I Truly Am The Villian

"You have captured me now, but once you go to Heaven Beyond Heavens, you will be hunted down by our kind.

Only I can protect you then," the Strange Insect continued.

"You carry my scent, and they will follow it all the way to track you down.

Even a Great Emperor would be of no help.

Do you dare to kill me?"

"Primordial God Realm? Why have I never heard of it?" asked Xu Zimei.

"How could you have access to such knowledge, just a frog in the bottom of a well from a small world," the Strange Insect said indifferently.

Its voice had just dropped when it suddenly screamed.

Xu Zimei's large foot descended, heavily stomping on its head.

Pressing the head deep into the ground.

Dust flew in all directions.

"If you are so powerful, how did you end up becoming my prisoner?" Xu Zimei said.

"If it weren't for the machinations of the Heavenly Dao of Yuan Central Continent, even ten Great Emperors would be useless, do you think I lost to you?" the Strange Insect still asked reluctantly.

"What do you mean?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"Originally, our Primordial God Realm clans attacked the Yuan Central Continent, but underestimated the Heavenly Dao and were seriously injured by its schemes.

Ultimately, under the leadership of Emperor Feiyu, we were exterminated.

Out of hundreds of our insect kind, only I survived," the Strange Insect said resentfully.

"I was on the verge of death and eventually went into hiding.

I have been treating my injuries for tens of thousands of years, hoping to make a comeback.

Now, when I was almost back to my peak strength, the Heavenly Dao had already set its sights on me.

It brought you contenders of Destiny to Trap Empty Island, turning all my efforts to dust.

My hatred, just one step, only one step away.

I could have recovered, broken through the blockade of Yuan Central Continent, and returned to our Primordial God Realm.

Once my army arrives, everything will be destroyed."

"Well, that does sound quite tragic," Xu Zimei responded.

"Kid, you carry my scent, unless you never ascend, once you reach Heaven Beyond Heavens, my kind will detect this scent."

The Strange Insect said, "It will bring you nothing but a fatal threat.

Better to release me, and I could let bygones be bygones."

"Release you?" Xu Zimei laughed and shook his head.

"I don't see it that way; this might be a good thing, actually."

"What do you mean?" the Strange Insect asked.

"Your identity must be quite special," Xu Zimei said.

"Let me give you an example, our True Martial Holy Sect is the number one sect of the Eastern Continent.

But even so, if an ordinary disciple goes missing, it would hardly catch anyone's attention.

Unless it was someone of my level, a Saint Heir, going missing, then the Holy Sect would turn heaven and earth to find them.

Your Primordial God Realm must be the same.

If no one comes looking, it would mean your status is ordinary, and I needn't worry.

But if they do come searching, that would mean you are quite significant, and with your life in my hands, what do you think they would be willing to pay to exchange for you?"

"Speaking of which, does your kind have any treasures? Tell me about them, let's see how valuable your life is."

Hearing Xu Zimei's words, the Strange Insect cursed angrily: "Human, you are shameless.

The noble race of the Primordial God Realm will not succumb to any threat."

"Let's wait and see; for now, you stay put here. Even if you wish to die, you can't," Xu Zimei replied.

After saying that, he paid no further attention to the Strange Insect. Bai Meng and his group also approached from the distance.

"Congratulations, my lord," the crowd congratulated.

"Destiny acknowledges you, and my lord has finally taken the first step."

"Yes, it's just the first step. The Great Emperor is the end goal, as well as the starting point," Xu Zimei reflected.

"I'll need a hundred years to recuperate. After a hundred years, I shall embark on a journey to the Heaven Beyond Heavens.

To conquer that even more vast world through war."

Xu Zimei then pointed to that strange insect, and said: "Keep an eye on it, its identity is no simple matter, don't let it employ any tricks."

After briefly instructing Bai Meng and a few others, Xu Zimei returned to the Yuan Central Continent.

At this moment, as destiny unfolds, the visions in the void have also disappeared, and no one knows what's happening on Trap Empty Island.

Only the echo of the phrase "I am the Demon Lord, I shall dominate all" lingers in the void.

It spread throughout the entire Yuan Central Continent, reaching the ears and hearts of everyone.

"Demon Lord," someone muttered to themselves.

"This era's imperial title."

Many from the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect let out a light sigh.

"In the end, we are still defeated."

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or plot, any alliance, is like flowers in a mirror or the moon's reflection on water—unrealistic and meaningless.

"In past years, Great Emperors were always forged through bloody battles, but when have we ever seen someone sweep across so directly like this?"

"Indeed, when have we ever seen in previous generations that everyone fought against a single person?"

"This generation of Talented Disciples is finished. I'm afraid our Yuan Central Continent will also enter a period of emptiness."

The entire Yuan Central Continent was abuzz with discussion.

This so-called period of emptiness is when the succession of Talented Disciples is lacking.

With all these powerful Talented Disciples fallen, those who remain are like monkeys declaring themselves kings when there are no tigers in the mountains.

"What's there to fuss about? The Great Emperor will stay in the Yuan Central Continent for a hundred years. This century belongs to his era.

After a hundred years, when he ascends, the Talented Disciples will have enough time to recover, and that will be a prosperous sight once again."

An onlooker explained.

For those who had witnessed the struggle for Destiny, it was bearable, but for many who were encountering the strife for Destiny for the first time, it was incredibly poignant.

This generation's Destiny has drawn to a close, and the Demon Lord takes over the era left behind by the previous Mortal Great Emperor.

At this moment, he is indeed the Dominator of the Yuan Central Continent.

...…

A small flat boat was slowly drifting in the Endless Sea Domain.

Drifting towards the east, that is the direction of the Eastern Continent.

This boat seemed to possess a special meaning, no wind or wave nearby could shake it in the slightest.

It gently moved forward through this vast sea domain.

Suppressing the waves and bringing peace everywhere.

In the distance, the silhouette of the Divine Emperor stood on a rock, gazing at the approaching flat boat.

"Congratulations," he said with a smile.

At this moment, even the Divine Emperor was filled with emotion, thinking how strange destiny really is.

Xu Zimei was leaning in a corner of the flat boat and slowly opened his eyes, yawning.

"Why are you here?"

"To talk with you, and there are some matters," replied the Divine Emperor.

He followed next to the flat boat, walking on the water's surface without causing a single ripple.

Extremely peaceful.

"What matters?" asked Xu Zimei.

"The Ruins of the Gods will open before long, you'll go there, won't you?" said the Divine Emperor.

"The Ruins of the Gods," Xu Zimei pondered.

It seems that he had a prior agreement with a family called the Fan Family, who were willing to reserve a spot for him.

But with his current status, he doesn't need that spot anymore.

If he wishes to go, who would dare to stop him?

It's just that so much time has passed, if the Divine Emperor hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about it.

"Let's have a look," Xu Zimei nodded his head.