I Really Am A Villain

“You… you’re from the Ancient Demon Race?!” The Dragon God Saint Sovereign’s expression changed slightly as he spoke.

As he said this, he glanced at Demon Minister Wei behind him, wanting to see if the two of them were acquainted.

The Ancient Demon Race was a forbidden subject in everyone’s minds, something people avoided mentioning, and even if brought up, they would often gloss over it quickly.

“I don’t know him,” Demon Minister Wei said with a slight shake of his head.

“If you’re truly one of the Ancient Demon Race, then you should recognize me.”

“Oh? Are you that famous?” Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.

“Can’t say I’ve ever heard of you.”

“Which Demon’s domain do you belong to?” Demon Minister Wei frowned and asked.

“I don’t think any Demon dares claim dominion over me,” Xu Zimo replied with a hint of amusement.

“No matter who he is, capture him first. If something happens, I’ll take responsibility,” Demon Minister Wei said flatly.

Within the Ancient Demon Race, his status was already considerable, so he feared no one from the other factions. Moreover, Xu Zimo’s mysterious identity had piqued his curiosity, he wanted to find out who this man truly was.

“I’m afraid you couldn’t afford the responsibility,” Xu Zimo said with a smile. “I remember I told you before, you’re not qualified to speak to me. Tell Celestial Devourer and Hellfire Asura to come see me instead.”

“How arrogant. Capture him!” Demon Minister Wei snorted coldly.

Just as the tension reached its peak, a guard suddenly rushed in to report.

“Your Majesty, the Grand Elder of the Vast Heaven God Realm has arrived.”

“Vast Heaven God Realm?” Both Xu Zimo and the Dragon God Saint Sovereign muttered the name to themselves.

The Dragon God Saint Sovereign was surprised because he couldn’t understand why the Vast Heaven God Realm had come so suddenly.

Xu Zimo, on the other hand, was surprised for a different reason. Back on the Primordial Heartlands, the Heaven-Shattering God-Scripture he practiced had been taught to him by the Heaven’s Equal Emperor. He had once promised to deliver the Heaven-Shattering Token to a man named Qi Haoran of the Vast Heaven God Realm.

Although much time had passed and he hadn’t gone out of his way to find the sect, hearing that name again made him unable to ignore it. Still, he had to confirm whether this Vast Heaven God Realm was the same one he was thinking of.

The Dragon God Saint Sovereign looked at Xu Zimo with a hint of irritation, then asked, “What does the Vast Heaven God Realm want?”

“They say they’ve come for the sake of the Vast Heaven Imperium,” the guard replied.

“You just returned, and they arrive right after, one thing after another. Quite the scheme,” the Dragon God Saint Sovereign sneered. “No need to think too hard about it, they’ve come for someone.”

“Your Majesty, the Vast Heaven God Realm is the number one sect in our Southern Region. It’s unwise to make them our enemy,” one of the ministers advised.

“Tell them to wait,” the Dragon God Saint Sovereign said with a wave of his hand.

Then he turned to Xu Zimo and said, “I’ll be direct. I have a beloved consort who’s gravely ill. I’ve searched tirelessly for a cure, but the final ingredient, Dragon Beach Grass, has eluded me. That’s why I value the inheritance so much. You can keep your inheritance. Just give me the Dragon Beach Grass, and name your price.”

“Do you people not understand plain speech?” Xu Zimo shook his head. “Without the inheritance, there’s nothing to discuss. I won’t repeat myself.”

The Dragon God Saint Sovereign said nothing further. He simply tapped his right hand lightly on the table before him.

Those nearby seemed to sense something, for Demon Minister Wei immediately struck, his demonic palm lashing out toward Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo met it head-on with a palm strike of his own.

When the two palms collided, there was a resounding boom. Xu Zimo stood unmoved, while Demon Minister Wei staggered back several steps.

Dark demonic energy surged around both of them, but upon closer inspection, Xu Zimo’s aura was far deeper, purer and darker, as if it carried the natural authority of a king.

Even among demons, there were vast differences in the nature of their demonic energy.

Demon Minister Wei, however, showed no fear. The power around him continued to swell, climbing steadily until it reached the Grand Emperor Realm, and then the peak of the Sovereign Lord Stage, only one step away from the Saint Sovereign Realm, before finally stopping.

“Within the entire Ancient Demon Race, among the younger generation, fewer than ten can rival me,” Demon Minister Wei said with a grin. “You’ve managed to pique my interest.”

He didn’t just stand his ground, his eyes gleamed with fighting spirit.

“Have you ever been defeated?” Xu Zimo asked calmly.

“Among my peers, no one has ever beaten me,” Demon Minister Wei replied proudly.

“Pride is fine,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head, “but arrogance will get you killed.”

He slowly drew his weapon, Shadow Tyrant. As the blade emerged, sword intent surged, and demonic energy rippled violently along the edge.

“Slash!” Xu Zimo shouted softly.

Shadow Tyrant cut through the silent city like lightning, its blade intent splitting the void itself.

Demon Minister Wei did not underestimate the strike. Demonic energy flooded from his body, condensing into a black demonic cloud before him. From within it, he drew out a serrated long blade.

This was no ordinary weapon, the middle of the blade was hollow, lined with jagged teeth.

When Xu Zimo’s blade came down, Demon Minister Wei shifted slightly, catching the edge within the blade’s teeth and twisting sharply.

“Infernal Martial World!” Demon Minister Wei roared.

From the serrated blade burst waves of cutting force that coalesced in the air above them, taking the form of a demonic beast forged entirely of blade intent.

When one’s weapon will reaches this level, it gains a spirit, and that spirit can take the form of man, beast, or plant.

The blade beast roared, its very presence razor-sharp. Even glancing at it made one’s eyes sting.

But it wasn’t over yet. Demon Minister Wei’s demonic energy merged with the beast, amplifying its strength even further.

“Meteoric Starburst!” he shouted as demonic energy condensed into a massive meteor within the blade beast’s maw, which it hurled downward with earth-shaking force.

As the meteor fell, Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

Billions of Heaven-Shattering Power Vortexes within him roared to life, and the colossal Heaven-Shattering Giant manifested behind him, bellowing toward the heavens.

As the meteor plummeted, Xu Zimo stepped forward, catching it in both hands. Then, muscles taut and eyes blazing, he lifted it high overhead and hurled it back toward Demon Minister Wei.

Demon Minister Wei waved his hand, and the blade beast above him slashed twice. The meteor shattered like paper, torn cleanly in half.

“Impressive blade beast,” Xu Zimo remarked.

“Infernal Dust Lock!” Demon Minister Wei shouted again.

Boundless demonic energy surged outward, and within it came the sound of chains clashing.

At the end of each chain was a square-shaped lock, radiating an ancient sealing aura.

Demon Minister Wei’s garments tore apart as the chains emerged from his body, all of them lashing toward Xu Zimo.

“This power is designed specifically to restrain Ancient Demons,” Demon Minister Wei said proudly. “Let’s see how you break free.”

“You people have really regressed over the years,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head. “Instead of seeking true strength, you waste your time creating powers meant to counter your own kind. Seems some among you have already been corrupted.”

“Enough talk!” Demon Minister Wei bellowed.