I Truly Am The Villian -
Chapter 1362 1361: Myriad Poison King, the Netherworld Sect No Longer Exists
"Myriad Poison King, I didn't expect you to truly exist," said Sage Zixia.
"I've heard of such a Great Saint before, but he rarely shows himself."
"This Myriad Poison Mountain is the domain of the Myriad Poison King.
When the Netherworld Sect settled here, the Netherworld God paid a great price.
Thus, the sect's disciples are protected from poisonous creatures," explained Bright Moon Fairy.
"What brings the fairy here?" a loud voice echoed.
A giant centipede monster revealed itself amidst the mists covering the not-so-towering Poison Mountain.
It had more than a dozen legs, a massive body hundreds of meters long, seemingly stretching across the entire Poison Mountain.
The poisonous fumes surrounding it incinerated even the void, as if no creature could approach it.
"We are here to annihilate the Netherworld Sect, hoping the King of Poison won't interfere," said Bright Moon Fairy.
"I'm afraid that might not be possible," laughed the Myriad Poison King.
"I've made a deal with the Netherworld God to shelter their Netherworld Sect.
Once you leave the Myriad Poison Mountain, you're no longer under my protection."
"In that case, we'll crush this Myriad Poison Mountain.
A mere centipede dares to haggle," Xu Zimei said indifferently.
"What an arrogant tone, may I know your name?" Myriad Poison King asked, eyes round and fixed on Xu Zimei.
"You aren't qualified to know my name.
I ask you one thing: fight or flee," Xu Zimei replied.
Seeing Xu Zimei's confident demeanor, Myriad Poison King hesitated.
At its level, it had long passed the age of acting rashly.
"A mere centipede that has just entered the saint realm.
In the face of the Netherworld God, a newly arrived Great Saint, it can only rely on some poison to make threats.
Do you really think no one can slay you?" Xu Zimei remarked.
Upon hearing that, Myriad Poison King laughed aloud a few times.
He responded, "You jest, the path of cultivation is long and endless.
I'm merely a small centipede seeking the Way.
If you wish to go to the Netherworld Sect, I have no reason to stop you.
Just don't harm the poisonous creatures on this mountain. They're merely my disciples and grandchildren."
After finishing, Myriad Poison King's figure vanished into the void.
And the poisonous mist on the Myriad Poison Mountain instantly split to form a Great Dao.
A direct path leading to the summit of the Netherworld Sect.
The poisonous creatures lurking around began to avoid confrontation.
"I can't believe this guy truly yielded," said Bright Moon Fairy.
Having clashed with the Netherworld God for so many years, she had long been wary of the Myriad Poison King.
It wasn't that its power was overwhelming; it was simply its body full of potent toxins, making it hard to withstand.
"Just a turtle in its jar," Xu Zimei slightly shook his head.
"It has basked in power and wealth on Myriad Poison Mountain for years.
Internally, it has grown accustomed to such peaceful life.
If you negotiate kindly with it, it'll get more demanding.
Deliver a direct thunderous strike to keep it from acting recklessly."
"You're right," nodded Sage Zixia.
The three quickly proceeded towards the Netherworld Sect along the Great Dao of Myriad Poison Mountain.
At this moment, the Netherworld Sect seemed enveloped in a layer of gloom.
The disciples under its gate were on edge.
Both the ancestor and the Sect Master, along with the sect's powerful figures, had all vanished.
The remaining disciples had no one to take charge.
The three arrived in front of the Netherworld Sect, which had been established for thousands of years, with imposing and grand architecture.
Netherworld Sect resembled a massive imperial palace.
The city walls were built from first-grade Netherworld Stone, and these stones naturally formed a formation.
The dense nether aura seemed to condense into a liquid, drifting within the sect.
"Who are you?" As soon as the three reached the sect's front, a group of disciples blocked the entrance as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Senior Brother, they're here," said the disciples trembling inside.
Only the leading youth gazed steadily at Xu Zimei and the others, stating calmly, "Our master is not here, and the Netherworld Sect cannot receive guests now.
Honoured guests, please depart."
"We are here to destroy the sect, so let's skip the formalities," Xu Zimei said with a wave.
That senior brother's gaze narrowed, then gestured to retreat.
"Activate the Sect Protection Array!"
They withdrew into the Netherworld Sect, and Xu Zimei and the others didn't stop them but watched calmly.
The Sect Protection Array activated.
Above the Netherworld Sect, a Netherworld Storm roared.
The nether and evil auras combined, surprisingly forming a Sect-Protecting Divine Beast.
"Qiongqi!"
"All disciples must not panic; reside within the formation and live and die with the sect," shouted the senior brother sternly.
The originally chaotic Netherworld Sect now had its pillar of support.
Many disciples merged with the formation, pouring their spiritual energy into the Sect-Protecting Divine Beast.
Qiongqi's might grew stronger, continuously roaring furiously at Xu Zimei.
"If you retreat now, it's still not too late; save yourself from misfortune," the senior brother said with divine might, eyes full of imposing power.
"Nothing more than dirt and chickens," Xu Zimei waved his hand.
He directly threw Tyrant Shadow into the firmament.
Tyrant Shadow carried with it a sharp blade qi, like a flying knife crossing ten thousand miles of void.
Qiongqi couldn't even react and was annihilated with one blade.
"How could it be possible?" The senior brother was astonished.
Originally, he thought, with the formation's presence and the strength of so many disciples reinforcing it, they should be able to resist.
Unexpectedly, they couldn't withstand even one blade strike from the opponent, as fragile as paper.
With the formation broken, the disciples trapped inside couldn't escape.
Together with the formation, they were annihilated into blood mist.
"From today onward, there will be no Netherworld Sect in this world.
Your ancestors and Sect Master have been killed; escape for your lives," Xu Zimei stood on the firmament, his gaze surveying the entire Netherworld Sect.
He said softly.
Listening to Xu Zimei's words, the entire Netherworld Sect plunged into unlimited panic.
"The ancestor was slain, how is that possible?
Our ancestor is a Great Saint, an immortal existence."
"Why is the ancestor not showing himself then, let's flee."
The disciples were abuzz with discussion, already uncertain and prepared to leave.
"Young Master Xu, to eliminate threats, you must pull them up by the roots," Bright Moon Fairy said hurriedly.
"If we let them go, it might be detrimental to Bright Moon City."
She wasn't afraid of these small fry, but too many fleas can still annoy a lion.
"Don't worry," Xu Zimei chuckled.
"Do you really think they can leave Myriad Poison Mountain safely?"
"Young Master Xu, do you mean?" Bright Moon Fairy was puzzled.
The next moment, the screams of Netherworld Sect's disciples echoed.
Unexpectedly, the poisonous creatures from Myriad Poison Mountain rushed into the sect, slaughtering disciples and devouring them.
"With the Netherworld Sect annihilated, the Netherworld God must die too.
Do you think the Myriad Poison King will pass up such delicacies?" Xu Zimei chuckled.
Only then did Bright Moon Fairy come to realize.
"Let's go, and search for the location of the Netherworld God's Life and Death Soul," Xu Zimei said.
The three descended from the sky, traversing the Netherworld Sect.
Behind Xu Zimei, Traceless constantly guided the way.
Finally, they arrived at the back mountain of the Netherworld Sect.
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