I Truly Am The Villian

"We cannot afford to offend the ten great families.

Could it be that some other ancient nations have united to seek conflict with our Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation?"

"You're completely wrong; the one who destroyed the nation will surely astonish you,"

said the person with a smile.

"Who is it," this also aroused the curiosity of those around.

It is neither another ancient nation nor the ten great families, who else could have such power.

"It is the True Martial Holy Sect," someone said with a chuckle.

"Let's go take a look, I heard they are at the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city have already reported to the King."

"True Martial Holy Sect, that name sounds so familiar," someone pondered.

"Of course it's familiar; this force was once glorious, but now, well, tsk tsk."

......

The discussions among the crowd started outside the teahouse.

As quickly as they talked, they left.

Inside the teahouse, five people drinking tea were also intrigued.

One of them, a young man who knew the inside story,

was named Zhao Danyang.

He said with a smile, "There seems to be a fight outside, let's go join the fun."

"Danyang," said the woman next to him.

"Do not forget our mission,

no distractions."

"Sister Qing, I'm not getting distracted, just going to watch the fun," Zhao Danyang looked at Zhao Qing and pleaded.

He was an impatient person, the restless type.

Forcing him to sit here quietly drinking tea,

it's better to let him go outside and see the excitement.

Zhao Qing, helpless, could only turn her gaze to the elder at the head of the tea table.

"Second Grandfather."

She called out, but the elder did not respond to her.

Instead, he was deep in thought, contemplating something.

Zhao Danyang, with a playful heart, made a "shh" gesture to Zhao Qing.

Then, tiptoeing, he approached the elder.

He brought his mouth close to the elder's ear.

Suddenly shouted, "Second Grandfather, Sister Qing is calling you."

This voice startled the elder.

The elder's beard blew up.

"Danyang, do you want to send me away on the spot, shouting so loudly? I'm not deaf yet," the elder scolded.

Zhao Danyang giggled.

Then asked, "Second Grandfather, what are you thinking about?"

"True Martial Holy Sect, is it the Sect Gate of the Great Saint of True Martial?" Second Grandfather Zhao Zhoutian asked.

"It should be, right? In this Heaven Extreme Realm, could there be a second True Martial Holy Sect?" Zhao Qing replied.

"Great Saint of True Martial," Zhao Zhoutian squinted his eyes slightly, sighed.

"Once this name was renowned far and wide.

But now, it's been many years since I last heard this name."

"Second Grandfather, was the Great Saint of True Martial very powerful?" Zhao Danyang asked curiously.

He had heard of the title of the Great Saint of True Martial,

but unfortunately, he wasn't born in the era of the Great Saint of True Martial.

In the time when True Martial Holy Sect was glorious and on par with the ten great families, he wasn't born yet.

By the time he came into the world, the True Martial Holy Sect had long since declined.

Zhao Zhoutian chuckled.

He said, "Strong, not just ordinarily strong.

If we were to list a ranking of the past seniors of the Heaven Extreme Realm,

the Great Saint of True Martial would surely have a place."

"Then how does he compare to our Ancestor?" Zhao Danyang asked.

"Depends on which Ancestor you're comparing to," Zhao Zhoutian smiled.

"Enlightening Ancestor then," Zhao Danyang inquired.

"Insignificant," Zhao Danyang replied.

"Then he's not that impressive," Zhao Danyang exclaimed.

"I meant that our Enlightening Ancestor is insignificant," Zhao Zhoutian shook his head and chuckled.

"Then how about compared to the Mountain-moving Ancestor?"

"Merely an ant."

"What about the Tyrant Saint Ancestor?" Zhao Danyang persisted stubbornly.

"Tyrant Saint," Zhao Zhoutian took a sip of tea.

He sighed, "Tyrant Saint Ancestor is indeed strong, but still lacking a bit."

"Why can't they match up even though they're all Great Saints?" Zhao Danyang asked again.

"There are differences even among Great Saints.

When the Great Saint of True Martial traveled, a hundred saints yielded, and the gods withdrew," said Zhao Zhoutian.

Zhao Danyang remained unconvinced.

And continued, "Then our Ancestor of Creation?

He must be able to surpass him, right?"

"Do not casually refer to the Ancestor by name," Zhao Zhoutian reprimanded him.

Then he said, "The greatness of the Ancestor is renowned throughout the Heaven Extreme Realm.

For our Zhao Family, the Ancestor is the origin of everything."

Zhao Danyang lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Despite appearances, Zhao Zhoutian was usually gentle and seldom angry.

But when he did scold,

it meant he was truly angry.

None of them dared to talk back.

Zhao Zhoutian stood up and said, "Let's go take a look."

"Second Grandfather wants to watch the fight, so who shall we support?" Zhao Danyang got excited again and asked enthusiastically.

"I just want to see what the True Martial Holy Sect is like now," Zhao Zhoutian responded.

"Logically, the True Martial Holy Sect has already fallen.

How could they have the strength to destroy the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation?

Unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhao Qing asked, also a bit curious.

"Alright, let's go take a look first.

We won't help anyone," Zhao Zhoutian waved his hand.

The group followed the crowd throughout the city, heading towards the city gates.

.....

Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Palace of the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation.

The palace was a magnificent scene.

Throughout the palace, there were sculptures of dragons, living up to the name of Ancient Dragon.

And inside the early morning great hall,

the King of the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation, Long Zun, sat on the Dragon Throne.

On both sides stood the civil officials and military commanders.

The whole court exuded an aura of sternness and a murderous atmosphere.

The soldier guarding the city knelt on the ground.

He reported the challenge from the True Martial Holy Sect.

"Are you saying that people from the True Martial Holy Sect came to destroy the nation?" Long Zun asked.

His voice was magnetic, carrying immense authority.

People dared not look directly at him.

He was the Dominator of the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation,

having ruled for hundreds of thousands of years, his imperial aura was incredibly dense.

"Yes, they asked me to deliver the message," the soldier said.

"Where is General Bai?" Long Zun asked.

"Be... been killed," the soldier replied fearfully.

"How many people from the True Martial Holy Sect came?" Long Zun asked again.

"I... I don't know either.

I only saw one woman, who killed General Bai as soon as she appeared," the soldier reported.

"Know nothing at all.

If General Bai is dead, why are you still alive," Long Zun coldly snorted.

This snort was like a thunderclap.

It exploded directly, causing the soldier's body to burst apart, shattered into pieces.

Upon witnessing this, the entire court remained calm, as if everyone was already accustomed to such a scene.

Long Zun was a tyrant.

Of course, he wasn't just simplistically a tyrant.

Under his rulership, the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation was also flourishing.

But his emotions were unpredictable, often killing people when displeased.

Therefore, he was known as a violent ruler.

"Who can help me exterminate this True Martial Holy Sect?" Long Zun glanced around, asking mildly.

"I am willing to go."

"I am also willing to go."