I Truly Am The Villian

"Master, this is the Catastrophe Demon Domain," Bai Meng said directly.

"Related to the Demon Race?" Xu Zimei asked.

"They don't even deserve to be called the Demon Race," the Crimson Blade Bull Demon said angrily before Bai Meng could speak.

"A bunch of cowards, merely pseudo-demons."

"What do you mean by that?" Xu Zimei asked, puzzled.

"Back then, when we followed the Master to the Nine Domains, Master quickly established a new era.

Demon's Advent.

We ruled this era, and Master was the first to initiate the ultimate battle to challenge the heavens," the Crimson Blade Bull Demon said.

"Among us Eighteen Demonic Generals, apart from a few who got scattered, the other twelve each commanded a legion.

To resist the forces of the Nine Domains that opposed us.

Later, the Heavenly Dao decreed that the Master and those who challenged the heavens all died in battle, leaving our Demon Race heavily damaged.

Some Demonic Generals fought to the last moment and were sealed into the Ancient Demon Cave.

But two Demon Generals actually surrendered to the lackeys of the Heavenly Dao, in exchange for a hope of survival."

At this point, the Crimson Blade Bull Demon felt a headache and shook his head forcefully.

Actually, after saving the Crimson Blade Bull Demon from Zhu Rong's inheritance, Xu Zimei discovered that someone had tampered with his memory.

Many things were vaguely remembered but could not be delved into.

If he thought deeply, he would experience this kind of headache.

"Who are the two Demon Generals you're talking about?" Xu Zimei asked again.

"Demon Venerable Tianpeng and Purgatory Demon Charioteer," the Crimson Blade Bull Demon said word by word.

"The Heavenly Dao really went all out. After they surrendered, they obtained this Catastrophe Demon Domain.

Ruling over a domain as kings, their lives are countless times better than ours."

"The Heavenly Dao is merely using them. If a domain can dismantle my Demon Race, why not?" the Seven-faced Demon General sneered.

The purpose was obvious to all, an open scheme, but some people simply couldn't resist such temptation.

"The so-called Demon Race here is no longer demonic. Master, be extremely careful," Bai Meng reminded.

"I understand," Xu Zimei smiled.

"Now it seems it's time to clean the ranks."

.........

"Why aren't you speaking?" Wu Zhaodi waved a hand in front of Xu Zimei's eyes, asking.

"Can't hear or can't speak?"

"Where exactly is this in the Catastrophe Demon Domain?" Xu Zimei calmly asked as he emerged from the Divine Continent.

"You scared me. I thought you were mute," Wu Zhaodi replied.

"This is the Fan Sea Fish Village, which belongs to the Heavenly Dragon Empire."

"Heavenly Dragon Empire," Xu Zimei murmured to himself.

"And who are you? How did you drift over from the Fan Sea?" Wu Zhaodi asked.

"I can't recall," Xu Zimei shook his head.

"If you don't want to talk, just don't. Pretending to have amnesia, huh," Wu Zhaodi muttered, then placed the grilled boneless fish in front of him.

"Here, eat or not?"

Xu Zimei did not stand on ceremony, taking the grilled fish and eating a few bites, the taste was quite good.

"Meeting me was your good luck," Wu Zhaodi continued.

"Otherwise, drifting all the way down the Fan Sea, you'd inevitably be swept into the whirlpool, leaving nothing behind."

Xu Zimei was silent for a moment, then asked, "Does your world have any legends about Divine Spirits?"

"What do you mean 'your world'? Don't tell me you came from another domain," Wu Zhaodi laughed.

Clearly not believing Xu Zimei's words.

However, after saying that, she continued, "There are many legends about Divine Spirits. Which one do you want to find?"

"Ancient Gods, ever heard of them?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Never heard of them," Wu Zhaodi shook her head.

Xu Zimei asked no more, and the two quietly finished their grilled fish.

Wu Zhaodi stood up and said, "I should go home. As for you, wherever you came from, go back there."

"I want to live in this fish village for a while," Xu Zimei said, speaking.

He wanted to experience a somewhat peaceful life for a while, which would reduce drawing unnecessary attention.

And it was just the right opportunity to learn something about the Catastrophe Demon Domain.

"This isn't your home," Wu Zhaodi said.

"Though I don't know who you are, this fish village is very peaceful. Please let it stay that way."

Wu Zhaodi could tell Xu Zimei wasn't an ordinary person, which was why she felt his presence might disrupt the harmony here.

"I have no home," Xu Zimei shook his head.

His home was in the True Martial Holy Sect; there was no place in these Nine Domains he could call home.

"Then where will you stay?" Wu Zhaodi asked again.

"The sky is my cover, the earth is my bed; as vast as the world is, is there any place I can't stay?" Xu Zimei retorted.

"I can't be bothered with you," Wu Zhaodi waved her hand and walked straight down the hill.

After she left, Xu Zimei sat cross-legged, his right palm revealing a faint oval leaf mark.

Usually hidden in his palm, but when needed, it would reveal itself.

"The blessing of the tree god," Xu Zimei murmured.

Reviving after death, this inheritance from Ju Mang indeed defies the heavens, but the price for forming this leaf shape was also great.

The leaf that resurrected Xu Zimei was condensed with the last of the Tree Spirit's strength.

To reconsolidate it now might be a long process.

However, Xu Zimei found that having the Tree of Life made practicing this inheritance much more efficient.

But, at this moment, Xu Zimei was not in a hurry to cultivate; instead, he returned to the Divine Continent once more.

Previously, when subjugating the Flower of Death, it had entangled with the Heaven-reaching Tree, entering inside.

When Xu Zimei saw the Flower of Death again, he found it had undergone an earth-shattering improvement.

It had devoured the Heaven-reaching Tree.

More accurately, it had merged with the Heaven-reaching Tree.

This was truly a shocking event, as death and life are inherently opposites.

When they meet, it is always life or death.

But like this, merging together and becoming a single tree, it was a tale beyond belief.

The tree's trunk is the Heaven-reaching Tree.

But compared to the previous sapling, it had grown into a full tree in a short time.

And the flowers on the tree were the Flower of Death.

The Heaven-reaching Tree bloomed with the Flower of Death, gathering life and death simultaneously upon it.

Xu Zimei looked at the tree in front of him, silent for a long time.

The five realms of the Great Emperor; he had been in the Divine Passage stage for a long time.

Now it was time to step into the Realm of Life and Death, the so-called fourth realm.

Previously, when perishing together with the Evil Demon King, he seemed to have gained some insight into life and death, and now, seeing the tree, Xu Zimei felt that he was truly only a step away from the Realm of Life and Death.

He sat cross-legged under the tree, enveloped by the Qi of Life and Death emitted by the tree's trunk.

A whole night passed in silence.