I Really Am A Villain

As Xu Zimo’s words fell, the Fire God seemed to have received a provocation.

It threw back its head and roared to the heavens.

Its massive body tore through the sea of flames, rumbling with deafening booms.

The flames within the Flame Sea seemed to sense the Fire God’s fury and also grew enraged.

The Flame Sea condensed into a flaming bird that soared skyward, trampling the firmament again and again before diving straight down, burning everything in its path.

Seeing the firebird descend, Xu Zimo drew his blade without hesitation.

Blade light surged downward. With a single strike, he split the firebird in two, cutting it down beneath his blade.

But in the next instant, the Fire God’s enormous fist had already pierced through the firmament and smashed toward him, rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Xu Zimo’s figure retreated several steps in quick succession.

The ground where he had just stood was completely melted, and even the void itself collapsed.

Aside from its overwhelming strength, the most troublesome aspect of the Fire God was its flames.

Even Infinite Dao cultivators could be burned by them.

After briefly gauging the Fire God’s power, Xu Zimo smiled and said, “I once happened to obtain the inheritance of the Ancient Fire God Zhurong. Today is a good chance to test whose flames are stronger.”

Xu Zimo extended his hand, Zhurong’s divine fire blazing fiercely.

The flames gathered in his palm, forming a lotus shape before blooming open.

Since obtaining the inheritances of those ancient gods, Xu Zimo had rarely used them.

With his ten God-Scriptures and his own self-created techniques, his offensive methods had never been lacking.

As the flames gathered in his palm, seemingly sensing the extraordinary nature of Zhurong’s fire, the Fire God frowned slightly.

“A very peculiar flame. But if it comes down to flames alone, I, the Fire God, am inferior to no one.”

After all, it had itself attained the Dao through fire.

Its understanding of flames surpassed that of anyone else.

“Then let’s try,” Xu Zimo said as the flames in his hand began to transform.

At the same time, the Fire God manipulated the Flame Sea, causing it to change as well.

This was a purely flame-based duel.

The Fire God had no cultivation realm. It only knew that its flames could burn even Infinite Dao cultivators.

Even edict-based power served as fuel for its fire.

Xu Zimo’s flames transformed into a long blade, while the Fire God’s flames took the form of a long spear.

Blade and spear clashed again and again in the void.

Bang, bang, bang.

The long blade tore through the void, cleaving the heavens.

The long spear lifted the cosmos, piercing toward the stars.

Though formed of flames, the two weapons were astonishingly vivid, as if they truly existed.

After a series of collisions, the two weapons separated and transformed once more.

Xu Zimo’s Zhurong fire turned into a massive eagle.

The Fire God’s white flames became a white crow.

The two fiery beasts began battling each other once again.

Back and forth they went, neither gaining the upper hand.

Like the seventy-two transformations, both sides continuously shifted forms.

They became sun and moon.

Dragon and tiger.

Blade and spear.

Mountains, rivers, and vast lands.

The two flames constantly transformed, endlessly countering one another.

Finally, after another evenly matched clash, both flames exploded at the same time.

Xu Zimo and the Fire God were both forced to retreat several steps.

Fighting purely with flames, the two were evenly matched.

This startled the Fire God.

It was a being that specialized in fire, its greatest strength, yet it could only draw even with Xu Zimo.

“You are very strong,” the Fire God said.

Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly. “You are not bad either. But today you block my path, so I can only kill you.”

He waved his hand as immense power surged.

Shadow Tyrant appeared in his grasp, its surface now wrapped in a layer of crimson flames.

Blade intent and fire fused together.

Xu Zimo stepped into the air.

With a single stride, he executed one of his self-created three forms, the third form he had just perfected.

Its name was Grand Sun Extinction.

This form was perfectly suited to flames.

The great sun descends upon the nine continents, heavenly fire burns the firmament.

“Grand Sun Extinction.”

The Shadow Tyrant in Xu Zimo’s hand vanished, replaced by a dazzling golden sun.

This sun illuminated the ages.

It was utterly astonishing.

The great sun incinerated everything, and even the Fire God was shaken.

“I know Blade Demon died by your blade. If I die by your flames today, that is still worth it,” the Fire God laughed loudly.

It knew it was no match for Xu Zimo.

Yet it still marched bravely toward death.

The people guarding the inner domain were indeed tough, aside from Prison Lord Ming.

The Fire God shook its head and roared, determined to resist even in death.

Its massive body surged toward the horizon.

With a single punch, it smashed toward the great sun.

At this moment, it itself became a white sun.

Blazing radiance illuminated the endless Flame Sea.

With a deep inhalation, it absorbed all the flames of the Flame Sea into its body, its momentum rising yet again.

The Fire God raged.

It collided directly with the sun.

“Another one dead,” Prison Lord Ming muttered softly.

At this point, he was almost numb.

Xu Zimo’s overwhelming strength was becoming something he was gradually getting used to.

The sun in the sky exploded together with the Fire God, completely annihilating both.

In the void, a mushroom cloud rose into the air.

Waves of flaming torrents spread outward in all directions.

Xu Zimo held Shadow Tyrant, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.

He searched for any trace of the Fire God.

As the dust settled, he finally saw a tiny flame.

A very weak flame, almost extinguished, fell upon the ground.

This was the Fire God’s most primitive state.

At this moment, it had no memories, no consciousness, no cultivation at all.

It was simply a single flame of heaven and earth.

“This may be your final destination,” Xu Zimo said calmly.

He did not extinguish the flame, because it was equivalent to reincarnation, starting over from the beginning.

All memories had dissipated.

With the Flame Sea destroyed, Xu Zimo followed the passage straight ahead.

At the end of the passage, Prison Lord Ming was silent for a moment before finally saying, “The Four Ultimate Death Gods are the final checkpoint. If you pass them, you can enter the inner domain.”

“How strong are the four of them?” Xu Zimo asked.

“All four are ordinary Infinite Dao cultivators,” Prison Lord Ming explained.

“But it’s said they developed a kind of death domain. When united, they can fight a Three Blossoms cultivator.”

“Three Blossoms?” Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

That made things troublesome.

At present, he had only condensed one. The other two blossoms had yet to show themselves.

He truly was not a match for a Three Blossoms opponent right now.

“When soldiers come, block them. When water comes, dam it,” Xu Zimo smiled.

He still had some methods.

A Three Blossoms cultivator was not entirely impossible to deal with.

Proceeding along the passage, the atmosphere grew deathly silent.

Xu Zimo moved swiftly. Soon, a circular gate appeared in his field of vision.

The gate rotated simultaneously clockwise and counterclockwise, with life and death energies on either side.

Before the gate floated four meditation cushions, and four figures sat cross-legged upon them, seemingly cultivating something.

The moment they sensed Xu Zimo’s arrival, all four opened their eyes.