I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 1023: Chapter 1022: The Divine Demon Well, The Gate of Many Wonders

Golden flames coiled around an aura of resolute determination.

Jiang Mochou looked at Xu Zimei, his face long shed of its initial naivety.

He was no longer the avenger of the Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, but a redeemer.

“Every member of the Demon Race must be slain,” he said faintly.

Xu Zimei glanced at him and calmly responded, “You will die a terrible death.”

“Life and death are trivial; eradicating demons is the true justice,” retorted Jiang Mochou.

The Void Elder had once shown him a painting, depicting the Yuan Central Continent from tens of thousands of years ago.

A piece of lost history.

The Demon Race ravaged the mortal realm, cruelty and brutality were rampant everywhere.

“We are all chosen redeemers,” Tan Jiulin said from the side.

“Eradicating demons is our mission.”

In a way, they were all selected.

Without the Holy Ancestor, she, Tan Jiulin, might still be an unwelcome illegitimate daughter of the Tan Family.

And without the Void Elder, perhaps Jiang Mochou would have been suppressed during his vengeance upon the Taiyuan Heavenly Sect.

Xu Zimei didn’t bother to explain, to argue, or even care to argue.

After all, who argues with a man about to die?

“I have only one thing to say: good or bad, the Demon Race can’t be defined by your mere words.”

Chu Tianyang of the Divine Race laughed carelessly nearby, “Saint Heir Xu, don’t misunderstand, I have no quarrel with you.

But I too desire Destiny; you are too strong, I can only join forces.”

“Seems like the Divine Race is a major clan from the Heaven Beyond Heavens, are you a branch?” asked Xu Zimei.

He knew quite a bit about the affairs of Heaven Beyond Heavens, and had encountered people from there several times.

Though not omniscient, he did understand some basic knowledge.

Both the Divine Race and Heaven Clan are significant clans from Heaven Beyond Heavens.

Unlike Yuan Central Continent where the human race is flourishing and the Hundred Clans find it hard to rise to power,

Heaven Beyond Heavens is quite different, with several major clans contending for dominance.

“We are indeed a branch, a disregarded one at that,” admitted Chu Tianyang candidly.

This was no secret, otherwise his lineage wouldn’t have been dispatched to the Yuan Central Continent.

“Do you want to have a look at Heaven Beyond Heavens,” Xu Zimei said.

“Follow me, I’ll show you the pinnacle of this mundane world.

What is the Divine Race? I’ll let you become the ruler of the Divine Race.”

“That does sound tempting,” laughed Chu Tianyang.

“But I wish to carry Destiny myself and contend for the rulership of the Divine Race on my own.”

“You’ve been offered an opportunity, but you’ll need to be alive to take it,” Xu Zimei shook his head with a wry smile.

“Gentlemen, let’s cooperate with all our might,” spoke the Primordial.

The pair from the Magpie Bridge Fairyland were enveloped by green and purple lights, weaving a milky way-like Magpie Bridge in the void.

Each fairy bird was vividly alive, gathering on the bridge, influencing the surrounding void.

“That is our Magpie Bridge Fairyland’s Immortal Bridge; near this bridge, you may step across worlds in an instant.

Move through any void,” explained Wang Buhui.

It resembled a Formation, but more impressively, Formations could be destroyed.

Yet, this Immortal Bridge was much harder to dismantle, unless one killed the caster.

Chu Tianyang’s divine blood flowed in reverse. Although their lineage’s blood was not as pure as the main Divine Race’s,

it was still formidable.

A drop of blood heavy as a thousand catties, carrying divinity, as if an ancient god slaying the firmament, divine might tumbling down.

His eyes sparkled brilliantly, his long hair fluttering without wind, his black robes like splashed ink, floating around.

“Kill,” he glided through the void.

The sound of sonic booms erupted beneath his feet, a vast expanse of void collapsed, as he launched towards Xu Zimei.

“Cross-training Divine Fist.”

A divine light suddenly appeared above the clenched fists.

What followed was the infinite explosive power of fist intent, one punch to shake the heavens and earth, another to sweep through Jiuyou.

The ferocity of this fist intent was such that each punch was accompanied by the roar of a tornado.

Fist winds and Jing Qi boomed deafeningly.

Xu Zimei fought against his opponent, his fists also bursting with ferocity; each strike came with an earth-shattering force.

Qing Ruoshui of the Heaven Clan was a woman.

Adorned in a long white robe, she possessed both the beauty and the attire of a fairy, brimming with Immortal Qi.

A touch of red on her lips, her white robe commanding the adoration of all creation.

“The Gate of Wonders,” she uttered softly, joining the battle as well.

Above her head, the void was tumultuous, and Spiritual Energy surged violently.

A vast and dense amount of Spiritual Energy rapidly accumulated, and she lifted her hands above her head, forcefully parting them.

A Heavenly Gate reflected thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, opening above her head.

Within this gate, it was as though another world existed.

As if it were the reflection of Yuan Central Continent.

The myriad forms of life, all reflected within it.

The Heaven Clan, true to the heavenly aspect in their name, were said to dwell above the clouds, overlooking the entire Yuan Central Continent.

Able to foresee all changes and significant events.

The Destiny was turbulent, lifted above her head, with silver light flickering inside.

Heading straight for Xu Zimei.

Silver light hit his abdomen; Xu Zimei did not dodge. Though not fatal, the pain was rigid and intense.

Countless silver lights shot out from within, while she always maintained a distance from Xu Zimei.

Only using long-range attacks in battle.

With the aid of the Immortal Bridge, she could teleport to any location, making it very difficult to capture her figure.

Another person was Xiao Mo from the Divine Demon Well.

He wore a black robe with gold-thread embroidery, his cape made of the same gold-thread material.

At this moment, one could see him clenched his hands tightly, pressing them against the ground, his face turned pale.

Veins throbbed on his forehead as if ready to burst.

As he lifted his hands upwards, the ground of Trap Empty Island gave rise to a Divine Demon Well.

An ancient well for spring and autumn, to bury the gods and demons.

This was the origin of the Divine Demon Well, as well as the namesake for this power.

“You from the Divine Demon Well are really generous, bringing the Sect’s Treasure with you,” said Xu Zimei.

“Aren’t you afraid that if you die in battle, you’ll never see the world again?”

“That’s none of your concern,” replied Xiao Mo indifferently.

From the Divine Demon Well emerged ancient and vicissitudinous black Qi.

It appeared in the void, surrounded by sinister faces.

The entire well was engraved with nearly forgotten runes.

Terrifying wails emitted from within.

Xiao Mo raised his hand, and from the well emerged several top-tier demons.

Their massive forms rivaled that of Xu Zimei.

Black chains coiled around their bodies.

These demons were incredibly vicious, their aura fierce.

“Kill him, and I promise to grant you your freedom,” Xiao Mo said calmly.

“Deal,” came a very profound voice.

The several demons charged forward, rushing toward Xu Zimei.

Whilst dodging the silver light attacks from the Heavenly Gate above, Xu Zimei also had to contend with Chu Tianyang and these demons.

Beside him, Jiang Mochou and Tan Jiulin exchanged glances.