I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2388
Chapter 2388: Chapter 2387: Divine and Buddhist Power, the Mutated Great Dao
As soon as Xu Zimei made his move, he severed their connection with their substitutes.
This made the dozens of Divine Generals all turn pale.
Without substitutes, they could no longer achieve undying bodies.
They had all been imposing and savage before, but now every single one of them shrank back.
Of course, there were still some Divine Generals who weren’t afraid of death.
He roared, “What’s there to fear? We enjoy the glory brought by the Divine Race, so of course we must spill our guts for the clan.”
“If we die today, I, Wind Thunder, will be the first to die.”
This Divine General was called the Wind Thunder God General.
Among all the Divine Generals, his strength might not be the greatest.
But his displayed courage alone was enough to make people look at him in a new light.
In that instant, wind and thunder were stirred.
Just like his title, he commanded the power of wind and thunder.
As the Mad Wind howled and thunder roared furiously.
This Wind Thunder God General charged at Xu Zimei to kill him.
Everyone looked up at that silhouette, only to see him stride toward death with grand resolve, seeming incomparably towering in that moment.
But the next instant, everything came to an abrupt halt.
All because Xu Zimei stretched out his right hand and pinched the other’s neck in one grab.
No matter how the Wind Thunder God General struggled, it was useless.
The other man was like a chick in his grasp.
With a cracking sound.
His neck snapped, and blood instantly gushed out.
Xu Zimei casually flung the headless corpse away.
He said blandly, “If you want to die, I’ll just fulfill you. Why so much drama?”
“Go,” the Divine Emperor at the side said coldly, his expression indifferent.
From the very beginning, he actually hadn’t been angry.
He had instead been watching the battle with interest.
But the death of the Wind Thunder God General just now, and the retreat of the other Divine Generals, had made the Divine Emperor’s face darken.
For these people, dying for their race was their honor.
If necessary, the Divine Emperor didn’t even mind trading his own death for an even more glorious future for the Divine Race.
So it was clear that, in terms of obsession with the Divine Race, the Divine Emperor was the one who loved it most deeply.
Now that he had spoken.
Regardless of whether the other Divine Generals were afraid or not, they had to grit their teeth and charge.
And Xu Zimei likewise accepted them all, one by one.
The Tyrant Shadow in his hand swept out.
Blade Suppress Hell, shatter the Firmament, turn Reincarnation…
Every slash drew blood, every slash cut the throat, and every slash took a life.
In just a short span of time, all the Divine Generals had died here.
Dozens of corpses fell one after another onto the Black Tortoise Island below.
The spectators all around were completely numb.
“Where did this fiend come from?!”
“Slaughtering gods like dogs… It’s chaos, everything is in chaos.”
At this moment, even some of the most devout believers in the Divine Race began to waver.
“G‑gods… gods can die too?”
“Why are so many gods being killed?”
“Could it be that the Divine Spirits we believe in aren’t invincible?”
As for the uproar and commotion in the outside world.
Right now, the Divine Race simply ignored it.
Because toward the outside world, they didn’t need to explain anything.
As long as they killed Xu Zimei, they could once again rule this world.
So at this moment, once all the Divine Generals were slain.
The Divine Monarchs, who had been waiting at the side with their strength coiled, finally made their move.
There were not that many of them.
Because back in the Divine Ruins, Xu Zimei had killed several Divine Monarchs, leaving only a dozen or so today.
But ever since just now, they had been accumulating power.
They sat cross-legged.
Behind them, majestic golden light shone upon the Firmament.
From within the golden light, towering golden dharma bodies rose to their feet.
These were Divine Monarch Buddha Statues.
The path cultivated by the Divine Monarchs was different from that of the Divine Generals.
Back then, there was once a Divine Monarch named “Buddha Is Originally God,” who researched Buddhism and fused gods and Buddhas into one.
He manifested his own golden body.
After all, everyone knew that when it came to the Power of Faith, especially in spreading believers.
Buddhism was the true expert.
That Divine Monarch Buddha Is Originally God merged Buddhist Law, and even assimilated Buddhism’s method of using the Power of Faith.
The golden body he created was hailed as the “god‑Buddha.”
Every god‑Buddha was condensed from countless strands of faith.
The more people believed in you.
The stronger the god‑Buddha’s power would become.
This was essentially making the Power of Faith more concrete.
At this moment, over a dozen god‑Buddhas stepped forward.
Under the shroud of Buddha’s light, all living beings’ myriad visages appeared; their might was overwhelming.
Seeing this scene, the common folk below all fell to their knees, praying devoutly.
Xu Zimei, however, felt not the slightest fear.
It was said that all living beings had a hundred faces.
The faces of these god‑Buddhas before him were all different as well.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all clearly visible.
Xu Zimei simply watched these god‑Buddhas.
He said calmly, “Interesting. But still nothing more than ants.”
“Demon Lord, get past us first before you talk,” a Divine Monarch spoke up.
The strongest aspect of these god‑Buddhas lay in this.
They did not fear pain, and would not die.
When the god‑Buddhas swarmed in to attack, with every punch and kick they threw.
It was as if there was shocking power hidden within.
The void shattered, their strength was boundless.
When fists and feet landed on Xu Zimei’s blade, a mighty force spread out from them.
Xu Zimei frowned slightly.
The power of these god‑Buddhas was somewhat strange.
Reasonably speaking, no matter how strong a single god‑Buddha was, there should be a limit.
But though these god‑Buddhas looked separate, their power seemed invisibly linked together.
It was as if he had been struck by a single god‑Buddha.
But in truth, within that strike, countless god‑Buddhas’ strength was gathered as one.
Every god‑Buddha was starting to erupt with the accumulated power of several other god‑Buddhas.
Xu Zimei looked again toward the silhouettes of those Divine Monarchs.
Only then did he see through the mystery.
The dozen or so Divine Monarchs sat cross-legged, seemingly controlling the god‑Buddhas’ attacks.
But in reality, the positions at which each of them sat were highly particular.
“A Formation?”
Xu Zimei frowned slightly.
“Demon Lord, didn’t you say you were very familiar with the Power of the Great Dao?”
A Divine Monarch said proudly.
“Then take a guess: what Great Dao are we using right now?”
“As if he could know,” another Divine Monarch beside him sneered.
“Did you know that the Great Dao can mutate?”
“What we wield is the Reverse Swallowing Path, a mutation derived from the Devouring Path.”
“We do not devour power, yet we can feed our own strength back into one another.”
“You’ve got a bit of skill,” Xu Zimei nodded slightly.
“But that’s all.”
Xu Zimei slowly sheathed the Tyrant Shadow.
He said calmly, “Since you all want to fight with fists and feet, then it’s pointless for me to use a weapon.”
“Come, let me see how strong your Reverse Swallowing Path really is.”
In that instant, the power of the ten Divine Methods all descended upon Xu Zimei’s body at once.
Whether it was the Shaking Heaven Power, the Divine Demon Visualization Method, or the Law of Heaven and Earth.
Every layer of power added made him even more unfathomable.
The three Paths of past, future, and present coiled around him, while the Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate hovered above his head.
With a wave of Xu Zimei’s hand, half the cosmos shattered.