I Truly Am The Villian

Upon hearing the disciple's question, Xu Zimei said, "Since we are here to destroy the nation, we naturally have to issue a challenge.

If we're going to die, at least let them die knowing why."

Hearing Xu Zimei's words, the disciple was dumbfounded.

Just a few of them.

Aside from Xu Zimei, the ancestor, they, the disciples, including Sect Master Wang Hengzhi and the other elders.

To call them a motley crew wouldn't be an exaggeration.

They were going to challenge the vast Ancient Dragon Nation.

This was suicidal.

This was insane behavior.

As for the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation, they hadn't spoken a word all along.

They watched the people of the True Martial Holy Sect as if enjoying a joke.

No one openly challenges like this.

Even if you are to go to war with the Ancient Dragon Nation, you should prepare in advance and choose the most advantageous method to catch the opponent off guard.

Not like Xu Zimei, without any preparation.

Just coming to annihilate a nation like this.

Of course, the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation couldn't understand Xu Zimei's mindset.

When two people fight, many things need to be considered, what advantages oneself, what to strike at.

But, in a battle between a person and an ant, why bother thinking so much?

One step, wouldn't it just crush them?

And now, the Ancient Dragon Nation before them, in Xu Zimei's eyes, was like an ant.

Of course, this Ancient Dragon Nation was just an appetizer.

Not Xu Zimei's target, nor the True Martial Holy Sect's target.

...

"What are you dazing about," Xu Zimei asked the disciple.

"Ancestor, I... I don't dare," the disciple lowered his head, embarrassed.

He truly didn't dare to challenge the Ancient Dragon Nation.

This was an innate insecurity many felt since the reestablishment of the True Martial Holy Sect.

"You go," Xu Zimei looked at Xiao An'an and instructed.

Xiao An'an did not hesitate.

She stepped through the air, looking towards the position of the Dragon Boat.

First taking up the True Martial Blade in her hand.

Since acquiring the True Martial Blade, Xiao An'an had cherished it greatly.

The journey of training was also to continually hone the bond with her blade.

She found that this blade seemed tailor-made for her and was extremely handy.

By now, she was proficient in wielding the True Martial Blade.

"Where is the General of Dragon City?"

Xiao An'an's clear voice rang throughout the heavens and earth.

After waiting a long while, no one responded to her.

On the city walls of Dragon City, some guards looked listless.

Inside the city, the scene was lively.

Almost no one paid attention to her shouting, thinking it was just some fooling around.

Xiao An'an was not angered.

She still shouted three times.

"Where is the General of Dragon City?

Where is the General of Dragon City?

Where is the General of Dragon City?"

The three cries rose, each louder than the last.

Her aura grew stronger, as though about to pierce the skies.

Her voice echoed persistently, reverberating in the firmament.

It was then someone replied to her.

"Why are you causing such a commotion here."

A figure of the Emperor Pulse Realm stepped into the sky.

Facing Xiao An'an from afar.

He frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

"Go and report to your Ancient Dragon Nation's king.

Because your Dragon Sea Crown Prince continually obstructs our True Martial Holy Sect.

Moreover, the Dragon Might Army attacked our sect gate.

Today, we come to destroy your nation."

Xiao An'an's voice was crisp, her blade intent rampant.

At this moment, she was like a Valkyrie in the firmament.

Hearing this, the general sneered.

"True Martial Holy Sect, isn't it the fallen, trash sect?

Little girl, destroy a nation?

Uncle isn't interested in such jokes."

Xiao An'an no longer argued with him and directly raised the True Martial Blade in her hand, slashing the blade intent towards him.

With a "boom," a sound was heard.

The general's expression changed slightly, his arms crossed in an 'X' form.

Covering his head.

The blade intent exploded, and the general's figure flew backward.

The general steadied his form, stepping through the air.

He looked at the armored wrist guards on his arms.

Under that slash, the gauntlets were already showing signs of damage.

He looked ugly.

Softly, he said, "Little girl, I didn't argue with you because of your youth.

It seems now, you seek death."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand.

Yelled, "Spear, come."

The Silver Dragon Spear, which was originally planted atop the city wall.

As his words fell, boundless spear intent soared to the sky, and the Silver Dragon Spear, like a shadow.

Transformed like a white dragon, roaring back to the general's hand.

He wielded the sword tightly, and in a swift motion, attacked.

But Xiao An'an was unafraid.

Also advanced to fight.

"Bang bang bang," the figures of the two crisscrossed in mid-air.

...…

Below, the Great Elder asked worriedly, "An'an, that girl will be alright, right?"

After all, Xiao An'an was her granddaughter.

Her concern was understandable.

"The opponent is Emperor Pulse, if she, with her Divine Vein, can't win.

That would be an embarrassment," Xu Zimei said.

The Great Elder thought about it, and it made sense.

He looked up at the firmament.

As the two clashed, the general's face changed drastically, he was already being suppressed.

Moreover, Xiao An'an's offense was continuous, overwhelming him to breathlessness.

"When did the True Martial Holy Sect have such disciples," the general couldn't fathom.

But due to this distraction.

This allowed Xiao An'an to kick his abdomen, then the True Martial Blade burst forth endless blade intent.

Slicing over.

Panic-stricken, the general hurriedly used the long spear to block in front of him.

With a "crack" sound.

Under the True Martial Blade, his Silver Dragon Spear shattered.

"Boom," a noise followed.

Xiao An'an gave a strong kick, sending him flying.

The city wall collapsed by more than half.

Xiao An'an stepped through the air ahead, standing at the forefront of Dragon City.

She stood with one foot on the bloodied general.

Looking at the soldiers who were already scared stiff on the side, she said, "Go tell your king, the True Martial Holy Sect has come to destroy your nation."

"Yes... yes, yes, I'll go right away," the soldier next to her showed not a hint of hesitance.

Scurried away, stumbling as he went.

"Young master, how was it?" Xiao An'an turned and asked Xu Zimei.

"How was my challenge."

"Though a bit unsatisfactory, it's better than theirs," Xu Zimei laughed.

...

And at this moment, within Dragon City.

Many people also witnessed this scene.

However, the residents of Dragon City did not realize the impending disaster.

Instead, they discussed it with great interest.

In front of a teahouse on the main street of Dragon City.

Five people were sitting there drinking tea.

Among them, four were young, two men and two women.

And the last was an old man.

His hair and beard were all white, his entire body exuded an intense aura, clearly a powerful individual.

The five were quietly drinking tea.

The conversation of passersby broke the tranquility.

"Quick, go see outside the city gates, someone is claiming to destroy our Ancient Dragon Nation."

"What a joke, joke, besides the ten major families, who has the strength to destroy us?"