NOVEL I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 901 - 900: Seeking Instruction

I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 901 - 900: Seeking Instruction
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"The young people nowadays all seem very confident," said the Old White Tiger.

"I’m the kind of person who likes to face difficulties head-on, knowing there are tigers in the mountain, yet still I venture toward Tiger Mountain," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"You’re no match for him," the woman in the white dress said, looking at Xu Zimei.

"How would I know if I don’t try?" Xu Zimei replied.

"Suit yourself. If you can’t beat him, just call me," the woman in the white dress said with a shake of her head and a wry smile.

White lotuses bloomed all around her.

The lotus flowers remain unstained by the mud they emerge from, transcending the dirt as they come forth.

It was as if they were in the midst of the spirit of the lotus.

"Bai Lin, step back and guard the pavilion," the woman in the white dress commanded.

The flowers opened with eight petals, and the stamen emitted a murky aura that carried a murderous intent that surged toward the two of Sage Banyue.

The sound of thunderous explosions filled the area around the pavilion.

The three figures stood side by side.

They moved at the speed of light, too fast for the naked eye to follow, and the entire void was annihilated in their wake.

On the other side, the Old White Tiger looked at Xu Zimei and smiled, "Young friend, I’ll let you make the first move."

Xu Zimei’s eyes narrowed slightly as Tyrant Shadow automatically flew out of its sheath, leaving a lingering afterimage on the horizon.

Holding Tyrant Shadow, his Blade Intent burst forth with a might that shook the heavens.

He charged directly at the Old White Tiger.

"The Blade Intent is sharp, and it has deeply grasped the essence of the blade. Among the younger generation, only those young Great Emperors of the past have had such understanding," praised the Old White Tiger.

With a flick of his right finger as Tyrant Shadow fell,

it stirred up an endless gale.

Xu Zimei only felt as if he had struck an unbreakable goldstone.

The rebounding force was almost enough to make him throw the blade in his hand.

"The Nirvana Realm, so this is the realm beyond the Immortal Extreme?" Xu Zimei inquired.

Just a single probing attack was enough for him to be certain.

His opponent was definitely not of the Immortal Extreme.

He had fought beings at the Immortal Extreme before, and they had not given him such tremendous pressure and sense of oppression.

Although, up to now, Xu Zimei had not yet met his match.

But he was about to ascend to the Heaven Beyond Heavens, and he wanted to test himself against those true great powers.

He knew he was not invincible.

There was still a long road ahead of him.

"Come again," laughed the Old White Tiger.

"As far as I know, Yuan Central Continent does not allow existences stronger than a Great Emperor," Xu Zimei said.

"How did you break that rule?"

"It’s within the rules," the Old White Tiger chuckled.

"Although I know you are probing, this is not a secret.

The Emperor’s Path and the Immortal Path are two different journeys.

The Great Emperor is the end point of Yuan Central Continent, but not necessarily for stepping into immortality.

The Continent is quite tolerant towards the Immortal Path."

"If that’s the case, then it’s not too much for me to address you as my senior," Xu Zimei said.

"Young man, you seem to be quite proud," the Old White Tiger commented.

"I should take you down a peg. It will be beneficial for your future journey."

"Since senior has stepped into the Nirvana Realm, while I have risen from insignificance,

I have developed several techniques. I wouldn’t dare accept teaching but ask for your appreciation," Xu Zimei stated.

Even the Immortal Extreme could not test his limits at present.

Thus, Xu Zimei wanted to try against this Old White Tiger.

"Using me as a touchstone?" the Old White Tiger chuckled.

"If your next move interests me, I won’t mind.

Otherwise, I will kill you with one slap."

"I have created nineteen techniques for the Way of Inquiry, and these nineteen sequences are the ultimate in blade techniques.

I have refined them several times, please try them, senior," Xu Zimei drew out Tyrant Shadow.

The Blade Intent was gathering.

He slowly swung Tyrant Shadow, striking towards the Old White Tiger.

A very ordinary move.

No frills whatsoever.

"The first move starts from insignificance,

the second, Floating Green Duckweed."

The Blade Intent began to surge crazily, rising into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Three moves ’to win every battle’,

Four moves ’Against the Current’,

Five moves ’Great Wind Soars’."

The Mad Wind gathered the Blade Intent, sending a tornado storm toward the Old White Tiger.

A "boom" of explosions resounded.

The Old White Tiger slightly extended his right hand, and the wind from those moves was instantly redirected.

"Six moves ’Slaughter Blade’,

Seven moves ’Wind and Cloud Transforming Dragon’."

The Great Wind condensed the Blade Intent into a golden dragon coiling forth.

Dragon roars echoed between Heaven and Earth, the dragon’s presence vast and imposing.

Moreover, within this Golden Dragon, strands of intent for slaughter stirred to life.

"Not bad, the shadow of the blade has become substantive, and you’ve even comprehended the essence," the Old White Tiger praised.

"This is a reflection of your blade path."

With another wave of his right hand, the Golden Dragon formed from wind and cloud let out a mournful scream, as its slaughter intent disappeared in an instant.

"Eight moves ’Deep Blue World’,

Nine moves ’Line between Heaven and Earth’."

Two more moves were executed—surging forth was the Deep Blue World, encasing both Xu Zimei and the Old White Tiger within.

Within this domain, he seemed ’Entering the Microscopic,’ able to perceive every transformation.

Even the most minute changes could be discerned.

Another wave of Blade Qi was unleashed.

At this moment, it seemed as though Heaven and Earth were split by the Blade Qi.

The vast sky turned into a thin strip.

The world begins with this line.

It represents the pinnacle of power.

"A domain, the pinnacle of power, your blade path is clear," the Old White Tiger nodded in acknowledgment.

He stretched out his right hand, grasping all the intent within the line and swiftly annihilating it in his palm.

As he slowly stepped forward with his right foot.

It seemed as though the entire Deep Blue World was affected.

With him at the center, an independent domain emerged, breaking through the Deep Blue World.

"Ten moves ’Darkness Descends’,

Eleven moves ’Blood of the Firmament’."

Nightfall engulfed the atmosphere, plunging the world into darkness. 𝒏𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢

Even the burning sun above was cloaked.

This darkness obscured not just sight, but also the heart.

Even perception could not spread through this darkness.

It appeared as though something was dancing within the darkness.

Then, a streak of blood red drifted by.

The blade sliced through the Annihilation Void, its fresh blood seemingly gathering into a river.

That was the Blood River.

This one move came with the Blood River, with piles of bones, with an overwhelming intent of slaughter.

"Brilliant, one move to shield others’ perceptions, another to enhance your own.

However, this blood represents too heavy a killing sin," said the Old White Tiger.

He extended his right hand, lightly tapping in the void.

With a "boom," a shadowy figure appeared in the void.

The shape of this shadowy figure was indistinct, but as it opened its eyes.

Night and darkness began at day, emanating from the night.

It swallowed in one gulp, devouring the boundless Blood River entirely.

"Twelve moves ’Annihilation Void’,

Thirteen moves ’Wrath of the Form King’."

In the next moment, a surge of annihilating Blade Intent emerged on Tyrant Shadow.

This Blade Intent soared into the sky, shattering the expanse of void overhead.

From this Blade Intent, a monster’s shadow was condensed.

The monster was purple all over, its enormous figure roaring furiously.

In the monster’s hand, it also held a blade.

As it roared, mountains crumbled, the sun and moon lost their luster, and it swung its blade at the Old White Tiger.

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