I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2387
Chapter 2387: Chapter 2386: Undying Divine Pattern, Gazing at the Sky from the Bottom of a Well
At this moment, countless Divine Soldiers and Generals charged forward.
They resembled a mighty torrent of humanity.
Covering the entire firmament, the torrent submerged everything, rendering all fragile.
Yet Xu Zimei, witnessing this scene, remained exceptionally tranquil.
The Tyrant Shadow in his hand trembled slightly.
It was yearning for slaughter, thirsting for blood.
“I originally intended to remold the Heaven Challenge weapon, and now your blood will serve as the sharpening stone.”
Xu Zimei unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth directly.
In that moment, his figure soared from the ground, expanding by hundreds or even thousands of times.
This towering figure, along with the Tyrant Shadow, began to grow continuously.
He stepped forward, slashing with the Tyrant Shadow in hand.
Endless Blade Qi transformed into the galaxy overhead, each strike cleaving the firmament in two.
The Blade Qi spanned a hundred thousand miles, yet remained eternally indestructible.
……
This grand battle seemingly confined to Black Tortoise Island.
Yet the impact extends so broadly.
That it is hard for anyone in the Kun Ruins Domain to ignore.
Different people expressed diverse reactions.
Some were astonishingly horrified.
Shouting, “Such audacity is rare to witness even in ten thousand years!”
Others muttered to themselves.
“Those who offend the Divine Spirits will meet a poor fate.”
“All should die, all should die.”
They were loyal believers of the Divine Race, occupying the largest group.
They gazed at Xu Zimei with absolutely fierce and angry eyes.
Moreover, individuals like Xu Sanduo and the Divine Ruins Tomb Raiders existed.
They were greatly averse to the Divine Spirits.
They prayed.
“You must win, only when the Divine Race falls, can they have a way out!”
All beings show myriad aspects, each differing.
But without exception, everyone watched the grand battle in the firmament.
This battle erupted so suddenly, giving many no prior notice.
……
“Boom, boom.”
Powerful forces stirred within the void.
Blade Qi slashed downward.
Countless Divine Soldiers and Generals turned into blood mist, powerless against the blade.
As for Xu Zimei, it seemed he knew no fatigue.
The Tyrant Shadow in his hand swung faster and with ever-increasing momentum.
Time passed undefined.
When he slowly ceased his actions.
Behold, mountains of corpses surrounded him.
Innumerable bodies forming a Blood River.
Blood mist transformed into a blood rain, falling from the sky.
Witnessing the scene, many couldn’t help but gag.
Though they may have killed before, such a number of corpses induced deep discomfort.
The Divine Emperor watched the Divine Race deplete Xu Zimei, his expression unaffected.
For someone of his stature.
Life was inherently fragile.
Being part of the Divine Race, when enjoying the benefits of their race.
They also bore responsibility.
When the race demanded, they must unhesitantly fulfill their duty, even unto death.
……
“Magnificent, magnificent.”
At this time, the Divine Emperor clapped and praised.
Then, with a gesture.
The Divine Race’s Divine Generals and Divine Monarchs came forth.
“Battle, let me see how much more he can kill,” the Divine Emperor continued.
Within the Divine Race, Divine Generals and Divine Monarchs held high positions.
Belonging to the upper ranks.
Yet now, at the Divine Emperor’s word, they willingly faced death.
This was their vision.
All for the Divine Race.
Why can each era of the Divine Race only have ten Divine Kings and twenty Divine Monarchs?
Do they not wish to cultivate more strong individuals?
Their cultivation method is unique, allowing Power of Faith to foster only this many strong beings.
But if they could conquer the Catastrophe Demon Domain.
The Divine Race’s power would grow ever stronger.
Even in the Divine Emperor’s mind, arm wrestling with the Holy Ancestor wouldn’t be impossible.
Thus, defeating Xu Zimei is of utmost importance.
They don’t wish to remain confined to the Kun Ruins Domain.
Once the Divine Generals and Divine Monarchs acted, the momentum immediately shifted.
They didn’t employ the vast human-wave tactic to send themselves to death.
Instead, united together.
Dozens of Divine Generals chanted incessantly.
A golden gas linked each person.
Forming golden Divine Patterns on their foreheads.
This was their strongest skill in cultivation.
Undying Patterns.
Faced with a rival like Xu Zimei, they couldn’t afford testing or relaxation.
So immediately, they displayed their strongest strength.
Once the Undying Patterns connected each Divine General, they charged.
Wielding giant axes, spewing Blazing Flame, riding tigers…
As Xu Zimei slashed down one Divine General.
Shockingly, that General instantly revived.
This scene was incredibly horrifying.
Can the dead resurrect?
“Demon Lord, we are undying; no matter how you kill, it matters not.”
Dozens of Divine Generals shouted.
Robes trembling in the Mad Wind.
The momentum astonishing, blades like prisons, water and fire like seas.
“Undying? If true immortality existed, how could it fall upon you?”
Xu Zimei replied calmly.
“Just wielders of fake death power, feigning celestial deception, truly believing you conceal the truth?”
As Xu Zimei’s words fell, the faces of the dozens of Divine Generals twisted.
They hadn’t expected their technique to be instantly recognized.
Indeed, no true immortality exists.
They cultivate Power of Faith, controlling each follower’s death.
Thus sensing others’ fates.
Binding their life and death with others.
Simply put, a substitute technique.
Earlier, Xu Zimei hadn’t killed them.
But their bound substitutes.
This method is highly secretive, shared among Divine Generals.
But now exposed by one sentence.
While shocked, they felt some fury.
Charging at Xu Zimei, sneering, “Knowing changes nothing, understanding doesn’t grant you resolution.”
“Many foolish ones within the Divine Race!”
Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.
With a wave of his hand.
The Power of the Great Dao surged endlessly forth.
Encompassing all, including death and life.
Surrounding the numerous Divine Generals.
The golden Power of Faith began slowly fading.
They clearly felt.
Their link with substitutes was gradually dissolving.
“Impossible, how could this happen, it can’t be.”
Several shouted.
But Xu Zimei held victory assured.
Speaking softly, “Gazing skyward from the well, unable to wield the true Great Dao power, yet dare prattle before me.”