I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 1951: 1950: Acacia Cult, Young Master Yin

Chapter 1951: Chapter 1950: Acacia Cult, Young Master Yin-Yang

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s intention to help the bone knife break its seal, everyone was in disbelief.

They had worn down the bone knife for countless years, precisely to prevent it from resurfacing.

Fearing that one day the seal might be broken.

They were anxious to deepen the seal, how could they possibly want to break it?

The bone knife laughed heartily and said, “Very well, if you break my seal, I’ll fight you, and then I’ll submit to you.”

He seemed to laugh at his imminent liberation and also at Xu Zimei’s foolishness.

But Xu Zimei remained unmoved.

He looked at the stone, its chains currently suppressing the bone knife.

Seeing Xu Zimei about to take action, the onlookers could no longer sit still.

“Fellow Daoist, anyone can test the bone knife, but you must not let it come into the world,” a middle-aged man in a green robe quickly stepped out.

“If the bone knife emerges, I’m afraid it will be another storm of blood.

Why must you do this, fellow Daoist!”

Hearing these words, Xu Zimei smiled slightly.

He said, “You will understand later.

If I dare to release it, I naturally can suppress it.

There won’t be any other storms of blood.”

“Why are you so confident, fellow Daoist? After all, the bone knife was left behind by someone as mighty as Emperor Lu.

Who can be sure they can truly subdue this bone knife?”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

“I advise you not to seek trouble. Stand down quickly.”

“You want to stop me?” Xu Zimei asked with a faint smile.

“If you insist on being obstinate, so what if I stop you,” the middle-aged man coldly shouted.

His aura was like the sea, clearly a formidable adversary as well.

“That’s right, the bone knife is a deadly weapon. If you go against the tide, you will only bring about your own destruction.”

The surrounding people also shouted.

Xu Zimei narrowed his eyes, too lazy to argue.

With a sweep of his massive hand,

Tremendous power burst forth like a raging sea from the intent of Tyrant Shadow.

“Boom, boom.”

The blade momentum was continuous, quickly and sharply directed at the middle-aged man’s face.

The middle-aged man’s expression changed slightly.

He snatched in the void with his right hand, instantly summoning countless gases.

These gases were multicolored, as if auroras reflected in the firmament, continually absorbed into the middle-aged man’s palm.

The power in his palm grew heavier and heavier, suddenly, the middle-aged man slapped forward.

The palm clashed messily with Xu Zimei’s Blade Qi.

“Boom, boom.”

“Slash,” Xu Zimei murmured.

The Blade Qi surged, its powerful force directly cutting through the aurora-like gas.

“No good,” the middle-aged man’s face changed drastically.

His silhouette retreated swiftly.

Though he retreated in time, he was still injured by the explosive shockwave and Blade Qi.

The mighty force swept in, blasting the middle-aged man away.

The middle-aged man landed on the ground as everyone scrutinized him.

He was a bloody mess, in an utterly miserable state.

Everyone was too frightened to approach for a moment.

It’s known that the middle-aged man’s strength was already quite decent.

“So, is there anyone else who wants to stop me?” Xu Zimei asked.

His gaze swept over everyone, and no one dared meet his eyes.

“Oh dear, who’s that, daring to show off in our Victory City?”

A light chuckle echoed.

This voice subconsciously overshadowed Xu Zimei’s.

Two mountain-sized giants walked in, their legs much taller than an average person’s height.

After entering, they parted the crowd, leaving a grand road.

A young man holding a folding fan, dressed in a robe with ancient ink paintings of Qing Shan, walked in.

This was a young lord.

His footsteps were unsteady, his eyes sunken, looking like someone who had indulged excessively.

Yet, he walked imposingly, and everyone retreated far away.

People feared him not because his strength was exceptional, but because this youth had a powerful background.

The youth walked out with a stance of indifference, surrounded by the two giants.

He lifted his leg and looked at Xu Zimei standing in mid-air.

Tilting his eyes, he said, “So it’s you, kid, you’re quite domineering, aren’t you?”

“Get down now, this young lord doesn’t like looking up at people.”

This youth spoke extremely arrogantly.

But the surrounding people, upon seeing him, retreated several steps back like seeing a plague.

Only whispered murmurs resounded in the crowd.

“It’s Young Master Yin-Yang of the Acacia cult.”

“If there are female cultivators, better step back quickly, or you’ll be half-dead if he comes across you.”

“I suggest men step back too. I’ve heard this Young Master has a penchant for both genders.”

Someone said leisurely, causing the entire crowd to fear.

Everyone retreated several more steps.

……

The moment Young Master Yin-Yang’s words fell, the giants on both sides began to take action.

Their voices were like rolling thunder.

Their massive hands, as if shrouding the sky, swept towards Xu Zimei.

Lightly shouted, “Didn’t you hear our Young Master, get down.”

The voice was like rolling thunder.

Xu Zimei’s eyes erupted with a knife’s light, directly slashing down with one stroke.

Only two simultaneous screams echoed.

The two giants obviously underestimated Xu Zimei’s strength.

Directly severing their massive palms.

“Kid, how dare you…” The two giants were furious.

“Noisy,” Xu Zimei slashed again.

This slash aimed directly at the necks of the two giants.

The giants were both shocked and terrified.

They involuntarily retreated several steps, their gaze spewing a purple and a red aura.

These auras’ origin was unknown.

Yet they accompanied the two voices, their momentum overpowering, directly countered Xu Zimei’s Blade Qi.

The two sneered in satisfaction.

“Kid, you’re finished.

Do you think you can provoke my two generals?” sneered the sinister Young Master Yin-Yang.

“Bring me his head.”

“Yes, Young Master,” the two giants stepped forward.

With immense power, overwhelming waves, even the broken hands regenerated, fully restored.

Directly reaching out to grab Xu Zimei.

“Two ants dare boast,” Xu Zimei once again wielded Tyrant Shadow.

His gaze aligned with the edge of the blade.

“One Slash Falls to Jiuyou.”

As if specters from the netherworld were calling, eerie winds howled by his ears.

Just “pang, pang” sounded twice.

A pitch-black slash mingled with myriad ghosts, instantly separating the heads of the two giants.

Ultimately crashing heavily onto the ground.

This slash severed not only their heads but also their souls.

Without even glancing at the corpses, Xu Zimei pointed his blade at Young Master Yin-Yang.

The implication was clear: you’re next.

Young Master Yin-Yang remained calm, saying, “Kid, I’m standing right here, do you dare kill me?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Xu Zimei asked.

“My father is the ancestor of the Acacia cult. Do you dare oppose the Acacia cult?”

“What’s this rubbish Acacia cult, never heard of it,” Xu Zimei shook his head.

Directly slashing down.

“Boom” sounded.

This statement and the slash overturned the scene like a stormy sea in the crowd’s hearts.

“It takes a villain to handle a villain!”