I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 168
Chapter 168: I’m so kind, I need to act completely
Boom!
The sudden, intense pressure was dazzling and astonishing, akin to the awakening of a celestial sun, striking terror into the hearts of all creatures and cultivators battling amidst the ruins. Their instincts couldn’t deceive them.
A Divine Artifact!
But not just any Divine Weapon. This was an ancestral heirloom brimming with power. Merely a hint of its aura could crumble a divine mountain and wipe out millions of lives, obliterating ancient cities. And now, this Divine Artifact was stirring in the sky, unleashing a terrorizing energy worldwide.
Yet, this awakening wasn’t its full potential, for its wielder, Yu Jing, was only in the False God Realm. She relied solely on her talent and bloodline to harness the artifact, aiming to use it against Gu Changge.
The golden divine light pierced the heavens, resembling a blazing inferno that threatened to tear the sky.
No, we must flee! The Feathered Clan dares to wield the holy weapon for slaughter.
Fear gripped the hearts of young geniuses.
If I’d known, I’d never have gotten involved.
One muttered, hastily retreating into the distance.
But a strand of golden runes descended upon him, akin to the sun’s fiery wrath, reducing him to ashes with a mere puff.
Cease this madness!
Are you not afraid of provoking the ire of all cultivators by slaughtering us?
Gu Changge’s expression darkened. His gaze turned cold and penetrating as he unleashed a terrible burst of divine light, attempting to intervene.
But it was too late to save the doomed man. Gu Changge’s attempt seemed more of a show than a genuine rescue effort.
There were already too few surviving geniuses.
As the scene unfolded, the tension reached a fever pitch, and the seeds of hatred were sown even deeper.
“You should’ve pondered the consequences when you massacred my people.”
Yu Jing spat, her eyes ablaze with fury. Unable to exact her revenge on Gu Changge, she first turned her wrath toward the others.
Buzz!
The divine artifact responded to her command with a buzz, unleashing tendrils of terrifying divine light that scorched the void. This sight fueled the fury of many young geniuses, pushing them to the brink of panic.
In this dire situation, they knew no Sacred Realm entity would intervene per their agreement’s terms. But how many could withstand the might of a Sacred Realm being?
Despite their seething anger, they dared not resist, for to do so would mean instant death—much like the fate of the earlier unfortunate genius.
Amidst the booming collapses, blood mist erupted, and beings were reduced to ashes in mere moments. Even immortal ancient creatures fell victim to the devastating waves of the divine weapon.
“No one shall escape. Today marks the end for all of you.”
Yu Jing declared with a sneer, despite feeling her energy drain as she channelled the artifact. Yet, at this moment, she felt invincible, capable of snuffing out any life within her reach.
Witnessing the carnage, everyone in the ruins retreated hastily, fearing to be caught in the aftermath and lose their lives needlessly. The power of the divine artifact far exceeded the capabilities of a mere False God realm cultivator to resist.
“Slaughter, my people? Let’s talk about evidence. Who among you witnessed such an act?”
Gu Changge retorted, his voice cold and measured as he traversed the void from above.
He effortlessly dodged the descending divine fire in a display of apparent Void God realm prowess. However, he feigned weakness, coughing intermittently to imply his diminishing peak state.
As the time for his secret technique dwindled, Gu Changge grappled with the persistent recurrence of his injuries. At best, he was now a heavily wounded man driven by a sense of duty to the world’s greater good. Yet, he couldn’t afford to reveal his diminished state of cultivation.
What grounds do you have for pride, Gu Changge? Can your condition endure for long?
Before that, I can eradicate all of you with my divine weapon!
Yu Jing mocked, dismissing Gu Changge’s demeanor as a ruse, a mere delaying tactic.
Gu Changge shook his head in silence, his expression inscrutable. With a casual gesture, he produced a sword pill from his sleeve—a treasured legacy, his trump card. It was now or never.
With a swift motion, the sword pill shattered, transforming into a dazzling sword light akin to divine chains of law, slashing towards the holy weapon in the sky.
You possess a sword pill.
Yu Jing gasped as the potent sword energy struck her, causing her to cough up blood and suffer a violent tremor, a repercussion of the backlash. Despite her wariness of Gu Changge’s capabilities, she hadn’t anticipated that even the divine weapon would fail to thwart his attack, resulting in direct injury.
“You may wield your pill against us ancient immortal creatures, so why can’t I utilize the divine weapon?” she retorted vehemently, swallowing several pills in an attempt to suppress her injuries.
“You can use it, though I never said you couldn’t. I should be thanking you.”
Gu Changge remarked with a fleeting smirk before vanishing from his position and reappearing before Yu Jing. However, his words were intentionally masked from the ears of others.
Struggling to control the divine weapon, Yu Jing froze upon hearing Gu Changge’s unexpected gratitude. Was he daft? What hidden meaning lay behind his words?
Yu Jing’s initial reaction was one of suspicion, and she was convinced that Gu Changge was orchestrating a deceptive scheme to unsettle her. Even the divine weapons suspended in the sky seemed to hesitate, their fearsome divine flames cascading down, engulfing the surrounding mountains.
Witnessing this spectacle, the expressions of other geniuses and creatures shifted abruptly, prompting them to retreat even further, their view obscured by the billowing smoke and flames.
Yet, many also sensed a weakening in Gu Changge’s current state, signaling that his secret technique was nearing its limit. This realization filled them with worry; even with his prowess, competing against Yu Jing wielding the Divine Artifact seemed daunting unless Gu Changge possessed a Divine Artifact of his own.
After all, my plan wouldn’t work without an idiot like you.
Gu Changge’s voice cut through the furnace, and the void was distorting around them.
With only the two remaining in the vicinity, the other cultivators dared not approach, intimidated by the overwhelming power at play. Gu Changge maintained a calm demeanor, traversing the space effortlessly, seemingly unaffected by the divine artifact looming overhead.
“I don’t believe I need to end you myself. Once you return to your clan, your elders won’t hesitate to do so,” his words reached Yu Jing’s ears, prompting a mixture of shock and murderous intent to wash over her.
“Plan? What plan?”
Yu Jing’s voice trembled with disbelief and rising fury as she grappled with the sudden turn of events, her mind reeling in confusion. It wasn’t until she felt the icy touch of death creeping up her spine that she realized Gu Changge had already sealed her fate.
Why did the divine weapon’s pressure have no sway over Gu Changge? Could he possess a hidden divine artifact of his own? Such questions gnawed at Yu Jing’s mind as she struggled to comprehend the truth behind Gu Changge’s actions. Was his earlier demeanor merely a facade?
A chill enveloped Yu Jing as she realized the simplicity of her naivety, particularly regarding the divine weapon entrusted to her by the elders—a desperate attempt to ensure her survival against Gu Changge’s threat.
The most striking aspect was Gu Changge’s seemingly contradictory state—he appeared gravely injured. Yet, his demeanor exuded calculated confidence, as if every move was part of a meticulously planned performance.
Amidst the turmoil, Gu Changge remained composed, almost as if he could read Yu Jing’s thoughts. Without preamble, he unleashed a decisive palm strike, unleashing a torrent of golden light akin to the weight of a hundred thousand mountains.
Yu Jing’s terror was palpable, her instinct urging her to evade, yet she was trapped in a stifling void. “How is this possible? You’re not injured at all…” she stammered, her voice trembling with disbelief and desperation as she spat blood violently.
A chill ran down her spine as she stumbled upon Gu Changge’s secret. “It seems you’re not entirely foolish,” he remarked lightly, his smile belying the gravity of the situation.
“Why aren’t you afraid of the divine weapon? Do you possess one, too?”
Yu Jing’s voice quivered, her soul shaken to its core by the revelation.
“I can slay even a Sacred Realm entity with my bare hands. A mere unawakened divine weapon dares to challenge me…”
Gu Changge’s laughter rang out, tinged with a hint of amusement at the situation’s absurdity.
Yet, in his final act of mercy, he divulged a truth that would haunt Yu Jing to her dying breath. Her eyes widened in horror, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of the revelation. The sheer weight of information contained within Gu Changge’s words was overwhelming, leaving her in disbelief.
Despite Yu Jing’s futile resistance, Gu Changge’s palm descended with relentless force in the blink of an eye, obliterating her form in a thunderous explosion. Her body and the primordial spirit vanished instantaneously, unable to withstand even a casual strike from Gu Changge.
Carrying with her a whirlwind of disbelief and despair, Yu Jing’s existence was snuffed out instantly, leaving only echoes of her shattered existence.
With Yu Jing’s demise, the divine artifact in the void transformed into a radiant sun, its phantom seeming to bristle with indignation. A torrent of fiery light cascaded down towards Gu Changge, akin to a river of stars intent on consuming him.
Yet, Gu Changge remained unfazed, his gaze steady as he raised a finger, unleashing a supreme sword energy that swiftly dispersed the phantom within the holy weapon. As a result, the glow of the divine artifact dimmed abruptly.
Thus, the battle unfolded unseen by any witnesses. The curtain had fallen on the performance, leaving only Gu Changge to bear the toll of his exertions. With a sudden spurt of blood, his complexion paled significantly. His strength diminished several-fold from its initial state. Despite this, he descended to the ground, silently commencing his recovery process with practiced ease, unfazed by the risk of exposure.
Meanwhile, in the distance, murmurs rippled among the young geniuses who had fled.
“Young master Changge won’t last long in such a state. Secret arts have their limits, and his pills must be scarce,” one remarked.
“To wield a holy weapon in such a manner! I’ll make sure to report this to the clan. The Feathered Clan will pay for their transgressions,” another vowed, resentment simmering beneath their words.
The dissipating flames in the distance left them uneasy, unable to discern the battle’s outcome. Fear and caution lingered in their hearts, a testament to the terror inspired by the divine artifact.
Behind each sect, possessing a divine artifact was an exceedingly rare privilege, typically reserved for the most esteemed elders. The fact that a member of the Feathered Clan wielded such a weapon suggested approval from their clan’s formidable elders. This implied a deeper connection between the clan and the unfolding events.
I suspect this is Gu Changge’s true objective—to test the limits of the various clans of the Ancient Immortal Continent and provide himself with a pretext for action.
One observer speculated, recognizing the intricate machinations at play.
Meanwhile, on another front, Gu Xian’er emerged victorious over her adversaries. Witnessing Gu Changge’s actions, she couldn’t help but surmise his true intentions. Having seen his mastery of a potent sword technique that could have saved many, she realized his deliberate choice not to intervene.
The revival of the divine weapon… This man is reckless.
Hei Yanyu and his companions muttered, stationed amidst the billowing black clouds. They had initially assumed Yu Jing would merely use the divine weapon to intimidate, not suppress and kill Gu Changge.
“The situation is dire. If Gu Changge survives today, the entire Immortal Ancient Continent will be thrown into chaos,” another voiced, recognizing the depth of Gu Changge’s cunning and the potential ramifications of his actions.
Gu Changge seems to intentionally or unintentionally incite the other geniuses, with the Ancient Immortal Continent’s clans as the target.
The genius from the ancient snake clan observed, his keen eyes flashing with insight. He scrutinized the distant phantom of the divine artifact, a shiver coursing down his spine.
“Is this truly Gu Changge’s plan? It appears he’s employing a secret method to restore his body to its peak,” he pondered aloud, contemplating the implications.
Gu Changge must possess a divine weapon capable of countering Yu Jing, or his victory would be inconceivable.
He concluded, delving deeper into his analysis.
Despite the analysis offered by the genius from the ancient snake clan, many other geniuses remained skeptical. Gu Changge’s condition seemed too dire for him to successfully employ a secret method to elevate his cultivation to its peak. Moreover, the daunting challenge of facing the divine might of Yu Jing’s weapon left doubts about Gu Changge’s ability to contend with it.
Why do I feel uneasy around Gu Changge? He exudes danger. Just being near him makes my heart race.
Hei Yanyu mused, grappling with her apprehensions. She dismissed it as her paranoia, yet the sensation persisted—an unsettling notion that Gu Changge held power over life and death with a mere thought.
Shaking off these thoughts, Hei Yanyu reasoned that her wariness of Gu Changge had likely influenced her perception. After all, she had never encountered him, so her unease must stem from heightened vigilance.
Regardless of Gu Changge’s fate, the ramifications will be significant. The future of the clans in the Ancient Immortal Continent hangs in the balance.
She concluded by reflecting on the gravity of Yu Jing’s use of the divine weapon. She surmised that Yu Jing had underestimated Gu Changge’s influence among the younger generation, leading to this drastic escalation.
Has the battle indeed ended? The divine artifact’s phantom, which Yu Jing activated, has disappeared.
Hei Yanyu observed, her brow furrowing in confusion. Yet, as she gazed upon the site of the confrontation between Gu Changge and Yu Jing, disbelief washed over her.
“Yu Jing, the wielder of the divine artifact, is dead?”
She exclaimed, stunned by the revelation.
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TatsumiOga
Doesn’t he have the power of time? Why is this black and white shit the only thing he can use, why not something cool like rewinding time or something