei unblinkingly raised his head to look into the light.

The light there was more dazzling than the sun, more brilliant and resplendent.

He could hardly imagine the power contained within, and at this moment, an unceasing flow of Spiritual Energy was still converging towards that central point.

Besides that, all Elemental forces of the world were also being absorbed by the depths of the light.

The entire Firmament seemed to be torn apart, with the sky where the light was situated separated from other spaces.

That place had become an independent space.

"This, this is," someone on the ship saw this and their pupils dilated suddenly, standing still on the spot, not knowing what to say.

"The Firmament’s bright daylight, the Yin-Yang Wheel Severing, the convergence of all forces of the world.

It’s an event that only occurs once in an era," an elder muttered to himself.

"Destiny is about to take shape."

In that moment, the entire Continent was shaken.

Whether it was the other Four Continents, or the Central Continent.

Whether it was the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, the hidden Sealing Grounds, or the Ten Great Forbidden Lands.

The entire world was shocked by the beginning formation of Destiny.

At this moment in the Endless Immortal Mountain, Jiang Mochou slowly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky, where the light thousands of feet long lay - the convergence of everything.

In a hidden corner of the Yuan Central Continent, Tan Jiulin also opened her eyes, gazing intently at everything above in the sky.

The majesty radiating from her became more intense and substantial, exuding a resolute sharpness as though she was fully committed.

Meanwhile, in the Baili Family of the Eastern Continent, Reincarnation Elder had just found Baili Xiao.

The two were discussing and also turned their eyes towards the distant sky.

"It has finally come," Baili Xiao stated, her gaze cold.

The formation of Destiny was no overnight affair, nor was it something that could be completed in an instant.

It absorbed the essence of an entire era and would fully form only after reaching Perfection.

The present Destiny was merely at its beginning, absorbing the mighty forces of heaven and earth, still some distance away from maturing.

However, this also brought a sense of urgency to everyone.

Since it had begun to take shape, it proved that everything needed to catch up with the plan.

Finally, after drifting for more than seven days, the ship on the Endless Heaven Sea slowly stopped at the waypoint.