I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2593

Chapter 2593: Chapter 2592: The Iron Masked Man, a Grand Conspiracy

Wherever these snake hands pass, they almost absorb all the physical strength of the body.

Making these people unable to self-destruct even if they wish to.

Yet those under attack remain unperturbed, for upon their bodies, at this moment, appear trails of purple tattoos.

These tattoos assail the Sky Poison Demon.

The tattoos seem to be filled with mysterious and unfathomable energy.

The patterns on them are unseen before, yet extremely bizarre.

The tattoos whirl voraciously.

Though the Sky Poison Demon attempts to evade, the proximity coupled with the tattoos’ extraordinary speed makes it futile.

Soon, the first tattoo embeds into the physical strength of the Sky Poison Demon.

Instantly, countless intricate chains appear on the Sky Poison Demon’s body.

His expression changes dramatically.

These chains seem conscious, continuously eroding his power, even attempting to control his body.

He snorts coldly.

He says, “With ancient evil skills, you think cultivating these things can conceal your identity?”

“In due time the Purple Beast Sect will still be annihilated, you truly have great audacity.”

A mist unfurls around the Sky Poison Demon, and from his sleeve, a massive python snake with dragon horns flies directly into his body.

A battle ensues within his body with that enormous python snake.

“Rumbling, rumbling.”

The python snake temporarily suppresses the strength within him.

Yet the Sky Poison Demon doesn’t wish to prolong the battle.

For the means of these people are strange, uncertain of what is yet laid ahead, not even aware of their numbers.

This Purple Beast Sect is truly insane.

It’s just a woman, after all.

They needn’t act so crazy, nor seem relentless.

Suddenly, the Sky Poison Demon appears to have thought of something.

His expression shifts slightly.

Perhaps this assassination attempt is far from simple.

According to Xuntian Mansion’s information, those involved in this assassination might be linked to the Purple Beast Sect.

Yet Xuntian Mansion regards it with little concern.

Despite some strength, the Purple Beast Sect is far from powerful enough.

Therefore, Xuntian Mansion assumes the Sky Poison Demon’s protection alone suffices.

What if someone exploits this situation?

The Sky Poison Demon considers this possibility.

Many desire Jiang Rui’s death, not just the Purple Beast Sect.

Among them are those he offended, and even his covetous brothers eyeing the Young Clan Leader position.

If these individuals leverage the Purple Beast Sect’s name to kill Jiang Rui.

Then all blame would fall on the Purple Beast Sect.

And without evidence, they can hide in the shadows, enjoying undeserved gains.

Therefore, regarding this event, Xuntian Mansion oversimplifies the matter, as does the Sky Poison Demon himself.

If that’s the case, it truly spells trouble.

The Sky Poison Demon mutters to himself.

Now he has no desire to continue battling.

These people’s techniques are peculiar, mingled with the Purple Beast Sect’s style, giving the impression of association.

Yet the true deadly moves stem from ancient evil skills, their origins indistinct.

Some skills seem tailored to counter the Sky Poison Demon.

As though they knew he would protect Jiang Rui.

Thus, the more the Sky Poison Demon fights, the more startled he becomes.

He looks at Xu Zimei, saying, “Young Clan Leader, this place is strange, not suitable for long stay, let me take you away.”

“Do you think we can still leave?” Xu Zimei chuckles as he asks.

Since the start, he’s been merely an observer, unafraid or panic-stricken, watching the battle with interest.

“What does Young Clan Leader mean?” The Sky Poison Demon asks with a frown.

“Since we’ve fallen into an ambush, do you think they’ll let us leave easily?” Xu Zimei repeats.

“To thwart me is beyond their capabilities,” the Sky Poison Demon retorts confidently.

With a wave of his hand.

Instantly, countless purple mist accompanied by beams of purple light explosively spreads around.

The assassins initially dare not approach the purple mist.

This is the Sky Poison Demon’s trump card.

Also, his most confidence-inducing poison.

Named Sky Poison.

It is cultivated from over ten thousand types of toxins.

This poison can even slay ordinary Dao Fruit Powerhouses.

Even those who have opened Three Flowers and divided Three Corpses must retreat.

While it isn’t fatal, it can certainly torment them.

At this moment, the Sky Poison Demon feels some remorse.

Because this poison is incredibly precious to him, in limited supply.

Cultivating it required a considerable amount of effort and time.

He has resolved.

Upon return, he will demand compensation from Xuntian Mansion; otherwise, it’s a great loss.

At this time, with the mist dispersing.

The Sky Poison Demon directly grabs Xu Zimei, intending to flee the ambush scene.

However, just as he rises to fly, a peculiar eagle’s call echoes from the void.

Immediately, a black shadow flashes past.

Sharp and unabated, it sweeps through the void.

The Sky Poison Demon’s body gets sent flying backwards.

Crashing into the ground, creating a deep pit, countless bricks shatter, and buildings collapse.

Standing, the Sky Poison Demon feels stinging pain from the claw marks on his arm.

Black blood from within flows freely.

For the Sky Poison Demon, this body has long been ruined by poison.

Thus, the color of his blood is of little concern.

What truly matters to him is the figure standing in the Firmament.

A person clad in a black cloak, wearing an iron mask.

The sudden appearance and single strike, a single move, reveals the opponent’s formidable strength.

This leaves the Sky Poison Demon somewhat apprehensive.

He takes a deep breath, shouting, “Who dares to brazenly ambush the Young Clan Leader of the Xuntian clan?”

“This place is near the Xuntian clan, the powerful within the clan will arrive soon, I advise you to withdraw.”

At this moment, the Sky Poison Demon can only leverage the Xuntian clan’s prestige.

For in Sky View Corner, the name of the Xuntian clan resounds widely.

This too is the only option left.

The Sky Poison Demon knows he cannot defeat the opponent.

Yet the iron-masked figure merely sneers.

With a touch of mockery and disdain.

“The Young Clan Leader of Xuntian clan, eh, then indeed he’s the target, it’s him we intend to kill.”

In the next moment, the masked figure with a wave of his hand.

Instantly, several claw marks assail Xu Zimei across the void.

The Sky Poison Demon’s face shifts slightly.

He directly shields Xu Zimei, melting all the claw marks within the poison aura.

“You truly think you can stop me?”

Suddenly, the masked figure’s voice echoes from behind the Sky Poison Demon.

The razor-sharp claws pierce directly through his body.

Such is the speed of the masked figure.