I Really Am A Villain

Rather than calling it a ferry boat, it would be more accurate to say that what stood before them was a massive ship.

It appeared on the Black Whale Sea, making Elder Ming’s ferry boat look especially shabby by comparison.

“You…” Elder Ming was also stunned.

“I’ve heard that the stronger the goodwill of the existence you resonate with, the larger the ferry boat that forms. What exactly did you resonate with?”

Xu Zimo smiled.

He recalled that person’s memories.

A general of the Spirit Mountain Fog Continent Legion.

He had been innocent, or rather, a victim of war.

Originally, he could have left the mass burial domain and escaped.

Yet in the end, he still died in battle.

For Xu Zimo, it was easy to feel that man’s resolve to defend his homeland and his willingness to die without hesitation.

Knowing full well it was impossible, knowing he would die, yet still facing it calmly.

Xu Zimo suddenly recalled a sentence.

A true warrior is one who has seen through the essence of life and still loves it.

Thus, when that man died, he died with goodwill. The ferry boat he became was therefore enormous.

It was no longer a boat, but a colossal ship.

“Let’s go,” Xu Zimo said, stepping forward and boarding the ferry.

Elder Ming did not want to follow.

Instead, he said, “The road ahead is long. If I go, I will surely die. I won’t go with you.”

Xu Zimo did not force him. In truth, Elder Ming had already borne the resolve to die by bringing him here.

People should not be pushed too far.

Besides, from this point on, Xu Zimo no longer needed Elder Ming.

As Xu Zimo stepped onto the ferry boat, he instantly merged his soul with it.

Using his soul to guide the vessel, he cut through thorns, rode the wind and waves, and cleaved the silent black sea as he sailed toward the depths.

At first, the journey was relatively calm.

But Xu Zimo remained tense. He knew this path would not be peaceful.

After traveling about halfway, the Black Whale Sea ahead became extraordinary.

Waves surged thousands of meters high, raging violently as the sea roared and churned.

The heavens and earth seemed filled with endless thunderous noise.

Xu Zimo looked up to see waves that seemed ready to swallow everything.

With a boom, a wave slammed into the ferry boat. The massive ship was knocked into the air, as if it could be overturned at any moment.

This made Xu Zimo feel fortunate.

His ferry boat was a colossal ship, not a small skiff.

Under normal circumstances, any ferry boat could cross safely, but this time Xu Zimo was breaking through by force.

The entire Black Whale Sea was in turmoil.

Even this massive ship offered no guarantee of survival.

Boom, boom.

The waves continued to rise, growing higher and more violent.

And more than that.

Within the waves, the silhouettes of black whales appeared and disappeared.

They were like the kings of this sea.

Xu Zimo drew Shadow Tyrant. At this moment, he still had the power granted by the True God Blood, enough to last several hours. That was sufficient.

As for the remaining two bottles of True God Blood, Xu Zimo planned to keep them. They would certainly be useful in the future.

These were trump cards meant to save his life at critical moments.

…

Shadow Tyrant roared.

Xu Zimo looked up to see waves towering so high they completely engulfed the ferry boat.

This strike seemed capable of destroying the vessel outright.

But Xu Zimo reacted swiftly. With a slash that cut through water itself, his blade intent tore everything apart.

The raging waves were forcibly split open, forming a clear path.

The massive ship passed through the opening without incident.

But what Xu Zimo did not expect was that behind the waves, dozens of black whales rushed straight toward him.

They looked as if they meant to annihilate everything.

From within the whales’ bellies, torrents of black liquid like ink sprayed forth.

Although Xu Zimo dodged as best he could, one stream of inky fluid still splashed onto him.

These ink streams had no direct attack power.

Xu Zimo only felt sticky all over, but when he raised Shadow Tyrant again, he frowned.

He could feel his power being restricted.

His strength no longer flowed smoothly.

For him, this was almost impossible.

He had consumed True God Blood. In his current state, he could even crush a Three Blossoms cultivator.

“It’s because of this ink,” Xu Zimo realized immediately.

He tried to clean the ink off his body, but it clung like hardened glue and could not be removed.

At the same time, several black whales closed in again.

Interwoven streams of ink surged toward him.

“Get lost,” Xu Zimo roared.

He stepped into the air, Shadow Tyrant carrying surging blade might that suppressed the entire sky, slashing in all directions.

But the black whales were extremely cunning.

Whenever blade energy approached, they dove straight into the Black Whale Sea.

The sea itself remained unaffected, like a natural barrier.

Xu Zimo’s expression darkened.

These black whales were not whales at all. They were more like loaches.

If this stalemate continued, his entire body would be covered in ink.

For now, his power was merely hindered, but eventually it might become completely blocked, turning him into an ordinary person.

This move was vicious.

And these black whales were clever. They avoided direct confrontation, relying instead on constant harassment.

“This method really is infuriating,” Xu Zimo said with a faint smile as Shadow Tyrant vibrated in his hand.

“But it also exposes your weakness. You don’t dare face me head-on.”

Having realized this, Xu Zimo stepped into the air, leaving the ferry boat behind.

A black whale tried to ambush him from behind.

But Xu Zimo was faster. He drew his blade and struck, the slash imbued with space and time power.

On one hand, it restrained the black whale. On the other, it amplified the blade’s might.

Boom.

The black whale could not evade in time and was cleaved apart in a single strike.

“So that’s all you amount to,” Xu Zimo sneered.

He had no intention of getting entangled with these black whales.

Only instant kills and overwhelming force were the right approach.

To Xu Zimo, these black whales were mere minions, not worth wasting time on.

He resumed controlling the ferry boat, accelerating as he rode the wind and waves toward the distance.

The black whale group pursued relentlessly, constantly trying to surround him.

But now that Xu Zimo had identified their weakness, as long as he avoided the ink, there was nothing to fear.

Along the way, he killed several more black whales.

Finally, Xu Zimo felt that he was close to reaching the end of the Black Whale Sea.

In the far distance, land had already appeared.

“So simple?” he frowned slightly, clearly suspicious.

Had the Black Whale Legion really prepared only this much?

Xu Zimo instinctively sensed something was wrong.

At that moment, he felt something and quickly looked down.

Beneath the surging Black Whale Sea, it seemed that an even more massive existence had overturned the waves as it moved.

It slammed directly into Xu Zimo’s ferry boat, sending it flying.

Xu Zimo forcefully stabilized the vessel and looked up.

Before him stood a black whale towering ten thousand meters high, glaring menacingly as it blocked the path.