NOVEL I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 815 - 814 Beiluo Sect

I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 815 - 814 Beiluo Sect
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Xu Zimei’s punch looked as if it was aimed at empty air.

Because there was nothing in front of him.

But when the punch landed, Gong Yuner’s Reverse Dragon Seven Steps had led her right into the path of the fist.

With a loud "boom," what seemed like a casual punch instantly shattered the bindings and broke the void.

Spiritual energy surged past, sending Gong Yuner flying backward.

"He saw through my Reverse Dragon Seven Steps," Gong Yuner’s eyes flashed with surprise as she exclaimed.

You see, although her Reverse Dragon Seven Steps had specific steps, once the first step was taken, the trajectories of the other six steps were set.

But how the first step was taken could lead to many variations in the remaining six steps.

He had completely predicted her second step.

Thinking this, Gong Yuner’s gaze narrowed, stunned that he had thoroughly seen through the Vein Skills she so prided herself on after only one look.

This indeed sent a shock to her heart.

"You better use your True Fate, or you won’t last a single move against me," Xu Zimei waved his hand and said.

Feeling somewhat scorned by the opponent, Gong Yuner’s face showed her discomfort.

"Alkaid," she snorted coldly.

The True Fate Star Map at her feet began to disperse bit by bit.

With the Star Map’s surge, the power of the stars deep within the cosmos of the Firmament shone down.

As the Star Map continued to surge, the aura around Gong Yuner increased dramatically.

She merged with five stars in one breath.

"Alkaid, Ying Huo, Tian Yuan Four, Xuan Yuan Fourteen, Zeng Seven."

It was clear how seriously she was taking Xu Zimei.

A sky full of starlight poured down, and star shadows appeared on her limbs and forehead.

Her figure slightly tilted, and she took a half step back with her right foot.

Before the crowd could see how she moved, her figure had already appeared to the right of Xu Zimei.

The endless starlight condensed on her right fist, powerfully striking towards Xu Zimei.

Xu Zimei did not block it, letting her fist heavily hit his body.

The power of the Tree of Life within him continuously nourished his body.

Xu Zimei did not budge, watching as her fist stopped in front of his chest.

He grinned, saying, "Not bad in strength."

Gong Yuner slightly lifted her head, her eyes trembling, feeling a colossal shock as if a storm had upset the seas inside her heart.

The opponent did not even dodge; he took the hit squarely, as if it were nothing.

"What kind of monster is this," she thought, without the luxury of further thought.

Her figure crazily retreated backwards, endless starlight leaving a trail behind her.

Xu Zimei did not stop her.

He had always been fighting people much stronger, which seemed somewhat challenging.

Now, competing with peers felt utterly bland, too weak.

"Do you know," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"You are so weak that I don’t even feel the desire to draw my sword."

It wasn’t just Gong Yuner, even the spectators below the stage sharply swallowed their saliva.

A full-force punch from Gong Yuner, supported by five stars, wasn’t something one could normally bear without flinching, let alone defend fully.

The most terrifying part was that Xu Zimei had done nothing so far, he hadn’t even used any moves.

He seemed like a bottomless pit, his strength’s limit completely unseen.

Even the Tyrant Shadow behind him had not been drawn yet.

Once she had put some distance between herself and Xu Zimei, Gong Yuner took a deep breath.

Drops of cold sweat trailed down her forehead.

"Don’t be too pleased with yourself just yet," Gong Yuner snorted coldly.

"Dong Shangxiang."

Out of her eight stars, five smaller ones were already used, but the three most powerful large stars hadn’t been utilized yet.

As her words fell, the stars of Dong Shangxiang shone brightly and hovered high above her head.

A purple force oscillated and radiated from Dong Shangxiang as the center point, halting the surrounding space-time in its tracks.

Even Xu Zimei was immobilized in place.

"Beiluo Sect," Gong Yuner called out again softly.

Another star burst through the void, rising solemnly like a blazing sun.

I have a star,

Long locked by the dust of toil,

Today the dust clears, and the light is born,

Shattering through mountains and rivers in millions of pieces.

This star of Beiluo Sect was a deep golden color.

The star exuded only a strong sense of a desire to fight.

Staring at it too long, one’s mind unconsciously echoed with the sounds of "fight! fight! fight!"

Beiluo stands in the North, as a protective extension of Heaven; Sect represents a multitude.

Beiluo Sect was a solitary star, symbolizing invincibility, shining the brightest in the southern sky on an autumn night, overpowering all other stars.

When Beiluo Sect appeared, the entire sky gradually darkened.

People looked up, puzzled by this sudden anomaly.

The dim sky, swirling sand and stones, and the howling cold winds genuinely made one’s mood uncontrollably irritable.

At that moment, in a corner of the sky, a star ignited.

The star blazed like the Milky Way, a beam of starlight spanning across the heavens, illuminating half of the horizon, and fell toward the figure of Gong Yuner.

"Kill," Gong Yuner bellowed angrily.

Her power had reached its peak. She leaped up, her fists heavily descending onto Xu Zimei’s head.

The moment she jumped, lightning flashed and thunder roared, centering on her body, the space completely shattered.

It appeared like a spiderweb, her position at the shattered epicenter of the void.

A rumbling explosion resounded around.

People looked up in shock at this scene.

"What grandeur," for most people, this figure might be imprinted in their memory.

One could only silently remark, "The future is promising, even the future is already here."

Some of the younger generation turned pale, already intimidated by the prospect of competing with such a being for Destiny.

It was uncertain whether this would leave a shadow in their hearts.

When the fists were about to connect, everyone thought the outcome was sealed.

However, Xu Zimei’s expression didn’t seem panicked.

Watching the fist grow larger and closer, the force of it becoming mightier, Xu Zimei moved without struggle or resistance; it was so effortless and natural.

His figure seemed to come from ancient times, traveling through the River of Time, tearing apart the ancient stars’ bindings.

He easily broke the time freeze of Dong Shangxiang, hands meeting Gong Yuner’s in shock.

With a "boom," the star of Beiluo Sect indeed proved its strength.

Xu Zimei’s figure was sent flying backward, for it was merely a casual strike of his.

Watching Xu Zimei’s retreating figure, Gong Yuner’s expression showed no joy or relief.

Instead, it was somewhat somber.

He had broken the time freeze of Dong Shangxiang, which was troubling news.

Dust filled the air, and a deep pit emerged on the ground, bottomless.

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