I Truly Am The Villian

Wu Zhaodi's figure descended, and the Tianluan that fell from the void immediately emitted vast immortal light.

It was as if it had been reborn, leaping through the dragon gate; the Tianluan emitted endless immortal light, illuminating half of the void.

Above the void, Huang Xuequan's figure instantly stood up.

"Immortal Luan, I knew that wretch didn't teach me everything," he said with hatred.

"This secret technique is probably only known by her daughter now."

He served under the former Palace Master diligently for many years, just to learn this Immortal Luan technique.

Unfortunately, she never taught him, and after waiting for years, he couldn't hold back and overthrew the former Palace Master.

He hunted down Wu Zhaodi not only to extinguish the last chance of the former Palace Master but also to acquire the cultivation technique of the Immortal Luan.

Over the years, he created the Blood Heaven Luan himself.

Although they never clashed face to face, Huang Xuequan also wanted to know whether his Blood Heaven Luan or the Immortal Luan was stronger.

...…

After the flicker of immortal light, all the injuries on Wu Zhaodi's Immortal Luan were entirely healed.

It became ethereal like an immortal, as if draping a layer of holy wings.

Its sharp chirping was boundless, resounding through the clouds, majestically permeating the entire Tianluan Immortal Palace.

"This Immortal Luan, looks identical to our Tianluan Immortal Palace's founder," a disciple murmured.

The founder of the Tianluan Immortal Palace, his statue stands at the central location of the Tianluan Immortal Palace.

That Immortal Luan is just like this, admired by all.

"Watch your words," a disciple nearby hurriedly advised.

Now Wu Zhaodi was only viewed as a survivor; even if she had the Immortal Luan, what then?

Talented disciples are noteworthy, but those who have yet to mature are worthless.

All around was silence, only the Immortal Luan and Blood Luan were facing each other from afar, each chirping louder than the other, like surging waves, growing stronger.

The Blood Luan transformed into a bloodline, traversing the limitless void, attacking once more.

The Immortal Luan remained motionless, but the immortal mist around it grew denser. As the Blood Luan attacked, its wide wings flapped forcefully.

With shaking feathers, it directly sent the Blood Luan flying out.

A sharp cry from the Blood Luan, as it fell onto the Immortal Court Platform.

The earth cracked with several rifts, but the Immortal Court Platform, being extremely hard, was not afraid of destruction.

The Blood Luan struggled on the ground a few times, but it finally remained motionless.

Next to it, Lu Zhian suffered serious injuries, vomiting a mouthful of blood mixed with his internal organs.

The power of one palm was terrifying beyond belief.

"How can this be?" Lu Zhian murmured as he fell to the ground, bewildered.

And the Immortal Luan in the firmament was like a solitary immortal, its countless feathers transforming into swords, shedding from its wings.

The next moment, thousands of feathers launched.

Becoming a rain of swords, drifting through the void.

"Master, save me," Lu Zhian used his last strength to shout.

In the sky above, Huang Xuequan's face turned grim, and his figure disappeared.

But he was not going to save Lu Zhian; instead, he made a grasp at Wu Zhaodi, trying to restrain her.

"Not good," Grandpa Wang also noticed the anomaly and shouted.

Xu Zimei slightly focussing, he waved his right hand, spiritual energy exploded over ten thousand miles, forming a Heaven-covering Great Palm.

It collided with Huang Xuequan.

Explosions echoed endlessly, reverberating through the firmament.

"Who is it?" Huang Xuequan's body was knocked back, his gaze sharp as he shouted.

He looked down at his right hand, feeling pain from the burn on the palm that had just collided.

Before Xu Zimei could answer, Lu Zhian's tragic cries echoed.

The rain of swords fell, piercing Lu Zhian's heart, killing him, with some reluctance as his unwavering eyes remained unfocused.

Wu Zhaodi withdrew the Immortal Luan, her figure retreated to Xu Zimei's side.

"Activate the Sect Protection Array," a nearby elder realized and shouted urgently.

Huang Xuequan frowned slightly and took out a token from his pocket.

The token ascended into the void, bursting into multi-colored fireworks.

This was the token to activate the Sect Protection Array, without it, no one would easily activate the formation.

Throughout the Tianluan Immortal Palace, continuous chirping of the Tianluan sounded, heads looking up at the firmament.

Over a dozen Tianluans soared, crisscrossing in the firmament, transforming into the Power of the Five Elements.

"Beware, this is the Five Elements Tianluan Array," Grandpa Wang reminded Xu Zimei beside him.

"This formation was set by the founder, but since the founder left, the formation has gradually declined.

It's not as powerful as it used to be, yet still shouldn't be underestimated."

"Don't worry, I'm not the main character in this battle," Xu Zimei replied.

The Sect Protection Array activated, allowing the people of the Tianluan Immortal Palace to breathe a little easier.

"I wonder what gives you the confidence to come back to the Tianluan Immortal Palace," Huang Xuequan sneered.

"Turns out you found someone to rely on."

His gaze locked onto Xu Zimei; it was Xu Zimei who had previously confronted him.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not his backer; I'm just here to enjoy the spectacle," Xu Zimei said.

"His backer is someone else."

"Who?" an elder beside asked.

Before the words fell, the Five Elements Tianluan Array suddenly fluctuated.

Countless cries of Tianluan resounded at the same time.

Another "boom," as if even heaven and earth trembled, the entire formation shattered.

"The Tianluan Immortal Palace has a new Palace Master, Haotian Sect specifically came to congratulate," a burst of laughter sounded.

Xu Zimei heard it; it was Martial Spirit Ancestor's voice.

In the next moment, countless spirit ships swarmed, encircling the entire Immortal Court Platform.

In an instant, many disciples were astonished.

And in the lead, naturally, was Martial Spirit Ancestor.

Qi Haoran did not show up; it seemed he was also too lazy to involve himself in these matters.

"It's Haotian Sect," an elder nearby said.

"I can see that," Huang Xuequan said calmly.

"I'm not sure why the seniors of Haotian Sect are here?" Huang Xuequan stepped forward and asked loudly.

"To congratulate the new Palace Master on their succession, but we just arrived and got trapped by the formation; this is quite unfriendly," Martial Spirit Ancestor said.

His holy power cloaked him, faintly pressuring Huang Xuequan.

Huang Xuequan's face changed drastically; although he had the power of a Heaven Venerable, he was still one step away from being a Great Saint.

"That's our negligence," Huang Xuequan surveyed the surroundings, looking at the spirit ships.

"Does Haotian Sect need such an impressive formation just to congratulate?"

"It makes your Palace Master seem important," Martial Spirit Ancestor said.

"Then thank you," Huang Xuequan said.

"But I have some personal matters to attend to; since Haotian Sect traveled far, I'll have someone take you down to rest."

"No need for rest; besides congratulating the new Palace Master, I'm also here to seek justice," Martial Spirit Ancestor continued.