I Truly Am The Villian

The aura of Ancestor Liuyue grew increasingly formidable.

Especially after transforming into a willow tree, the might became even stronger.

In the past, Ancestor Liuyue was cautious with his usage of spiritual energy due to his old age.

He feared overusing it might deplete his life energy, causing him to perish on the spot.

But now, with the existence of the Leaf of Life,

Ancestor Liuyue could exert his full power without reservation.

The spiritual energy within him surged like a raging river, expansive and boundless.

This willow tree grew taller and taller.

Seemingly to overshadow the entire Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation.

Wang Hengzhi, below, gaped in astonishment, saying, "I have never seen Ancestor Liuyue in this form before.

Who would have thought he could be this strong."

"Ancestor Liuyue was brought back by the Three-Blades Great Saint years ago.

You thought he was a mere willow tree?"

Xu Zimei shook his head with a smile, "The willows of ancient times were sacred trees themselves, blessed by nature.

Though not the zenith of the world,

they still held a place of prominence."

As Xu Zimei spoke, the scene in the heavens was embroiled in battle.

Seeing Ancestor Liuyue's imposing stance.

National Master Situ naturally refused to be overshadowed, and his surroundings intensified as his powerful force soared into the sky.

It was an aura of imperial might.

As everyone knew, National Master Situ was a powerhouse with divine veins.

Witnessing this scene, the crowd below became lively.

"Our National Master Situ has broken through to the Emperor Realm. Doesn't that make him invincible?"

"Don't just look at the ancient tree's might; the gap in realm cannot be bridged."

"Seems he isn't a Great Emperor; he should be a half-emperor."

Someone observed National Master Situ's climbing aura plateau for a moment before stabilizing.

This National Master Situ should have comprehended profound meaning.

However, he had not faced the heavenly tribulation.

Thus, he could only be called a half-emperor, without undergoing a complete transformation.

"What's wrong with being a half-emperor? It's still enough to suppress this rotten tree."

"We are citizens of the Ancient Dragon Supreme Nation, naturally we should support National Master Situ."

The crowd discussed animatedly.

While on Ancestor Liuyue's side, countless branches of the Sky-reaching Great Tree were striking forward.

The imperial might enveloped, extraordinarily formidable.

National Master Situ grabbed the branches single-handedly, starting a great tug-of-war with Ancestor Liuyue.

The battle between the two seemed to be evenly matched for the time being.

Although National Master Situ's realm was slightly higher.

Ancestor Liuyue's branches had some advantageous attributes.

Meanwhile, on Xiao An'an's side, she was already prevailing.

Even with the Dragon Tiger Beast's fusion and increased power, it remained no match for Xiao An'an.

Holding the True Martial Blade, her aura was one of a God of Slaughter and Demonic suppression.

Stroke after stroke, her mastery of the True Martial Saber Art became increasingly proficient.

Had driven that Dragon Tiger Beast to a corner from which it couldn't escape.

...…

Meanwhile, inside the ancient nation.

Thousands of soldiers marched out in unison.

Each fully armed, brimming with momentum, emerging from the direction of the city gate.

Many instinctively gave way.

Someone, upon seeing these soldiers, exclaimed, "It's our Ancient Dragon Nation's Ancient Dragon Army."

"The Ancient Dragon Army is the elite troops of our Ancient Dragon Nation.

They have also emerged; I wonder what their objective is?"

The crowd pondered as their attention shifted from the combatants above to the Ancient Dragon Army.

"Prepare yourselves, they're here specifically for us," Xu Zimei said.

Wang Hengzhi nodded slightly.

He was somewhat tense, and the disciples behind him also seemed anxious.

Over at the Heavenly Saint Nation, National Master Lunri spoke, "Does the ancestor need us to mediate?"

"We do have some rapport between the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation and the Ancient Dragon Nation."

Xu Zimei glanced at him.

"Didn't you say earlier that you would support us?

Alright, I'm giving you a chance now.

Slay these Ancient Dragon Army."

"Ancestor, you might be misunderstanding my intention," National Master Lunri hurriedly responded.

"What we referred to as support is that when the True Martial Holy Sect faces a crisis, we can mediate.

Not to help you extinguish the Ancient Dragon Nation."

For National Master Lunri, it was absolutely impossible to agree to such terms, as it would create enmity between the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation and the Ancient Dragon Nation.

He couldn't bear the consequence.

Xu Zimei sneered.

He hadn't expected much from the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation; he originally intended to offer them an opportunity.

After all, previously the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation was the best affiliate sect of the True Martial Holy Sect.

Unexpectedly, times had changed.

...…

Xu Zimei gazed ahead.

Nearly ten thousand Ancient Dragon soldiers encircled him.

Layer upon layer like a fortress, sealing the area tightly.

The Ancient Dragon Army roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens, soaring up to the sky.

Exceedingly majestic and awe-inspiring.

At the forefront of these Ancient Dragon troops, a general clad in black armor stepped forward.

The general approached Wang Hengzhi.

"Sect Master Wang, our emperor wishes to meet you," the general yelled loudly.

Wang Hengzhi frowned slightly.

This Long Zun, having seen Wang Hengzhi's position through the mirror.

Thus ordered the troops to capture Wang Hengzhi.

If Wang Hengzhi willingly came, there was no need for havoc.

If not, they needed to see him dead or alive.

Hearing the general's words, Wang Hengzhi replied calmly.

"Sorry, I'm not in charge now.

The affairs of the True Martial Holy Sect are directed by our ancestor."

"Ancestor?" The general was momentarily stunned.

Then he saw Xu Zimei on the wheelchair.

Sneeringly said, "A snot-nosed brat, dare to call himself ancestor?"

With a "thud."

As the general's words fell, a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

His whole head detached instantly.

Falling at his feet, and his straight body finally collapsed.

This scene shocked the surrounding soldiers.

But given their vast numbers, totaling ten thousand, they weren't afraid.

Someone shouted, "This man killed our general, capture him to accompany the general in death."

With these shouts, ten thousand soldiers charged mightily forward.

The ground quivered as if shaking the heavens and earth.

Xu Zimei slowly raised his head.

Resting the Tyrant Shadow on his legs, he gently tapped the scabbard.

Laughed, "Having you slay these ants sullies your blade.

So just bear the grievance for now."

With a "boom", the sound of the blade unsheathing rang out.

The clang echoed throughout the world.

In the distance, the watching citizens saw this spectacle, only to see the previously overwhelming charging army.

Freeze in place, motionless.

The blade intent swept across the void, too fast for anyone to see.

And they witnessed the army halted momentarily, then in an instant, all ten thousand bodies shattered.

Turned into dismembered remains.

Corpses seemed disintegrated, dissected into pieces, exploded into fragments in the heavens and earth.