I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2226: 2225: Path-destroying, Reversal

Capítulo 2226: Chapter 2225: Path-destroying, Reversal

Both Xu Zimei and The Great Emperor of the Three Blades appeared to have reached their ultimate capacity.

It wasn’t that their raw power had peaked; with their might, they could have endured thousands, or even tens of thousands, of clashes without tiring.

Instead, their launched attacks had hit their zenith.

To continue the engagement further would not lead to a decisive victor.

Consequently, each exchange between them resulted in a compounding of their formidable strength.

The Earth Power within The Great Emperor of the Three Blades was being pushed to its absolute maximum.

For thousands of miles around, it seemed as though everything in existence was channeling its boundless power directly to him.

Meanwhile, Xu Zimei was employing the Three Divine Methods to their utmost potential.

The Shaking Heaven Power truly lived up to its name, possessing the capability to violently unsettle the very cosmos.

Yet, observing the protracted nature of the fight, both combatants were driving their power to the very edge of endurance.

Xu Zimei went a step further, integrating a fourth Divine Method into the fray.

This particular Divine Method was the Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate.

It comprised three distinct gates: the Heavenly Gate, the Earth Gate, and the Gate of Immortality.

This was a technique Xu Zimei had frequently utilized in previous encounters.

The Heavenly Gate and the Earth Gate served to fortify one's physical form and Divine Soul.

While not as overwhelmingly potent as methods like the Law of Heaven and Earth or the Divine Demon Visualization Method, their strength lay in their holistic enhancement capabilities.

Most critically, the final component, the Gate of Immortality, offered a unique advantage.

It possessed the ability to negate a single, potentially fatal attack directed at the user.

This was undeniably the most pivotal aspect in any high-stakes confrontation.

At this juncture, positioned directly above Xu Zimei’s head, the three gates of the Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate sequentially unfurled.

The entire expanse of the heavens was suddenly enveloped by these three awe-inspiring portals.

“Rumble, rumble.”

In that precise moment, Xu Zimei’s already formidable power experienced another significant surge.

Upon activating the Gate of Immortality, the Tyrant Shadow, the weapon clutched in Xu Zimei’s hand, dramatically shifted its intended course.

The initial trajectory suggested a direct exchange of blows with The Great Emperor of the Three Blades.

However, Xu Zimei made a deliberate maneuver to avoid the opposing blade.

He opted for a high-risk strategy, a gambit of trading injuries.

His blade’s aim was now set squarely on The Great Emperor of the Three Blades’ neck.

Simultaneously, The Great Emperor’s own blade was aimed directly at Xu Zimei’s chest.

The Great Emperor of the Three Blades exhibited a distinct element of surprise.

He had evidently not anticipated Xu Zimei would adopt such a life-risking approach.

It was highly improbable that he had foreseen Xu Zimei was strategically employing the defensive capabilities of the Gate of Immortality.

Nevertheless, The Great Emperor proved to be equally resolute and unforgiving in his assault.

With his long blade slicing downwards, any attempt at evasion was rendered impossible; he could not sidestep the impending strike.

This blade was a symbol of absolute dominance, executed with fearless, unwavering progress.

Once a blade’s sharpness is compromised,

Defeat becomes almost certain even before the engagement commences, rendering the entire contest futile—as ultimate loss is inevitable.

Therefore, fully aware of the severe injuries he would sustain, The Great Emperor still committed to wielding his blade with full force.

A mighty explosion reverberated through the air.

Like the thunderous roar from the Ninth Heaven, the two blades found their respective targets, striking Xu Zimei and The Great Emperor of the Three Blades.

Subjected to such immense power, both figures were violently propelled backward.

“Who emerged victorious?” a spectator queried, their gaze fixed intently on the unfolding events.

As reverberating explosions continued to echo across the firmament, the attention of all observers became laser-focused on Xu Zimei and his formidable opponent.

In their backward flight, each of them tore through and fractured a portion of the surrounding void.

Before long, both individuals reappeared, having emerged from the disrupted space.

Xu Zimei appeared remarkably unharmed, not a single scratch evident.

When the formidable Polar Blade struck him, the Gate of Immortality had meticulously absorbed the entirety of its devastating power.

The Great Emperor of the Three Blades, however, presented a drastically different picture, appearing utterly devastated and disheveled.

Blood profusely stained his neck.

Had it not been for his exceptionally robust constitution, the blade could very well have cleanly severed his head.

His chest appeared dramatically caved in.

Yet, for any ordinary individual, this would have been a fatal blow; The Great Emperor, with sheer willpower, endured the grievous assault.

Taking a deep, ragged breath.

This singular clash of blades had undeniably resulted in his defeat.

A faint smile touched Xu Zimei’s lips. “How about it, shall we have another round?”

The Great Emperor’s gaze drifted towards his final, most potent weapon.

The one known as the Path-destroying Blade.

This was his ultimate, most devastating strike.

Slowly drawing the blade, a smile that bordered on unrestrained amusement spread across his face.

He responded, “Perhaps from the very outset of this contest, I harbored the intuition that overcoming you might prove a formidable challenge.”

“However, my sole desire was to ascertain the furthest limits of my own capabilities.”

“For my blade harbors no fear and never falters in its resolve.”

“This is the undeniable truth of my path. Even when defeat seems inevitable, the blade is drawn, its journey unending, persisting until the very end.”

“Very well, I respectfully acknowledge the mettle of your blade,” Xu Zimei stated, nodding his head with solemn respect.

He added, “I shall prepare myself fully. This gesture represents the least I can offer in deference to you and the formidable blade you wield.”

In reality, Xu Zimei’s comprehension and mastery of the Dao far surpassed that of The Great Emperor.

The Great Emperor could be likened to a scholar specializing intensely in a single, narrow field.

Beyond the way of the blade, he held no interest in pursuing other disciplines.

Whether one achieves success with the blade or falters, the outcome is ultimately secondary; one’s individual path is forged by their own determination.

Outsiders would hardly grasp the profound implications of this conviction.

Each soul embarks upon a unique and solitary journey.

At this precise moment, The Great Emperor commenced the unwrapping of his final blade.

The formidable Path-destroying Blade.

This particular blade possessed no discernible cutting edge.

It had not been forged from any known or conventional materials.

Instead, it was a blade meticulously condensed from the very essence of the Power of the Great Dao itself.

The blade’s body exhibited a soft, muted grey-black hue, an almost consuming shade of profound darkness.

The dark mist took on the form of a fearsome beast's head at its tip.

As the beast howled, Xu Zimei had never laid eyes on such a creature, yet the blade itself resonated with an astonishing Great Dao power.

It's true that comprehending the Dao is a rare feat.

Still, Xu Zimei had crossed paths with several individuals who wielded variant Great Dao powers.

Be it the Brahman Demon Great Saint, the Candle Dragon, the Holy Ancestor, the Immortal Lord, or the True Martial Great Emperor.

He had indeed faced their formidable strengths.

Though their paths differed, the fundamental principles governing the Great Dao remained consistent.

However, the True Martial Great Emperor's Great Dao power was an exception.

It wasn't merely ordinary Great Dao power.

Instead, it was the Reversing Way.

A power that could invert the very essence of the Great Dao.

Suddenly, Xu Zimei understood the profound reason behind this blade's ominous name: Path-destroying.

At this moment, the True Martial Great Emperor offered a smile.

He then inquired, "Did you perceive it?"

Xu Zimei responded with a slight nod.

For upon the blade's unsheathing, his internal Great Dao power had inexplicably become stagnant.

Completely immobilized.

It was a most peculiar sensation—even with his retained Great Dao power, he found himself utterly incapable of operating it.

"This blade possesses the ability to reverse the Great Dao. Unless you can manage to reverse its effect, your Great Dao power will remain dormant and unusable."

"That, my friend, is the essence of Path-destroying."

With a resounding boom.

As the True Martial Great Emperor raised the blade high above his head, an immense wave of Great Dao power surged forth.

It was akin to a tempestuous, boundless ocean.

An overwhelming force capable of obliterating all existence.

Meanwhile, Xu Zimei, his ability to harness Great Dao power severely hampered, found himself in a precarious position.

With a single, decisive strike, the blade cleaved the firmament asunder.

Observing the relentless trajectory of the advancing blade, Xu Zimei chose not to evade, but instead braced himself to meet the blow head-on.

However, deprived of the crucial support of the Great Dao, the impact sent him hurtling through the air.

The True Martial Great Emperor, seizing this fleeting advantage, offered no respite.

Another devastating blade descended.

"Eternal Ancient, how do you intend to counter this next strike?"