I Really Am A Villain

A group of people shouted arrogantly.

Xu Zimo had long been used to this. No matter where you went, you always ran into idiots like these.

He actually wanted to meet Chen Cangtian in person.

If he could kill him outright, it would save a lot of trouble.

However, the Eighteen Blade Purgatory behind Chen Cangtian was indeed something that required caution.

It was said that there were beings who had opened the Three Blossoms.

If they were ordinary Infinite Dao cultivators, Xu Zimo would not take them seriously.

But those who had opened the Three Blossoms were different. He had to be careful.

Once cultivation reached the later stages, fighting across realms was almost impossible.

Each realm was like an infinite, insurmountable chasm.

“Do you need my help?” Ye Qingcheng asked from the side.

“No need. Besides, people may not give Jade Court any respect here,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

Jade Court was certainly powerful and renowned across the Nine Heavens.

But this was the Grand Desolate Heaven, a world ruled by the Primal God Race’s Divine Court.

And the Eighteen Blade Purgatory, as the Primal God Race’s number one lackey, clearly would not necessarily fear Jade Court.

“Then when you’re about to be beaten to death, I’ll save your life,” Ye Qingcheng said.

Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

He knew Ye Qingcheng was the type with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

As his future sister-in-law, he could not be bothered to argue with her.

This time, Jade Court had only brought one Ancient Heaven Dao Lord.

If Xu Zimo could not defeat someone, that Ancient Heaven Dao Lord likely would not be much help either.

Outside Grand Sun Chamber, the area was already packed with people.

Many had come purely to watch the spectacle.

Chen Cangtian’s reputation was formidable throughout the Grand Desolate Heaven.

He was at the peak of the Saint Sovereign realm. A Sage Monarch.

It was said that within the Eighteen Blade Purgatory, he was very likely to become the nineteenth Infinite Dao cultivator.

Because of this, the resources and attention he received were extraordinary.

As Xu Zimo stepped out, many people immediately surrounded him.

These were clearly Chen Cangtian’s followers and lackeys.

“Kid, surrender without resistance,” a man as tall as a tower strode forward.

This man’s power was immense. With each step, the ground cracked and the void trembled.

This was not deliberate. His sheer physical strength alone caused it.

“Lord Ye is kind-hearted. If you admit your fault, you might at least be left with a whole corpse after death.”

A middle-aged man stepped forward as well.

What stood out most about him were the pair of dragon horns on his head.

His aura was equally heavy, his skin pure white, giving off an icy chill.

“It’s High Dragon Sage Monarch and Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch,” someone exclaimed.

“These two are famous powerhouses. I never thought they’d be willing to follow Lord Ye.”

“What do you know,” someone sneered. “It’s said the two of them once teamed up and were defeated by Lord Ye.”

Others were incredulous.

“That can’t be right. Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch is from the Strength God race, possessing immense brute force. Purely in terms of strength, very few Saint Sovereigns can rival him.”

“And High Dragon Sage Monarch is the young master of the Ice Dragon race. His mastery of ice is unparalleled. He once froze an entire sect, and the ice still hasn’t melted.”

The crowd buzzed with discussion. No one expected that Chen Cangtian had already gathered such formidable followers.

“This kid is definitely dead.”

“He looks unfamiliar. If he has no backing, then he’s finished for sure.”

At this moment, High Dragon Sage Monarch and Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch had already surrounded Xu Zimo.

“Kid, don’t resist. I’m afraid I might accidentally snap your bones.”

“Sigh. Two ants standing on the brink of death, yet you don’t even realize it,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

“You’re the one spouting nonsense on the verge of death,” Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch roared.

“Scared out of your mind already?”

Without any fancy techniques, Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch charged straight at Xu Zimo.

His entire body was like a living nuclear bomb, momentum overwhelming.

The surrounding void shattered, deafening sonic booms ringing out.

It felt as if everything would be obliterated under this charge.

Seeing him rush in so recklessly, Xu Zimo shook his head.

He casually swung his hand and slapped him.

Boom.

Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch was sent flying.

“How is that possible?” the crowd gasped.

Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch lay on the ground, dizzy, stars spinning in his vision.

Xu Zimo, meanwhile, yawned lazily.

“That’s it?”

Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch staggered to his feet, flames burning in his eyes.

He was furious.

He had built a fearsome reputation, yet had just been slapped away like a joke.

“Kill!” he roared.

His hands rapidly formed seals.

Despite his rage, he had not lost his reason.

Xu Zimo was not someone to underestimate.

“Channel the power of mountains and heaven, the measure of the Yellow River of the Nine Netherworlds.”

He muttered incantations as his strength surged higher and higher.

Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch was of the Strength God race.

Though he looked human, he was not truly human.

Their cultivation path was special.

They borrowed the power of heaven and earth, like mountain and river deities. Mountains and waters themselves were sources of strength.

At this moment, he was no longer just a man.

He represented the Nine Hells’ rivers and the sky-piercing mountains.

To fight him was to fight the world itself.

Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch roared and charged again.

The void collapsed continuously.

In the eyes of many, Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch’s figure disappeared, replaced by a raging river stretching ten thousand miles.

By towering mountains suppressing everything.

That terrifying power surged forward.

Xu Zimo sneered.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and slightly raised his arm.

Then he threw a single punch.

The overwhelming force blasted apart a vast swath of heaven and earth.

Boom.

A thunderous explosion shook the skies.

What followed was a scene of mangled flesh and blood spraying everywhere.

Despite going all out, Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch was still blown apart by that punch.

His entire body exploded, dead beyond any doubt.

“This is ridiculous.”

“No wonder he dared to provoke Chen Cangtian. He really does have some strength.”

“That makes things more interesting. But killing Righteous Mountain Sage Monarch alone doesn’t mean much.”

Amid the murmurs, High Dragon Sage Monarch’s expression grew increasingly grave.

He knew this opponent was far from ordinary.

Countless layers of frost gathered, covering his body like a suit of icy armor.

“Freeze,” he uttered softly.

He raised his right hand, and endless space solidified into ice.

At that moment, he seemed like the lord of ice itself, freezing vast tracts of the world with a gesture.

“Melt,” Xu Zimo said calmly.

It was as if his words carried the force of law.

In an instant, all the ice melted into water.

High Dragon Sage Monarch’s eyes narrowed. This opponent was even more troublesome than expected.

His true form began to emerge.

Dragon scales appeared across his body, and a dragon tail coiled behind him.

“Demon-Devouring Ice Dragon,” High Dragon Sage Monarch growled.

A black demonic dragon slowly condensed around him.