I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1016: Chapter 1015: Beneath the Dead Sea, The Plot of the Heavenly Dao

“Since these Void Insects have now appeared, does it mean that…”

The young man didn’t finish his words, but the people around him truly shuddered.

It means that those existences are about to make their reappearance.

“I was always wondering why this era’s Destiny had to take place on Trap Empty Island,” said Hundred Paths Young Master from Wuling Creek coldly.

“There’s no need, looking at the past, for the place of the Destiny contest to be this dangerous.”

“You mean to say,” someone pointed upward, the implication unclear.

Xu Zimei watched on the side bemusedly; he had long anticipated these matters.

Heavenly Dao wants to use everyone as a knife in its hands, using Destiny as a reason to make these people, including himself, eradicate these otherworldly newcomers.

It can eliminate the threat from Yuan Central Continent and at the same time take on Destiny, killing two birds with one stone.

This is Heavenly Dao.

With just a casual movement, it can play all beings like monkeys, no matter what rank or status you have in Imperial Rule Immortal Sect.

And even if everyone knows, they must still jump into this pit of fire because the temptation of Destiny is too great.

“What should we do now?” Everyone looked at each other, even those who were indifferent to the matter turned to gaze.

“I propose that under the current circumstances, we should all unite, avoiding internal strife,” Hundred Paths Young Master spoke.

“After we kill the enemy, we can then compete for Destiny, how about that?”

“I agree,” Dark Master from Great Bright Realm also immediately said.

Otherwise, we’ll end up with nothing.”

“Saint Heir Xu, what do you think?” someone came up to Xu Zimei and asked softly.

This person was dressed in a purple robe, eyes bright as torches.

White hair floated behind him like snow.

With a Jade Flute hanging at his waist, his presence was elegant, and his smile was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

The Saint Heir from Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, Primordial.

As an old brand Imperial Rule Immortal Sect of the Eastern Continent, Xu Zimei didn’t have much connection with Taiyuan Heavenly Sect.

Nor could he claim to have any sort of relationship with their Saint Heir.

He didn’t expect Primordial to be the first to come and ask him.

“You guys make the decision; I’m just here to watch the fun,” Xu Zimei waved his hand dismissively.

“Saint Heir Xu is the strongest among us, if you have any suggestions, feel free to speak up,” Lei Yan, from Thunder Tomb, spoke with a voice resonant as thunder.

Although no one wanted to admit it, Xu Zimei was indeed very strong.

“You want to hear suggestions, huh,” Xu Zimei replied.

“I think you are quite impressive, so how about I leave the task of leading the charge to you?”

“You…,” Lei Yan glared at Xu Zimei angrily, then snorted coldly and stopped paying him any attention.

“Stop the squabble, everyone,” the Secular Dust Monk spoke somewhat in the manner of a peacemaker.

He looked up towards the top of Trap Empty Island and said, “Those insects seem hesitant to come down; as long as we don’t approach above, we won’t be attacked.

“It seems they must be guarding something.”

“Then let’s rush up together,” replied the Dark Master.

“Charging aimlessly is meaningless, we should gather at one point and forcefully tear open a gap; this has a higher success rate and less damage,” suggested the Secular Dust Monk.

“What are we waiting for, let’s move quickly,” Mad Qin from Qin Moon Pavilion was clearly hot-headed as he shouted out.

Everyone briefly discussed and then started heading toward the upper side of Trap Empty Island.

Xu Zimei was in no rush, his gaze swept around the surroundings.

He looked up at Trap Empty Island and then down at the Dead Sea, as if he had thought of something.

His figure disappeared into the crowd, and before anyone noticed, he had made his way to the bottom of Trap Empty Island, next to the Dead Sea.

Looking at the calm sea without a hint of ripple, even ancient waves seldom passing, Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.

The next moment, spiritual energy surged around him as he leapt straight into the Dead Sea.

Often, the most unexpected places are the safest.

Xu Zimei was gambling.

The Dead Sea remained the Dead Sea, its powerful corrosive force seemingly ready to dissolve his entire body into rotting waters.

But Xu Zimei had the Tree of Life, allowing the decay to proceed as life energy continuously supplied him.

Entering the Dead Sea, his sight was met with darkness.

An expanse of deep, profound darkness.

Xu Zimei held his breath and swam toward the very bottom of the Dead Sea.

About half an hour later, one could easily grow irritable in these gloomy, enclosed environments.

Even Xu Zimei was about to give up, feeling he might have guessed wrong, when a faint light unexpectedly flickered right in front of him.

Xu Zimei slightly frowned and sped up his swimming towards it.

Before long, he discovered a thick layer of overgrown, dense seaweed at the very bottom.

The seaweed grew lushly as if it concealed something underneath.

And that weak light was coming from below.

He was about to go down to explore when those seaweeds unexpectedly launched an attack.

Coming from all directions, they entangled Xu Zimei’s legs, trying to submerge him within.

The Tyrant Shadow on his back unsheathed itself, and the boundless Blade Intent swept down, shredding all the seaweeds apart.

What appeared before Xu Zimei was an Avenue of Skeletons.

This avenue was built entirely out of skeleton upon skeleton; at its end seemed to be a palace.

But the visibility inside the Dead Sea was so blurred that Xu Zimei couldn’t see very far.

He stepped onto the Avenue of Skeletons, noticing that the edges were covered in various petrified tentacles.

Xu Zimei walked in for a closer look, feeling an incredible power inside those tentacles.

“What are all these things?” he murmured to himself.

Nevertheless, he continued forward slowly, surprisingly encountering no obstacles along the way.

He reached the palace without impediment.

Only then did Xu Zimei get a clear view of the palace’s exterior.

The palace was built in the likeness of a monster.

It was hard to describe the monster.

It was similar to a spider, but instead of legs underneath, there were countless tentacles.

Its face was ferocious, but because it was blocked by several tentacles, it was not very clear.

And the surface of its body was not friendly to those with trypophobia.

It was covered in dense clusters of spots, like lava flowing, chilling to the bone.

The main entrance to the palace was where the monster’s mouth was located.

Darkness loomed inside, unclear to see.

Xu Zimei walked straight in, and the moment he stepped in, the entire place began to shake.

“Ignorant humans, you dare to step into the great domain of Anis,” a voice louder than thunder followed.

The calm Dead Sea began to ripple.

On the Avenue of Skeletons, all the tentacles along the way seemed to come to life as if in a wild dance of demons.

Xu Zimei only felt a powerful force burst forth, and soon after entering the palace, he was directly shaken out.

The monster-like building that was initially built had miraculously come back to life.