I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2278
Chapter 2278: Chapter 2277: The Mysterious Scholar in White, Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole
Xu Zimei nodded slightly at the Lord of the Dead Spirits’ request for confidentiality.
There was no real animosity between him and the Lord of the Dead Spirits.
Although they walked different paths and used different methods, in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, they were allies.
How does that saying go?
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Both wanted to reach greater heights, and for that, they had to pass the test of the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover, after the battle with the Lord of the Dead Spirits, Xu Zimei had gained much insight.
Especially in his understanding of the Great Dao.
Particularly regarding the power of the Path of Obliteration, which had inspired Xu Zimei greatly.
The power of the ten million Great Dao flowed within him.
Although it was unlikely to reach the power of a hundred million Daos in a short time, each battle allowed him to feel the growth of the power of the Great Dao.
This left Xu Zimei quite satisfied.
However, the Lord of the Dead Spirits’ approach to the dead was not something his Divine Continent could emulate or learn from.
His Divine Continent required a healthy and sustainable system.
For the Lord of the Dead Spirits, the Yin World seemed more like a weapon for negotiating with the Heavenly Dao.
This weapon, if used well, could force the Heavenly Dao to compromise.
But as for the lives and deaths of the souls in the Yin World, he did not care.
So, as their paths differed, Xu Zimei could not borrow from it.
“To be honest, you came at the right time because I happen to need your help with something.”
The Lord of the Dead Spirits suddenly said.
Xu Zimei had a guess of some things.
So he asked, “Is it about those living people who intruded into the Netherworld Realm?”
The Lord of the Dead Spirits nodded slightly.
He said, “Originally, they were all blocked by the Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, but after you entered, you disrupted it, allowing those people to sneak in.”
“Don’t pin the blame on me; you should understand that if someone is behind this, they need to probe the Netherworld Realm.
Even if I hadn’t disrupted it, that person would have acted.”
At this, Xu Zimei also became curious.
He asked, “Have you found any information on the person behind this?”
“Who else but the Holy Court?”
The Lord of the Dead Spirits sneered.
“The matter of the Yin World, I’m afraid the Holy Court has already started to suspect.”
“No matter how discreet I am, any action will leave traces.”
“And in our position of ruling a domain, who knows how many people around us are placed by the Holy Court.”
“But they probably don’t dare confirm anything yet and are only probing.”
“So you want me to step in and resolve it?” Xu Zimei asked.
“No… not wanting you to intervene directly, but rather for me to lure them out, and you to be the one to catch them.”
The Lord of the Dead Spirits said with a smile.
“Although they’re only probing, isn’t it too silly to use mere ants for it?”
“I think they must have some backup plans, and I can’t trust anyone around me.”
The Lord of the Dead Spirits said.
“After all, regarding the Yin World, besides you, even my most loyal subordinates don’t know.”
“I hope you can guard this place for me.”
“I don’t usually help with just anyone’s problems,” Xu Zimei said.
“But when it’s related to the Heavenly Dao, I have to get involved no matter what.”
……
At this moment, on the first island in the Netherworld Realm.
As Xu Zimei opened the gate to the Netherworld Realm, everyone entered and discovered that it consisted of numerous islands.
Everyone was now trapped on the first island.
Surrounded by a black mist that was more accurately described as a deathly aura than mere mist.
Staying in this world, even without doing anything, would lead to erosion by the deathly aura.
The crowd tried countless ways.
Some used Spiritual Energy for protection, others used Supreme Treasures.
There were strong men cultivating their Physical Bodies and sword-wielding warriors slashing at the black fog.
In any case, countless methods were employed.
But none could do anything to this black fog.
What was more terrifying was that even for those who regretted entering and wanted to leave the Netherworld Realm, the gate was now closed.
There was no chance to escape.
For a time, fear and death spread among the people.
“Damn it, if we had known it would be like this, we wouldn’t have come.”
“We haven’t even seen the people of this place, and we’re already about to die here, it’s so frustrating!”
Of course, some were determined.
They said, “Even if I die here, so what, if it’s to save my closest ones.”
“If I can trade my life for my mother’s, so be it.”
At this moment, a fair-skinned scholar walked forward from the crowd.
This scholar appeared extraordinarily calm.
His face showed no trace of fear or terror.
He looked around at the people and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I have a Spring and Autumn Brush.”
“This brush was passed down from my ancestors, capable of setting the course of history with a single stroke.”
“You need not fear, for once I wield this brush, the might of the black fog will be nullified.”
Upon hearing the scholar, those who had resigned themselves to death became excited.
Someone shouted, “Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!”
“Might I ask for your esteemed name, good sir? Is your reputation known in the martial world?” someone inquired with curiosity.
The scholar merely waved his hand.
He smiled and said, “I am not famous, just borrowing a bit of my ancestors’ legacy.”
“There’s no point in mentioning my name as you probably haven’t heard of it.”
The scholar did not reveal his name, but he waved the Spring and Autumn Brush.
The brush was of a purple-blue hue.
The brush handle was of unknown wood, and the bristles of unknown origin.
It appeared to be a rather ancient brush.
As it swept across the sky, there was no earth-shattering momentum.
But with just this stroke.
It was as if a protective shield formed around everyone.
This shield blocked everything, even the life-eroding black fog could not penetrate it.
“Truly a wonder,” someone marveled.
“To set the course of history with a single stroke, indeed, its reputation is well-deserved.”
“Thank you for saving our lives, good sir. Now that we no longer have to worry about the black fog, can we proceed?”
“It is said that deep within the Netherworld Realm, our relatives’ souls are imprisoned.
As long as we find them and connect them to the living world, they can be resurrected.”
“Let’s go; we shouldn’t waste time. This place is eerie, and I don’t feel comfortable here.”
……
The crowd continued forward.
By now, the white-robed scholar seemed to have become the leader as if guided by fate.
Because he had saved their lives, everyone trusted him greatly.
The white-robed scholar did not let them down.
He led them forward and intervened whenever danger arose.
For instance, when the group reached the second island, beasts from the black fog attacked menacingly.
The people were panicked.
The white-robed scholar simply drew with his brush.
Instantly, innumerable chains of true intent appeared in the void, binding all the black fog beasts.
For example, when powerful entities from the Netherworld Realm came to stop them.
The white-robed scholar was so powerful that he suppressed all the strong foes from the Netherworld Realm.