I Really Am A Villain

“Go,” the several Saint Sovereigns instantly made their decision. They wanted to run. After living so many years and cultivating to their current level, none of them wished to die here. Their speed skyrocketed as spatial power surged around them, shattering the void as they tried to escape.

“If you joined forces, I could play along with you to the end. But since you want to flee, then go down and join the others,” Xu Zimo said calmly.

The blade aura in his hand erupted.

A sky-shaking demonic aura turned into countless fiendish spirits, all rushing toward the fleeing Leviathan Saint Sovereigns. In less than a moment, they were swallowed entirely. These Saint Sovereigns had lost all will to fight. They only wanted to break free, but the more they struggled, the deeper they fell, until the demonic aura consumed them completely.

Xu Zimo turned his gaze and swept it across the entire Leviathan Race. All the Leviathan had already hidden away. He didn’t rush. He wandered casually along the bottom of the Dragon Sea.

The Leviathan Race had lived here for generations. Though the Dragon Sea appeared rich with life, filled with countless rare medicinal herbs, each at least tens of millions of years old, these herbs were all eroded by the Dao of Oblivion.

Walking among the herbs, Xu Zimo clearly sensed the strong presence of that Dao. Following its trail, he moved forward, unable to help pondering a question.

Where did the Dao of Oblivion in the Dragon Sea come from?

He grabbed a Leviathan hiding nearby and asked. Terrified, the creature replied, “The Dao of Oblivion comes from the end of the Dragon Sea. It’s a forbidden area. We don’t dare approach.” Before it finished speaking, Xu Zimo crushed it.

Then he headed toward the end of the Dragon Sea. There was no point joining the fight between San Dao and High Leviathan, he couldn’t interfere, and it wouldn’t be over anytime soon. So he chose to explore instead.

When he reached the end of the Dragon Sea, the Dao of Oblivion had shifted from gaseous to liquid form. A constant rushing sound echoed around him. Looking up, he saw a waterfall pouring down from above, blocking his path. This waterfall was condensed entirely from the Dao of Oblivion. A single drop could make an ordinary person forget everything. Bathing under it would likely erase one’s very life.

But Xu Zimo didn’t stop. He walked straight into the waterfall. The Dao of Oblivion coursed around him as well. In his True Fate World existed every Dao in existence; world laws numbered in the millions, and he commanded them all. Naturally, that included the Dao of Oblivion. It simply wasn’t a strong combat Dao, so he rarely used it.

With his own Oblivion power surging outward, his body merged seamlessly with the waterfall. The law didn’t reject him; it instead welcomed him, integrating smoothly with his presence.

Inside the waterfall, a hidden cave appeared. Xu Zimo was surprised. It seemed all the Dao of Oblivion emanated from this cave. Yet the Leviathan Race had never entered. At first he found it strange, but then he understood, he could enter only because he wielded the Dao of Oblivion. For others, what was nearly impossible for him was effortless. The High Leviathan must have been here before, realized he couldn’t enter, feared his clan would be corrupted by the Dao, and sealed off the place as a forbidden zone.

Xu Zimo stepped inside the cave, becoming more cautious as he observed his surroundings. Countless specks of starlight shimmered within. Looking closer, he saw the light came from crystalline formations, crystals formed by the condensed Dao of Oblivion. Outside, the law had formed a waterfall; here, it had solidified. Gas to liquid, liquid to solid.

At a glance, there were at least ten thousand crystals, accumulated over countless years. Xu Zimo thought for a moment, then carefully collected every crystal and stored them in the God World. They might prove useful someday. Soon, he had cleared them all and continued deeper into the cave.

Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air echoed behind him. Xu Zimo quickly retreated several steps. A loud boom followed, blasting open a crater where he’d just been standing.

“Who?” he asked with a frown.

A harsh chewing sound, “kacha, kacha”, came from the darkness. A massive spider crawled out, suspended upside-down on webbing that covered the entire cave.

“An Oblivion Spider, an aberration created after absorbing too much of the Dao of Oblivion,” Xu Zimo murmured.

He swung his blade, sending out a devastating arc of blade aura. The spider shrieked, unleashing a sonic attack that shattered the blade aura. The piercing sound even stung Xu Zimo’s ears.

“Not bad,” he muttered. Fire Dao surged from his body. He intended to burn the webs away. Behind him blazed a crimson sea of flames, an inferno. Within it, countless strands of blade aura burst forth as he struck.

The spider hissed and wove a massive web to trap him.

“Burn,” Xu Zimo shouted. Fire condensed into the form of a dragon, destroying everything in its path. Even the spider’s resilient threads, capable of slicing stone like tofu, couldn’t endure the flames.

Sparks crackled as the burning web closed around the spider. Panicked, it tried to retreat deeper into the cave.

“Trying to run?” Xu Zimo snorted.

He stepped into the air. Flames covered his blade, both hands gripping the hilt as he slashed downward. Fire was the perfect counter to this creature. Living eternally in a cold, sunless cave, it naturally feared heat.

The fiery slash lit up the entire cave for a moment. With a thunderous boom, his strike shattered the spider’s shell, reducing it to pulp.

Before Xu Zimo could relax, dozens of glowing green eyes appeared in the darkness.