I Truly Am The Villian
Chapter 1364: 1363: Purple Aura Approaches Penglai Pavilion from the East, One Day Heading West Never to Return

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1363: Purple Aura Approaches Penglai Pavilion from the East, One Day Heading West Never to Return

“In the Ancient Era, there was one who called himself Gravedigger.

A being who specialized in collecting corpses for others.

It is said that wherever the Gravedigger appears, there will inevitably be a bloody storm.”

Xu Zimei said calmly.

“However, since the end of the Ancient Era, from the Middle Ages to the present, this name hasn’t been heard for a long time.”

“Gravedigger, the Undying Saint King,” Sage Zixia said solemnly.

As a Saint King, he is in the same realm as me.

Yet I felt an overwhelming pressure emanating from him.

It was as if he was sitting there, merging with heaven and earth, achieving Great Dao Completion.

“To be honored as undying means to be immortal,” Sage Zixia said.

“It is said he practices the Undying Jue, which allows reincarnation and rebirth.

At the end of each lifespan, he begins a new life.

Far more superior than your method of reincarnation,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“Fight or flee?” Bright Moon Fairy, being practical, asked directly.

Even as a Great Saint, he felt a sense of invincibility when facing the elder.

“Can you really escape?” The elder on the dune laughed.

He slowly lifted the fishing rod in his hand and smiled, “The fish has bitten.”

“You can fish in the desert?” Bright Moon Fairy asked.

“I’m fishing for you,” the elder shook his head.

“Fear before the battle, that’s not my style,” Xu Zimei laughed.

“Fight then.”

All three were surrounded by the powerful Power of Laws surging around them.

Bright Moon Fairy’s principle was Ice.

Sage Zixia’s principle was Dual Principles.

One was the Wind Series Principle.

The other was the Zixia Principle, mutated from the Light Principle.

Compared to the Light Principle, neither was better nor worse.

It was just more suitable for oneself.

Watching the three surround him, the elder remained calm from beginning to end.

He tidied up his fishing rod leisurely.

“Fight,” Sage Zixia’s True Fate was directly activated.

Behind him was a bright purple sun, bursting with intense light.

“Purple aura arises in Penglai Pavilion, heading west never to return.”

The Zixia Principle consolidated into a flowing Zixia river, swirling around Sage Zixia.

It then transformed into a dragon, with a rainbow-like aura attacking the elder.

The elder merely lifted his head, and his gaze shot out two rays of blood light.

Instantly, the Zixia dragon was engulfed by the blood and tumbled in the void.

Sage Zixia suddenly found his principle uncontrollable.

He still had divine might in his eyes, watching this scene with uncertainty.

“Your talent is decent, but you have just broken through.

Your realm is still unstable,” the elder saw through Sage Zixia’s condition with one glance.

“Don’t always act like a reclusive sage.

Even if you are buried here today, I will take a piece of your flesh,” Sage Zixia shouted.

He then fused the Wind Principle and Zixia wisely into one.

The purple sun behind him suddenly became dazzling.

Within the purple sun, the power of the Doomsday Storm swirled continuously.

Turning it into a world of mad wind, even countless space turbulences were absorbed into it.

And the outside of the purple sun emitted universal light.

Suspended high in the Firmament.

“Your Zixia Principle is ordinary, but this Wind Series Principle is indeed perfect.

The one who created this move must be an ancient pioneer,” the elder said.

Even such an existence as himself couldn’t help but admire the Ancient God.

The purple sun descended slowly, its speed was slow, but its mighty power was suffocating.

The entire Firmament shattered.

The aftermath thoroughly destroyed the void along the way.

Possibly fearing the elder’s escape, the Bright Moon Fairy also activated True Fate Emergence.

A bright moon hung high.

Even though it was daytime, the moment the bright moon rose.

The world was instantly enveloped in darkness.

Only the towering bright moon remained brilliant and eye-catching.

“Cold Moon Ice Palace.”

The Bright Moon Fairy descended like a celestial being, a flowing white robe stepping into the air.

Countless ribbons floated around her.

Her feet tread on ice, every step down shattered thousands of layers of ice.

The entire Firmament seemed to be covered by a thick layer of ice.

And the cold moon in the Firmament transformed into the shape of a palace, directly descending.

Sealing the elder inside.

“Not bad at all. With cold moon as ice, observe the Ice Principle, your future is limitless,” the elder continued to laugh, unperturbed.

“Get through this strike first,” Sage Zixia snorted.

His purple sun finally descended, directly smashing on the elder’s head.

Only then did the elder slowly extend his hand.

His aura was overwhelming, his hem fluttered freely in the wind.

He merely extended one finger.

This finger lifted, as if the entire Heavenly Dao roared with “rumbling.”

When he moved, the entire world moved.

The mighty power of heaven and earth was so immense.

Alone, a smoke from the desert, Changhe’s sunset rounded.

The arid desert suddenly riotous, countless grains of sand wafted in the mad wind.

One finger seemed to enlarge a thousandfold.

With a force that obliterates, directly penetrates the purple sun.

Smashed the Firmament, submerged the bright moon.

……

Sage Zixia was both amazed and dumbfounded.

“This… this…”

He was speechless, too shocked to speak.

For a long time, he couldn’t utter a word.

“This is indeed a Saint King, what about a Dao Fruit Powerhouse?”

“Young one, a Dao Fruit Powerhouse’s supreme power is yet beyond what you have witnessed.

You’re still far from it,” the elder shook his head with a chuckle.

“Being able to die at the hands of such an existence today is not regretful.

It doesn’t feel disgraceful,” Sage Zixia laughed.

“I just didn’t expect our grievance with the Holy Court would alarm the Holy Ancestor.”

As the ruler of the Holy Court.

The name of the Holy Ancestor is as immortal as the sun in the sky.

Since a very ancient age, he has been imparting the way of heaven and earth.

In recent eras, he has not appeared for a long time.

Although Sage Zixia had conflicts with the Holy Court, he merely visited the Gods’ Paradise and stole some items.

Unexpectedly, he was targeted by the Holy Ancestor, bringing such a terrifying existence.

“Young one, you’re somewhat flattering yourself,” the elder chuckled while shaking his head.

“I came this time, not to slay you two.

But another person.”

“Who?” Sage Zixia was startled and subconsciously asked.

Then he quickly realized.

Both gazes turned to Xu Zimei.

Since it’s not for the two, it must be for the Demon Race.

……

The elder also turned his gaze to Xu Zimei.

Smiling, he said, “When the Holy Ancestor told me, I could hardly believe it.

Demon Lord, after countless cycles of reincarnation, you have resurrected.

Indeed, you are that type of existence.

Even Heavenly Dao can’t kill you.”

“And you’re still daring to come, do you consider yourself stronger than Heavenly Dao?” Xu Zimei asked.

“I’m merely dust beneath Heavenly Dao.”

The elder shook his head with a smile.

“I’ve heard tales of you.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t witness your era firsthand.

Having long heard your fame, to finally meet you today fulfills my wishes.”