I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 2594

Chapter 2594: Chapter 2593: Third Young Master, I Am Not Him

The masked man moved so fast the Sky Poison Demon couldn’t react at all.

Sharp claws appeared behind the Sky Poison Demon, endlessly churning the flesh and organs in his body.

Even his heart was caught and crushed in that clawed grip.

The Sky Poison Demon’s life seemed to be cut off abruptly.

As if frozen in this scene where death was certain.

“Honestly, you shouldn’t have waded into this muddy water. That was the stupidest choice of your entire life,” the masked man said.

The Sky Poison Demon’s lips trembled slightly.

Then, black markings like the shadows of trees crept along the masked man’s arm, spreading out from inside the Sky Poison Demon.

Seeing this, the masked man seemed to feel as if he’d been insulted.

He snorted coldly.

His voice was pressed deep in his throat, almost hoarse as he spoke.

“Ant, even now you still dare offend me. That’s simply unforgivable.”

The next moment, the masked man stretched out his hand.

The vast power in that hand surged continuously.

The Sky Poison Demon’s body floated up, beyond his own control.

Then a gust of wind blew past.

The Sky Poison Demon’s body, like ashes scattered to the wind, simply disappeared completely.

Just like burning incense, the ash from one incense stick.

Blown by a great wind, vanished from the world without a trace, leaving no sign of ever existing.

At this moment, the masked man slowly turned around.

The mask on his face was dark, as if caught between anger and laughter.

His gaze, deep to the point of suffocating, pressed down hard as it fell on Xu Zimei.

At the same time, many people surged in from all directions, surrounding him.

It looked like Xu Zimei had no path to heaven, no door to earth.

As if he was doomed for certain.

Xu Zimei spoke then.

His gaze swept the surroundings; his Divine Soul had long since enveloped an area hundreds of kilometers in radius.

He hadn’t wanted to make a move.

But once he did, every witness here would be doomed to die.

Because if anyone found out, his identity would be exposed.

After all, he and the real Jiang Rui were fundamentally different.

“Who are you?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Clan Leader Jiang, we’re people of the Purple Beast Sect. When you humiliated our Saintess before, invaded our Saintess, did you ever imagine such a scene?”

The masked man sneered.

At this moment, in his eyes, Xu Zimei’s fate was completely in his grasp.

So what he saw was a destined-to-die target, performing a ridiculous act of struggle before death, like a clown.

So he didn’t mind saying a few more words to Xu Zimei.

“Since when did the Purple Beast Sect have such a powerhouse?” Xu Zimei shook his head and said.

“What, you come to kill me and don’t even dare show your real face?”

The masked man shook his head slightly.

He walked forward step by step, his figure drawing ever closer to Xu Zimei.

Then he let out a cold laugh.

“You’re stupid. How could we possibly tell you our true origin?”

“Even in death, you can only die in this foolish way, not even knowing your enemy’s identity.”

“This incident—whether it was done by the Purple Beast Sect or not—it has to be pinned on them.”

“Young Clan Leader, you should understand that much.”

“All right, time to send you on your way. Delay brings complications.”

The masked man moved then.

His speed was extremely fast, just like when he killed the Sky Poison Demon earlier.

His movements were both swift and precise, and his claws seemed to have a penetrative effect.

Once his figure started to move, he blurred out of sight, leaving countless afterimages.

The next instant, he was already at Xu Zimei’s side.

As his claws struck, his scornful voice fell at the same time.

“Third Young Master asked me to send you his regards. My Young Clan Leader, why did you stand in his way?”

Clearly, when the masked man asked this, he never intended to let Xu Zimei answer.

Because his claws were already reaching to reap Xu Zimei’s life.

Yet in the next instant, the masked man’s voice abruptly cut off.

Because his claws, which he was utterly confident in, which seemed flawless, were suddenly pinned by a hand.

That hand clamped onto his claw like a pair of pliers, holding it down as if a mountain had descended in Suppression.

The masked man broke out in a cold sweat.

He realized his claws couldn’t move at all.

He couldn’t push forward, nor could he pull them back.

This made goosebumps crawl all over his body, every hair stand on end, like he’d fallen into an icy cellar in the dead of winter.

His breathing even stopped.

He just stared at Xu Zimei.

Stared at that seemingly harmless face.

“Why?” The masked man simply couldn’t understand.

It was beyond imagination.

A good-for-nothing playboy, clearly a piece of trash—

How could such a person suppress him so easily?

He refused to believe someone could hide this deeply.

He’d seen Jiang Rui himself; in his eyes this Young Clan Leader was truly good-for-nothing.

But…

“Because I’m not him,” Xu Zimei grinned.

With that smile, the masked man’s body, under a silent roar, was completely destroyed by Xu Zimei’s power.

His body broke apart bit by bit.

In the end, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, he turned entirely to ash, scattered to the wind.

Xu Zimei slowly swept his gaze around.

The other assassins around him instantly fell into chaos.

The roles of hunter and prey seemed to reverse in an instant.

They scattered like birds and beasts.

But how could Xu Zimei possibly give them any chance to live?

Since they had seen, they were doomed.

Xu Zimei swept his hand, and a Black Hole appeared.

A horrifying Swallowing Power erupted.

They didn’t even have time to resist before they were utterly devoured.

In just a few breaths, the street had turned cold and empty; not a single human shadow could be seen.

After Xu Zimei made sure there were no loose ends, he walked out step by step.

At that moment, a barrier appeared in front of him.

Only then did Xu Zimei realize why these people dared to attack him so brazenly.

They had used a barrier to block off external senses.

You could say that for a short time, this would never be discovered.

This assassination was, on the surface, quite meticulous.

If he wasn’t Xu Zimei, but the real original Jiang Rui, then he might indeed have been doomed to lose.

Letting their scheme come true.

The “Third Young Master” that masked man shouted before dying should be the original host’s third younger brother.

Jiang Bin—Xu Zimei had met him before.

He looked like a refined young man, a gentleman like jade.

But his obsession with the Young Clan Leader’s position had already reached a point beyond control.

Otherwise he wouldn’t have done something this mad.

Xu Zimei waved his hand and shattered the barrier.

At once, the barrier splintered like glass, fragments falling away.

With the barrier gone, the street’s true appearance was revealed.

People surged like tides, the noise of voices filling the air.

Completely different from just now.

Only a single wall apart, yet with barrier plus Illusion Technique, they’d lured their target in without anyone noticing.