I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Attacking is not a misunderstanding, why is he so powerful?

The sound wasn’t too loud, yet it rang particularly clear across the quiet field in that moment. Suddenly, like a divine bell tolling, it echoed in everyone’s mind, stirring up a commotion. Complexions shifted, whether they belonged to young prodigies or seasoned elders, leaders of their respective factions—all turned towards the source of the voice. Even the disciples of the True Immortal Academy couldn’t hide their surprise.

Jun Yao furrowed his brows, questioning, “Didn’t you mention Gu Changge wasn’t expected here? Why the sudden appearance?” Yue Mingkong’s lips twitched, but she remained silent. Jin Chan, Jiang Chuchu, Wang Ziji, Heavenly Phoenix Maiden, and others cast their gazes upon him, each reflecting a different emotion.

In the sky materialized a young man, his features somewhat blurred, clad in robes that billowed as if from another realm, his demeanor serene. Beneath his feet unfurled an unseen golden path, a tapestry of intertwined rules and mysteries. Just moments ago, he was distant; now, he stood before them, as if materializing out of thin air, defying the distance between them and the heavens. It was a feat that left many esteemed figures wide-eyed, brimming with astonishment and reverence.

The stalwarts of Dao forces—the Ancient Immortal Wang Family, the Emperor Mountain, the Ancient Ye Clan—frowned deeply, sensing an aura beyond their comprehension.

“Greetings, young master!” Upon the arrival of the individual, all members of the Ancient Immortal Gu family immediately extended their courtesies. The stern elder who had just engaged in a competition with the formidable figure from the Supreme God Clan now sported a smile.

“It’s Young Master Gu! He’s here as well!” exclaimed one among the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Palace, Xiao Ruoyin, her surprise evident. Song Qin and the other disciples couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy at her demeanor. After all, it was clear they were quite familiar with Gu Changge to react in such a manner.

“Gu Changge!” uttered a few, their astonishment palpable. Jiang Luoshen, peering through the curtain, furrowed her brow tightly. Though she had only recently come into existence, she had already heard the name numerous times, along with various astounding rumors—reputedly the most formidable of the young generation.

The dazzling brilliance was simply unimaginable, engulfing the surroundings like a towering mountain, rendering everyone breathless. In the current Upper Realm, upon hearing this name, regardless of who it was, the immediate reaction was one of reverence or awe, with no room for disrespect.

She had entertained the idea of paying Gu Changge a visit after settling the matter of the Supreme God Tomb. However, she never anticipated encountering him here in such circumstances. For the first time, Jiang Luoshen sensed the situation growing complicated.

Even many esteemed sect masters and elder experts regarded Gu Changge with profound fear. They found themselves unable to gauge the junior’s strength at all. According to rumors, he had once contended against a quasi-supreme powerhouse, a feat attributed to the might of a supreme weapon. Initially perceived as merely a notch above the other Young Supremes, now… the disparity in strength seemed monstrous to them!

Aside from practitioners of demonic arts, there likely existed no contenders among the younger generation in this vast Upper Realm capable of matching him.

“Gu Changge, how could he come to this place…” Jiang Chen’s back froze upon seeing the approaching figure, instinctively taking a few steps back. Despite having altered his appearance, the fear of Gu Changge had already permeated deep into his bones and soul.

“Kill him,” Gu Changge’s figure materialized beside Gu Xian’er. Observing her stunned expression, he repeated the command lightly, sensing her hesitation.

Jiang Ming lay incapacitated on the ground, the intense pain rendering him immobile. He had hoped for salvation after Jiang Luoshen’s intervention, only to be confronted by Gu Changge’s sudden appearance and ominous directive. His back drenched in cold sweat, his face drained of color, he knew the gravity of the situation all too well.

Gu Xian’er finally snapped out of her daze, recognizing a familiar scent wafting through the air. “I thought you weren’t coming,” she murmured softly, her words audible only to herself and Gu Changge amidst the tense atmosphere.

“If I didn’t come, wouldn’t you be wronged again?” Gu Changge glanced at her casually. Sensing the situation outside the Supreme God’s tomb, he had abandoned his followers and arrived promptly, fully aware of everything that had transpired.

In his eyes, Gu Xian’er’s internal struggle was of little concern. “Kill him,” he reiterated.

Upon hearing his command, Gu Xian’er felt a surge of relief, though she maintained a stubborn demeanor. “I didn’t intend to kill him in the first place,” she retorted.

Aware of her steadfast, upright nature, Gu Changge opted not to engage further. “That’s because you don’t like this man and want him dead, isn’t it?” he teased, a smile playing on his lips.

Glaring at him, Gu Xian’er protested, “You’re not allowed to laugh at me.”

Gu Changge regarded her faux coldness with amusement, tempted to pinch her nose just to see her facade crumble.

But Gu Xian’er saw through his intentions in an instant, evading his grasp and regarding him with disgust. “Don’t try to take advantage of me again,” she warned firmly.

Onlookers observed the scene with a mix of emotions, noting Gu Changge’s evident fondness for Gu Xian’er. Who else would dare speak to Gu Changge in such a manner? Yet, Gu Changge appeared unfazed by her defiance, seemingly indulging her.

This display of fraternal affection stirred envy in many of the watching young women. Why couldn’t they have such a caring older brother?

“Imperial sister, save me,” Jiang Ming pleaded desperately. “I don’t want to die.”

Though desperate, he clung to the hope of survival, shouting towards the direction of the Supreme God Clan. Jiang Luoshen and her companions couldn’t bear to witness Jiang Ming’s impending demise, their inability to intervene agonizing to them.

“Gu Changge, we were at fault in this matter. We’re willing to apologize and make amends. There’s no need for irreparable enmity,” Jiang Luoshen spoke, her tone uncharacteristically humble as she lowered herself—an unusual sight given her usual aloof demeanor.

Acknowledging Jiang Luoshen’s plea with a glance, Gu Changge replied nonchalantly, “It’s forgiven as a misunderstanding, but the attack cannot be overlooked.”

The atmosphere shifted, oppressive and foreboding, as everyone present felt the weight of his words. Though they left the Supreme God’s tomb empty-handed, they witnessed a spectacle as rumored: Gu Changge, unfazed even in the presence of the Supreme God Clan’s formidable figures, remained resolute, refusing to yield an inch.

Many sect leaders grimaced, relieved they hadn’t incurred Gu Changge’s ire. Otherwise, they might have found themselves in a precarious position.

The members of the Supreme God Clan wore ugly expressions, caught off guard by Gu Changge’s indifference to their presence.

Though renowned for some time, Gu Changge remained a junior in the grand scheme of things. Was it truly wise to sow seeds of animosity between the two factions over such a trivial matter?

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Luoshen composed herself. It was her first encounter with someone stronger than herself.

“Gu Changge, what are your terms for releasing Jiang Ming? Name them,” she inquired, her gaze unwavering.

Gu Changge’s smile was tinged with amusement. “Conditions?” he echoed. “Well, since Princess Luoshen asks, I do require a maid capable of serving tea and pouring water. How about it, Princess Luoshen? If the title of maid doesn’t suit you, concubine will suffice.”

The mention of Jiang Ming prompted murmurs of shock from the onlookers, particularly the younger generation, who found Gu Changge’s audacity astounding.

No one entertained the notion that Gu Changge’s proposition was serious; it seemed purely aimed at humiliating Jiang Luoshen. The faces of the Supreme God Clan members drained of color, their anger palpable.

Jiang Luoshen, the epitome of their family’s prestige, was destined to ascend to the leadership of the Supreme God Clan, becoming the next Emperor, a figure revered throughout the Upper Realm. Yet, according to Gu Changge, she was only fit to be a maid or concubine?

“Gu Changge, you…” Jiang Luoshen’s icy gaze bore into him, her clenched jade hand radiating a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the very air. Never had she imagined such humiliation in front of a crowd.

Given her status, who in the vast Upper Realm would dare suggest she serve as a maid or concubine? It was a blatant and humiliating affront.

Buzz!

The curtain before her shattered under the weight of Jiang Luoshen’s aura, unable to contain her power any longer. Suddenly, her peerlessly beautiful face was unveiled for all to see—her golden hair gleaming, her features exquisite and flawless like carved immortal jade. Yet, her eyes bore a bone-chilling coldness that demanded reverence.

Her noble and aloof presence had a profound effect, causing even the most esteemed individuals to feel unworthy, bowing their heads in deference, unable to meet her gaze directly.

Gu Changge, seemingly unfazed, smiled lightly, unaffected by the disruption. “Can’t handle it?” he remarked casually.

“Gu Changge, do you intend to humiliate me?” Jiang Luoshen’s voice cut through the tension like ice.

“If you can’t handle it, don’t waste my time,” Gu Changge retorted, his expression turning indifferent.

As his hand reached for Jiang Ming, Jiang Luoshen intervened. “Stop right there!” Her face contorted with anger, her hands clenched tightly in frustration.

Gu Changge’s attitude of contempt and disregard stoked an infinite anger within Jiang Luoshen. Despite his formidable talent, terrifying strength, and formidable background, why did he treat her with such disdain? She couldn’t match him, but did that warrant such scorn?

However, Gu Changge had no intention of engaging in idle conversation. Without hesitation, he attacked, his palms cutting through the air as they descended upon Jiang Ming. It was akin to swatting a mere fly.

“Junior Gu, desist!” roared the Supreme God Clan’s peak Great Sacred Realm powerhouse, his visage equally ugly. Ignoring the formidable presence of the Gu family, he transformed into a golden blur, rushing to Jiang Ming’s aid.

Before the eyes of all present, Jiang Ming fell to Gu Changge’s onslaught. They dared not intervene—how would the rest of the Dao Lineage perceive the Supreme God Clan’s inaction? Such humiliation was unacceptable, especially considering Gu Changge’s repeated affronts.

“You’re playing with fire,” Gu Changge remarked, his expression unchanged as he remained indifferent. “Since you’re so eager to accompany him, I’ll grant you the opportunity.”

With a swift motion, he unleashed a terrifying multicolored divine light, manifesting as a world-destroying grinding wheel that obliterated the Supreme God Clan powerhouse.

The force behind Gu Changge’s palm was overwhelming, causing the sky to quiver as if it could barely withstand the pressure, threatening to collapse at any moment. Spectators were struck dumb with shock, and many young prodigies turned even paler, their very souls trembling in the face of such an insurmountable gap.

Even figures like the Six Crowned King, Jin Chan, and Heavenly Phoenix Maiden fell silent, their expressions grave. The leaders of the great sects couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down their spines.

“The old man wants to see just how capable the number one of the younger generation truly is. Your arrogance knows no bounds,” the Supreme God Clan powerhouse snarled, his ire fueled by Gu Changge’s disregard.

With a bellow, he unleashed his power—a dazzling array of golden glows bursting forth, forming countless portals. The rules converged, intertwining into chains of Dao that seemed poised to drag their opponents into a realm of eternal silence.

Boom!!!

Unimaginable fluctuations erupted, turning the sky upside down and causing mountains to crumble as countless patterns vanished in an instant.

“How can Gu Changge be so powerful…” Jiang Chen’s heart quivered with horror, even as he cowered behind Monk Pu Du. He felt as if his very body might explode.

“Puff…” Within the virtual space, blood sprayed as the Supreme God Clan powerhouse coughed violently. His arm nearly burst under the force of Gu Changge’s palm, which he managed to block with supreme divine power. Despite his defense, he staggered backward, leaving bloody footprints in the virtual space.

The aura emanating from Gu Changge was overwhelming, akin to countless stars exploding, causing a sensation of skin-splitting among the onlookers.

The clash continued, but the Supreme God Clan powerhouse found himself continually overpowered, coughing up blood with each blow, shocking everyone witnessing the confrontation.

Boom!

The void erupted, the surroundings transformed into a dazzling blur, with cascading waterfalls of various hues sweeping through, unraveling the mysteries of the universe.

“Is this your confidence?” Gu Changge’s robes billowed as he remained composed. Within the palm of his hand, two contrasting colors, black and white, coalesced, exuding an aura of reincarnation. Six portals manifested between heaven and earth, while a murky river of yellow, thick with the remnants of countless souls and bones, flowed silently.

A chilling vision seized everyone’s spirits, evoking a sense of impending doom. It was as though they were being drawn inexorably towards death.

“Not good, retreat, elder!” Jiang Luoshen sensed the danger and couldn’t help but shout, urging the injured Supreme God Clan powerhouse to withdraw.

But it was too late. Affected by the aura of reincarnation, the powerhouse’s gaze grew distant, his soul seemingly detached from his body, drifting towards the realm of the dead.

Boom!!!

In the next instant, Gu Changge’s expression remained indifferent as his palm descended, splitting the void open with a terrifying force that seemed to fall from the heavens. The unfortunate individual’s body collapsed in an instant, torn apart and reduced to a mist of blood, annihilating both body and spirit in one fell swoop. Countless droplets of blood splattered the surroundings.

The onlookers fell into a stunned silence, horror etched on their faces as a chill ran down their spines. It was a chillingly simple task to eliminate a powerhouse at the peak of the Great Sacred Realm, especially one from the revered Supreme God Clan—an entity of monstrous combat prowess.

The realization dawned on everyone: Gu Changge possessed a level of combat power akin to that of a quasi-supreme being. The revelation sent shivers down their spines. How old was he?

Normally, without the aid of a supreme weapon, it was inconceivable to vanquish a peak Great Sacred Realm powerhouse. Yet, today, it had unfolded before their very eyes.

Gu Changge’s strength not only surpassed expectations but also left his peers in despair.

“How is this possible…” The members of the Supreme God Clan were utterly dumbfounded, unable to comprehend the unfolding events. Gu Changge had seemingly underestimated his opponent and hadn’t even exerted his full strength. Did this mean his true power was even more terrifying?

Jiang Luoshen gritted her silver teeth, a surge of anger, frustration, and fear rising within her. She had always believed that the Supreme God Race produced unrivaled geniuses, rare talents that emerged once in millennia. With her formidable cultivation and unmatched prowess among her peers, she had assumed invincibility since birth.

But today’s events shook her unwavering confidence to its core. Why was Gu Changge so overwhelmingly powerful?