I Really Am A Villain

He was searching for Lin Ruhu’s thread of destiny.

Unless a person’s soul was completely annihilated, even if they died, their trace could still be found in the River of Fate.

That was because within the Nine Heavens, there was the Mirage Tides Heaven.

All the dead went there.

Thus, the River of Fate always left traces.

Of course, this only applied unless there was a truly ultimate attack that shattered life, death, and soul altogether, leaving no chance of reincarnation.

Only in such cases would the River of Fate’s record end there, proving that the person had completely vanished.

Xu Zimo searched for a long time.

Among the countless living beings, finding one person’s thread of destiny was difficult, almost impossible.

Fortunately, Xu Zimo had the Primordial Chaos Bead to assist him, so time was not an issue.

Finally, after wandering for a long while, Xu Zimo found the thread that belonged to Lin Ruhu.

However, this thread of destiny was very strange.

It flickered in and out of existence.

Sometimes it appeared, sometimes it vanished.

This was the first time Xu Zimo had encountered such a situation.

He knew that Lin Ruhu must be experiencing something unusual.

“It seems I must go there and take a look,” Xu Zimo thought to himself.

He withdrew from the River of Fate and cultivated for another night.

Early the next morning, all the disciples of the True Martial Sacred Ground were gathered together.

Wang Hengzhi was still the sect master of the True Martial Sacred Ground.

He assembled all the disciples and announced a matter.

Today, the True Martial Sacred Ground would mobilize the entire sect and fly to the upper heavens of the Nine Heavens.

Everyone was filled with excitement.

Although this was something they had known for a long time, the exact day of ascension had never been confirmed.

For newly joined disciples in particular, the joy was even greater.

They had just joined and were already ascending, feeling that their martial path ahead was bright and boundless.

The crowd was buzzing.

Wang Hengzhi raised his hand, signaling for silence, and said, “I’ll say a few words. This is also the will of the ancestors. After entering the upper heavens, we must keep a low profile and not provoke trouble. Of course, if others provoke us, we cannot disgrace the name of the True Martial Sacred Ground. Do you all understand?”

“We obey the sect master’s command,” countless disciples shouted in unison, fists clasped.

Wang Hengzhi nodded with satisfaction.

He liked the current atmosphere of the sect.

Everyone striving forward, the sect flourishing.

Perhaps this was also the ancestor’s original vision.

…

On the other side.

At this moment, the True Martial Progenitor and all the Infinite Dao and Saint Sovereign ancestors were gathered on True Martial Mountain.

In truth, everyone was somewhat excited.

“We have prepared for so long, all for the sake of breaking this Primordial Formation,” the True Martial Progenitor said. “Once we enter the upper world, there may be people waiting to ambush us. I think it’s time to let those in the upper world see our strength. That’s right. The first battle must be fought well. Otherwise, troubles will keep coming. The path of cultivation is, at its core, about contention. Once we go, there will surely be many who are unwilling to accept us.”

The crowd discussed animatedly.

At this moment, the True Martial Progenitor raised his head to look at the heavens.

Ordinary people could not see it.

But everyone present could clearly see that the Primordial Formation had grown increasingly solid, sealing the entire firmament.

It almost completely cut off any path leading to the upper heavens.

Doing this was somewhat selfish.

After all, within the Nine Heavens, there were not only the True Martial Progenitor.

There were many other powerful beings who also wished to see the upper heavens.

It was said that this was the true Nine Heavens.

The Calamity Immortal Heaven, Grand Desolate Heaven, Mirage Tides, and Azure Mystic Heaven.

Four heavens merged into one.

That world was truly brilliant and magnificent.

Xu Zimo looked up as well.

He knew that breaking the Primordial Formation would not require him to act.

The True Martial Progenitor alone would suffice.

But once they entered the upper heavens, what awaited them would be the greatest challenge.

The True Martial Progenitor needed to establish authority.

Therefore, a major battle was inevitable.

Without ruthlessness, one could not gain a foothold. Without establishing authority, anyone would dare to trample on the True Martial Progenitor.

Of course, after establishing authority would come a period of quiet.

The bird that sticks its head out gets shot.

After all, the True Martial Progenitor still had the Heavenly Court as an enemy.

…

The True Martial Progenitor stepped into the air.

He did not unleash particularly explosive power, yet this power still twisted everything around it.

Endless True Martial power illuminated the Absolute God Heaven.

At this moment, he was even more radiant than the sun.

The Desolate Tree, the Earth-Dark Flower, and the Heavenly Thunder Token floated around him.

At this moment, the True Martial Progenitor raised his hand upward.

With a boom, it was as if the entire sky had been lifted.

Boom, boom.

That great hand shattered the nine heavens, directly hoisting the Primordial Formation and causing it to tremble violently.

However, in the upper world, it seemed that someone was stationed within the formation, stabilizing it.

The Primordial Formation transformed into a vast Primordial River, surging and echoing across the firmament.

Even the True Martial Progenitor’s power was suppressed by the formation.

But he was not anxious.

The Desolate Tree took root in the void.

Endless Desolation edicts flowed into the True Martial Progenitor’s hand.

Boom.

A pillar of desolation shot skyward, propping up the heavens.

Next came the Heavenly Thunder Token.

The Heavenly Thunder Token commanded countless bolts of lightning, as terrifying thunder roared without end.

The entire sky was filled with surging lightning.

As for the Earth-Dark Flower, when it bloomed, innumerable Earth-Dark Flowers spread across the entire firmament.

At this moment, the three forces coiled around him.

The Primordial Formation continued to surge violently.

Just then, ripples suddenly appeared in the void.

Boom, boom!

Several figures suddenly burst forth.

These figures had been hidden within the void.

Now, at the critical moment when the True Martial Progenitor was breaking the formation, they launched their attack.

“This is bad,” San Dao roared from below.

He tried to stop them, but it was already too late.

Xu Zimo, however, remained calm the entire time.

He smiled and said, “Don’t worry. These people were hiding in the void. Do you really think they could escape the ancestor’s perception?”

What kind of existence was the True Martial Progenitor?

How could such small fry possibly deceive him?

If that were the case, how could he have ever defied the heavens?

Hearing Xu Zimo’s words, everyone looked up again.

In the sky, shadows were already closing in from all directions.

Their targets were clear.

They went straight for the three treasures surrounding the Desolate Tree.

They wanted to destroy these treasures.

As for the True Martial Progenitor himself, they knew their limits.

They were no match for him.

These people were death warriors.

They came purely to sabotage, without regard for their lives.

The True Martial Progenitor’s expression remained calm.

He merely waved his right hand in the void.

“Freeze,” he said, uttering a single word.

In that instant, the firmament solidified, and everything fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

“This… this…”

The shadows were frozen in place, unable to move, feeling as if the man before them was an unfathomable terror.

With every word, he decided their life or death.

Sure enough.

After the word “freeze,” the True Martial Progenitor uttered another word.

“Die.”

Boom.

All the black-robed figures exploded on their own.