I Really Am A Villain

“You trespassed into a forbidden land and still ask who I am?” the man laughed. “Shouldn’t you be the one to introduce yourself first, fellow Daoist?”

The man put down the wine jar and wiped the corner of his mouth hard.

That rough gesture was completely at odds with his ethereal presence.

“Me? I’m just an ordinary guy,” Xu Zimo said with a smile. “I admire the elegance of the Jade Maiden Palace’s founding ancestor and came to pay my respects.”

“Do you believe that yourself?” the man asked in return.

“Fine. I came to look for the Desolate Tree,” Xu Zimo chose to speak frankly.

He knew this man must understand many things.

Moreover, the mere fact that there was a man inside the Jade Maiden Palace was itself highly unusual.

“So in the end, someone still knows about this thing,” the man said after a long silence.

He said nothing more for quite a while.

Xu Zimo did not want to waste time and said, “I’m only borrowing the Desolate Tree. Believe me, once I’m done, I’ll return it.”

He needed the Desolate Tree only to break a formation carved into it.

Aside from that, it was of no real use to him.

The man shook his head.

“Without the Desolate Tree, the Genesis Island would lose its meaning. This place was left behind by her. I must guard it well. I can’t let you take it.”

“Do you think you can really guard it?” Xu Zimo smiled.

“Why not?” the man retorted.

A terrifying power surged around him.

Even without deliberate exertion, that power alone seemed capable of overturning the entire void.

This was no longer merely an Infinite Dao cultivator.

It was more likely a being who had already opened the Three Blossoms.

For such an existence to be present in the Great Beyond genuinely surprised Xu Zimo.

It seemed the origins of the Jade Maiden Palace were far from simple.

“If you want to take the Desolate Tree, you can try,” the man said.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

He raised his hand.

The Creation-Devouring God-Finger shot out, its overwhelming force striking toward the man.

Yet the man remained calm, extending a single finger of his own.

Without using any divine technique, he directly annihilated the Creation-Devouring God-Finger.

“Godly techniques are exquisite, but my execution is effortless,” the man said. “You are not my opponent.”

“If I don’t try, how would I know?” Xu Zimo replied.

He drew out Shadow Tyrant.

First form: Nine Hells Desolation.

Second form: Slay Myriad Immortals.

This was the first time he had chained the two forms together.

At this moment, immortals were being slaughtered in the heavens, while hell rose from below.

Such a vast and overwhelming phenomenon had already taken shape.

“Not bad. This move already carries Dao resonance,” the man praised.

He waved his hand.

From his pocket, he took out a flute.

Completely unperturbed, he began to play it.

The moment the flute sounded, it seemed as though something changed, yet nothing appeared to change at all.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

When his two forms descended and neared the man, they suddenly vanished.

No, it would be more accurate to say that the void twisted, swallowing all of his blade intent.

“How can this be?” Xu Zimo asked.

“Do you have any more? Let me see,” the man said with interest.

“I’ve only comprehended these two forms,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

“What a pity. If you had a complete set of blade techniques, you might have had a chance to break through the Dao,” the man sighed.

Then he continued, “You barged in here and disturbed my peace. I should have killed you. But I value talent. I’ll spare you.”

“You might not be able to kill me,” Xu Zimo said.

Although he knew he was probably not this man’s match, Xu Zimo was confident he could still escape if needed.

“Even if I don’t break the peace of this place, someone else will,” Xu Zimo added.

“What do you mean?” the man frowned.

“Someone wants to rule the Great Beyond,” Xu Zimo said. “If I’m not mistaken, this Genesis Island is the core of the Great Beyond.”

The man fell silent.

Finally, he said, “No matter who it is, they won’t succeed.”

“And what if you’re not strong enough to stop them?” Xu Zimo asked.

“Then they’ll have to step over my corpse,” the man replied calmly.

Clearly, as a being who had opened the Three Blossoms, and with Infinite Dao cultivators being scarce in the Great Beyond, he did not truly take Xu Zimo’s warning to heart.

“Even if they step over your corpse, you still won’t be able to protect this place,” Xu Zimo said.

“Why not cooperate with me?”

“If I can’t protect it myself, what use is cooperating with you?” the man countered.

“I have a powerful force behind me,” Xu Zimo said. “Much stronger than you. If they come, they would be enough to sweep through the entire Great Beyond. And we’re only borrowing the Desolate Tree, not refusing to return it.”

“We’ll talk about that later,” the man waved his hand dismissively.

It was clear he didn’t want to discuss this any further.

Xu Zimo shrugged.

He still believed that Bone Demon and Mortal Sovereign were reliable.

Those two definitely had the strength to rule the Great Beyond.

And behind Mortal Sovereign, there seemed to be another force.

Xu Zimo had his suspicions, but couldn’t be sure.

Seeing that the man was not welcoming him, Xu Zimo did not force the issue.

He left the mausoleum.

He decided to first break through to the Infinite Dao realm.

After returning to the courtyard, he set up restrictions around the area, forbidding anyone from disturbing him.

Then he entered the God World.

He opened the Otherworldly Demon Stone.

At this moment, Xu Zimo had adjusted himself to his optimal state.

The instant the Otherworldly Demon Stone was opened, boundless demonic power surged forth.

Of course, mere raw power alone could not help Xu Zimo condense his Primordial Spirit.

This demonic power functioned more like a refinement.

To command the power of rules, one needed an incomparably vast Primordial Spirit.

Xu Zimo began to comprehend.

His thoughts drifted to hell, then to the heavens.

He unleashed limitless imagination, determined to condense a Primordial Spirit vast enough.

To the edge of the Nine Heavens. To the edge of the Great Beyond.

His thoughts continued to expand endlessly.

Within his body, a special force began to take shape.

At first, his Primordial Spirit was only about ten meters tall.

But as Xu Zimo pursued enlightenment through boundless imagination, it grew larger and larger.

According to the Nine Heavens’ classification of Primordial Spirits, there were three levels.

Heavenly, Earthly, and Mortal.

Below one hundred meters was a Mortal Primordial Spirit.

Below ten thousand meters was an Earthly Primordial Spirit.

Above one million meters was a Heavenly Primordial Spirit.

The Primordial Spirit had no true limit. In theory, the larger it was, the stronger it became.

At this moment, Xu Zimo’s Primordial Spirit quickly expanded to ten thousand meters.

This was a complete transformation.

With a dull boom, Xu Zimo felt his Primordial Spirit undergo an ultimate sublimation.

After entering the Heavenly Primordial Spirit stage, it still did not stop.

Instead, it grew even faster.

This Primordial Spirit embodied all of Xu Zimo’s experiences.

From the Primordial Heartlands, to the Nine Heavens, to the Great Beyond, and even other minor worlds.

Finally, when his imagination was exhausted, Xu Zimo felt that his Primordial Spirit had reached its limit.

At that moment, the power of the Otherworldly Demon Stone suddenly surged in.

It opened a new door to the world for Xu Zimo.

Before him appeared a vast, boundless universe.

Within this universe, even the Nine Heavens were no more than a grain of sand.