I Truly Am The Villian

"Young Master Xu, stop joking around," the Wood War God said with a smile.

In the next moment, his entire being transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking directly at Xu Zimei.

"The farce should’ve ended a while ago,"

Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.

Below the Wood War God’s feet, the chains that had been buried there wrapped around him as he burst into action, entangling him completely.

"How could this be," the Wood War God struggled fiercely.

A face full of anger and surprise.

"Stop struggling," Xu Zimei said with a laugh on the side.

"How did you see through me?" the Wood War God asked incredulously.

"I didn’t see through anything, I simply never trusted you from the start," Xu Zimei replied.

"How is that possible? My disguise was flawless, even other War Gods didn’t notice," the Wood War God responded, still somewhat in disbelief.

"Tell me, what were you doing when I was fighting those two just now?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Watching the show, while I was fighting, you stood aside and watched."

"Also, when the Mountain God Tribe and the Moon Shadow Clan were battling, you didn’t show up. But the moment I arrive at Lion Mansion, you suddenly appear?"

Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, the Wood War God fell silent for a moment. Read exclusive adventures at Freewebnovel

Then, looking at Xu Zimei, he said, "Shall we discuss?"

"Discuss what?" Xu Zimei asked.

"What is your purpose for coming to the Land of Destruction?

We of the Form Blood Clan harbor no grudge against you; surely you didn’t come specifically to capture us."

The Wood War God said, "You had asked me earlier about the Form Blood Space, maybe we can talk about that."

"Now that you mention it, I do recall," Xu Zimei said, slapping his head.

"How long have you been in the Form Blood Space?"

"Since I can remember, my people have been imprisoned here for generations," the Wood War God said flatly.

Thinking about it, a strong hatred shone through his eyes.

"Tell me about the situation inside the Form Blood Space," Xu Zimei said.

"You want to go in?" the Wood War God instantly guessed his intention.

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask," Xu Zimei glanced at him faintly.

"If you really want to enter the Form Blood Space, then I think we can collaborate.

The Master of Destruction is our common enemy," the Wood War God said with a light chuckle. His emotions seemed to have calmed down from the beginning.

"What do you propose?" Xu Zimei asked.

"The Master of Destruction guards the Form Blood Space. If you want to enter, you’ll have to open the seal.

Do you think the Master of Destruction would agree?" the Wood War God said.

"And our Form Blood Clan dreams of escaping, so to some extent, we are coincidentally aligned."

"Unfortunately," Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.

"Unfortunately what?" the Wood War God asked, puzzled.

"Collaboration should be built on equal strength. You lot are useless, what good is there in collaborating with you?" Xu Zimei countered.

"You…" The Wood War God’s face changed at Xu Zimei’s words.

He clenched his teeth in secret, forcing his emotions to calm down.

"Working with us is better than you being alone," the Wood War God said.

"You don’t need to tempt me, just tell me what’s inside the Form Blood Space," Xu Zimei said.

The Wood War God was originally unwilling to tell Xu Zimei, but after thinking it over, if Xu Zimei wanted to enter, perhaps there was hope for his people to escape.

He bowed his head and pondered for a moment.

Eventually, he said, "I can tell you."

"The Form Blood Space, to be exact, is a Sealing Ground, and it’s not an ordinary seal.

Not a result of Formation, but a Domain of Seals," the Wood War God explained.

"Our usual seals are made using Formations.

But back then, what Formation could seal our clan? Even the Holy Master couldn’t do it.

Later, the Holy Master went to the Ruins of the Gods and acquired a Domain of Seals from this world.

The so-called Domain, naturally occurring, not man-made, but Born from Heaven and Raised by Earth."

"And then?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"I won’t elaborate on the strength of this Domain of Seals.

But it does have a significant flaw," the Wood War God continued.

"That is, it cannot be opened at will. With each opening, the naturally occurring Domain will be flawed.

When flaws accumulate, the Domain of Seals is rendered useless."

"Besides sealing you Form Blood Beasts that year, did the Holy Master seal anything else inside?" Xu Zimei asked.

"I’ve never seen anything else," the Wood War God pondered for a moment and then shook his head.

"I have been there for countless years, and although it’s vast and boundless, I’ve been everywhere.

Monotonous, it’s an endless Sea of Blood, and I’m tired of seeing it."

"Think again, is there any special place?" Xu Zimei said, frowning.

"Special place, does golden light count?" the Wood War God asked.

"In the north of the Form Blood Space, there’s a golden light that we Form Blood Beasts cannot approach.

Each time we get close, we are injured by the golden light. As for anything else, I haven’t encountered it."

"Golden light, huh," Xu Zimei pondered to himself.

"Ancient Heavenly Court, could these two be connected?"

With that, Xu Zimei took a deep breath.

The Book of Life and Death in his hands shone brightly, sucking in the three Form Blood Beasts inside.

He looked around the boundless Sea of Blood, the Creation Force surged in his right hand, and he heavily smashed it towards the Spatial Walls around him.

Without the power of the Form Blood Beasts, the illusionary space collapsed instantly.

Like a mirror being shattered, the scenery around Xu Zimei began to change.

He found himself back in the courtyard of Lion Mansion where he had entered.

Stepping out of the courtyard, right in front, stood Ji Ruobing in a white garment, seemingly waiting for him.

"How did you get out?" Xu Zimei looked at Ji Ruobing and asked curiously.

"I was trapped by the Formation earlier, and although I wasn’t injured, I couldn’t escape.

Luckily, someone rescued me later," Ji Ruobing gestured towards a distant pavilion.

A man was standing there with his hands behind his back, his back facing them.

Xu Zimei felt the man’s silhouette was somewhat familiar.

He walked up, and as he approached the pavilion, he realized the man was actually the steward of Lion Mansion, Green Lion.

"You…," Xu Zimei said, surprised.

"Saint Heir Xu need not be nervous," Green Lion said, shaking his head.

"Should I call you Green Lion, or the Master of Destruction?" Xu Zimei asked.

He had never imagined that the Master of Destruction, who had never appeared from start to finish, would be watching their performance as a bystander.

"A name is just a name; I’ve had countless names in this life. Saint Heir Xu can call me whatever he pleases."

The Master of Destruction smiled and said, "I’m also very grateful that Saint Heir Xu helped us catch these Form Blood Beasts this time."

"Even without me, they wouldn’t have been able to make much of a fuss," Xu Zimei said calmly.

"It’s the thought that counts, regardless of the size of the matter," the Master of Destruction shook his head.

"Does the Saint Heir intend to go to the Form Blood Space?"