I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 286 - 285 You Should Go to Hell

He couldn’t understand why Xu Zimei was still so composed at this time.

Looking at Xu Zimei’s composed expression, Ancestor Futian suddenly had an ominous premonition.

As he watched the gigantic hand in the painting descend once again, a hand adorned with endless light fell.

He saw the all-encompassing black fog around him suddenly began to surge.

The raging black fog converged, forming a fierce, evil face.

The fierce face opened its maw wide and devoured the great hand.

With a "boom",

The sky cracked open a black hole, where the infinite light and the black Demonic Qi annihilated each other.

At this moment, the great hand and the fierce face disappeared simultaneously.

"How could this be?" Ancestor Futian muttered in surprise beside him.

The sound of "rumbling" explosions continued to resound in the sky.

The intertwining Demonic Qi grew thicker and thicker, almost dyeing the entire firmament pitch black.

A mass of demon clouds shot out from the Demonic Qi, carrying the might to destroy Heaven and Earth.

Through friction with the air, the forefront of the demon cloud even ignited into raging flames.

The demon cloud, like a giant fireball, swirled with boundless Demonic Qi around it, rapidly heading towards the floating painting in midair.

The great hand in the painting tried to stop it, but it was to no avail.

The demon cloud effortlessly shattered the great hand and landed directly on the painting.

At this moment, the Demonic Qi in the sky became even more violent.

The painting resisted only briefly before it was engulfed by the demon cloud and burnt to ashes.

Then, along with the burning Void Turbulence in midair, it dispersed into smoke and drifted away.

......

Ancestor Futian stared blankly at the painting as it was obliterated, completely stunned.

In the place where the painting had dissipated, the robust figure of Bai Meng slowly emerged.

Demonic Qi surged, and his eyes opened as if from an ancient sovereign Demon.

His aura was so magnificent that it was astounding.

"Is this... a Great Emperor?" Sensing the colossal aura around Bai Meng, Ancestor Futian’s complexion shifted dramatically as he spoke in terror.

"No, that’s impossible. Destiny has not yet taken shape; how could there be a Great Emperor?"

Ancestor Futian quickly shook his head and asked Bai Meng, "Who exactly are you?"

"Dead men need not know so much," Bai Meng’s voice shook the firmament as he pressed down with one hand.

Endless Taoist Charm surged within it, and the sound of the Great Dao was majestic, echoing through the entire atmosphere.

Within that great hand, Demonic Qi roiled.

Just a "boom".

Ancestor Futian’s body was thrown backward.

At the spot where he had been standing, space split open with several cracks, and a large expanse of space collapsed.

The great hand continued to descend, and the Sect Protection Array on the outskirts of the Extinct Heaven Sect was directly torn apart.

The towering mountain peaks were reduced to ruins.

In the place where the mountains collapsed, hundreds of disciples were buried due to failing to avoid it in time.

......

"I’ll hold him off, take all the disciples and evacuate," Ancestor Futian yelled at Ancestor Juedao.

"I’m afraid we won’t have the chance," Ancestor Juedao sighed.

The five Stepping into Immortality powerhouses from the Divine Gate arrived, surrounding the area and enveloping it in a vast Immortal Might.

They left the Extinct Heaven Sect with no viable path for retreat.

With the presence of these five Immortal Ascension Boundary powerhouses, it was difficult for anyone to break through and escape.

"Could it be that Heaven wants to destroy our Extinct Heaven Sect?" Ancestor Futian looked up at the sky, speaking in a desolate voice.

He turned to look back, at the colossal entity enshrouded in mist that had existed for multiple eras.

He was the first to leave the Heaven Clan and one of the founders who took part in the creation of the Extinct Heaven Sect.

In today’s Extinct Heaven Sect, hardly anyone can match him.

Match him in his feelings for this sect.

It was just like his own child.

He had personally witnessed this child grow from stumbling steps.

But now...

Ancestor Futian turned his head to look at Xu Zimei, speaking in a solemn tone, "Is there really no room for reconciliation?"

"Undertaking a task entrusted by others, one must remain faithful," Xu Zimei shook his head, replying.

"You can name any terms you want, and if the Extinct Heaven Sect can do it, we will," Ancestor Futian hurriedly said.

"I don’t wish for anything else, just to leave some bloodline for the sect, is that possible?"

"That’s how you treated the Heaven Clan back then, right?" Xu Zimei retorted.

Ancestor Futian was at a loss for words and sighed with some embarrassment.

Xu Zimei shook his head slightly and turned away.

At that moment, Bai Meng and the five Stepping into Immortality powerhouses all stormed into the Extinct Heaven Sect.

Ancestor Futian wanted to stop them, but he was directly suppressed by Bai Meng.

And beside him, Ancestor Juedao also fell, consumed and vanishing under the siege of the five Immortal Ascension Boundary powerhouses.

Chaos and Styx simultaneously broke into the Extinct Heaven Sect, where everyone was like lambs waiting for the slaughter.

...

"You demons," the current Sect Master of the Extinct Heaven Sect, Jue Wuming watched in grief as the disciples of the sect were wiped out.

His eyes blood-red with rage, he shouted at Xu Zimei.

"You will not die well, exterminating to the last, you will descend to the eighteenth level of Hell after you die."

"I don’t really care, you know. If there really is such a thing as Hell, I’d turn it upside down."

Xu Zimei smiled indifferently and responded, "As for you, always going on about me.

Did you ever think when you were exterminating the Heaven Clan, that there would come a day like this?

If there really is an eighteenth level of Hell, the first to go there after death would be you."

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Jue Wuming screamed in defiance.

After all, he was just a Martial Artist of the Saint Vein Realm and no match for even one move from Chaos.

Watching the sect that had become ruins and debris.

The wails of the disciples spread far and wide, corpses strewn everywhere as well.

The legacy of an era forged by two Great Emperors thus ended in his own hands.

Jue Wuming didn’t know if what he did was wrong when they exterminated the Heaven Clan.

They were a pack of wolves that devoured without spitting out the bones.

Perhaps they, the pack of wolves, once slaughtered the people of the Heaven Clan like lambs for their own selfish desires.

But now, as a group of tigers and leopards charged into the pack of wolves, they found themselves equally pitifully weak.

...

Bai Meng suppressed Ancestor Futian without any mercy.

The sound of the Great Dao reverberated through heaven and earth, the Taoist Charm’s Demonic Qi turned into a fierce and desperate face, directly piercing through Ancestor Futian’s body.

When the body was pierced, and the Divine Fire within was nearly extinguished.

Ancestor Futian turned his head with difficulty, taking one last look at the sect he once loved dearly.

The sect was now completely reduced to rubble.

He strained to smile, revealing a painful grin, then his eyes slowly closed.

The flickering flame inside him finally burned its most resplendent spark in his lifetime, and then it was extinguished.

Perhaps the world would never understand.

The actions he took when he propelled the Extinct Heaven Great Emperor toward his Destiny.

Never!