I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2265 - 2264: Resurrection of the Dead, a Gate Hard to Enter

This young man's power was merely adequate, barely reaching the pinnacle of the Great Saint realm.

While still insignificant in Xu Zimei's eyes, his potential and youth were noteworthy.

The young man answered Xu Zimei's query with candor:

"I am going to rescue someone."

"It's not just me; everyone heading to the Netherworld Realm intends to save someone. Are you not doing the same?"

"Save someone? Who are you saving?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"My wife," the young man responded, a touch of confusion in his voice.

"Have you not been following the recent news?"

"The Netherworld Realm is the final destination for the departed. Souls from the Nine Domains typically journey there upon death."

"It is rumored that if the physical body is perfectly preserved, one can retrieve the soul from the Netherworld Realm, thereby resurrecting the deceased."

"This news has caused quite a stir. You are unaware of it?"

Xu Zimei, in truth, was entirely ignorant of this development.

Furthermore, the True Martial Holy Sect had been preoccupied with solidifying its influence, leaving him with little attention for external matters.

His focus, during this period, was solely on steadfastly pursuing his Great Dao.

The trivial concerns of lesser beings held no interest for him.

Xu Zimei found the young man's claims preposterous.

The resurrection of the dead? How could such a thing be possible?

Even if it were, the immense effort and cost involved would make it hardly worthwhile.

Moreover, not just anyone could be brought back to life.

The prerequisites were unimaginably stringent.

If, as the young man suggested, revival merely required retrieving a soul, wouldn't the world descend into chaos?

The resurrection of the deceased, the natural limit of population.

This was something the Heavenly Dao would never permit.

How was this any different from challenging the heavens?

A Heaven Challenge directly opposed the Heavenly Dao, and actions concerning the Great Dao of life and death were essentially undermining the very foundations of the Heavenly Dao.

It is understood that all matters between life and death must adhere to established laws.

The laws of life and death govern an individual's entire existence.

The lifespans of mortals are predetermined.

Engaging in cultivation and strengthening one's life force through increased power are all within the scope of these laws.

However, the resurrection of the dead falls outside these bounds; no such law exists.

And it is impossible for such a law to exist, lest the world devolve into anarchy.

"Who shared this information with you?" Xu Zimei asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Do you truly believe such a tale?"

"Why shouldn't I believe it? Everyone is converging here. What if it proves to be true?" the young man countered.

His wife was the person most cherished by him.

Similarly, for each individual present, the person they wished to revive was someone of profound importance.

Therefore, even the slimmest possibility would not be overlooked by many.

Xu Zimei could comprehend this sentiment.

...

As the young man departed, Xu Zimei gazed upward at the Netherworld Realm.

Unlike other celestial domains, the sky of the Netherworld Realm was an inky black, perpetually shrouded in dark mist.

Even from a distance, approaching the Netherworld Realm emanated an oppressive aura of profound death.

This was a realm designated for the deceased.

Only individuals of Xu Zimei's caliber, or other immensely powerful beings, could depart the Netherworld Realm unscathed.

Living beings who entered were fated to remain.

Such was the fundamental rule of the Netherworld Realm.

A decree established by the Lord of the Dead Spirits himself.

Consequently, the Netherworld Realm had not witnessed such unusual activity in many years.

"It appears a significant event is unfolding," Xu Zimei mused aloud.

"However, after such a prolonged period of stillness, the intentions of the Lord of the Dead Spirits may have been exposed."

"This is clearly a test."

"The only uncertainty lies in the identity of the mastermind behind it all."

"Could it be the Holy Court, or perhaps another powerful faction?"

Xu Zimei contemplated briefly, choosing not to delve too deeply into the matter.

Such complexities were the concern of the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

After all, the primary target of those probing the situation was undoubtedly the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

And his clandestine endeavors.

Xu Zimei cast his gaze towards the Firmament.

A faint smile touched his lips as he remarked, "The world is indeed growing more turbulent, is it not?"

Yet, this chaos was beneficial; for him, the greater the world's turmoil, the better.

His objectives for venturing into the Netherworld Realm were twofold.

Firstly, to engage in a monumental confrontation with the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

Secondly, to observe the myriad transformations of the world and fortify his Daoist Heart.

He had, after all, recently transcended the Ten Million Great Dao.

Achieving further breakthroughs in such a short span was improbable.

What he required most was a period of accumulation.

Without further delay, Xu Zimei advanced with all his might.

Given the interconnectedness of the Nine Domains, his path remained unobstructed, free from any hindrances.

However, as he drew nearer to the gateway of the Netherworld Realm, the number of individuals encountered began to escalate sharply.

It appears this situation has escalated significantly.

Entry into the Netherworld Realm necessitates passing through the formidable Blade Mountain Fiery Sea barrier, a requirement that applies to all.

Xu Zimei was no exception to this rule.

Upon his initial arrival in the Netherworld Realm, he had indeed caused a considerable stir at the Blade Mountain Fiery Sea.

However, this current return felt qualitatively different.

Perhaps in response to perceived earlier weaknesses in their defenses, the Netherworld Realm authorities had undertaken a complete reconstruction of the Blade Mountain and Fiery Sea.

What once was a challenge had now been transformed into a rigorous checkpoint.

As the name suggests, both the Blade Mountain and the Fiery Sea aspects of the trial were now assessed concurrently, dramatically increasing the overall difficulty.

Upon reaching this location, Xu Zimei discovered it already swarming with an immense crowd.

A vast expanse of heads stretched as far as the eye could comprehend, presenting a truly daunting spectacle.

The murmurs of the assembled masses were particularly striking.

"So, the Blade Mighty Wang Tianba has also met his demise?"

"He was celebrated as the paramount Ghost God blade, a burgeoning expert in the Blade Dao, and yet, he too couldn't conquer the Blade Mountain trial."

"If even his prowess proved insufficient, our own chances dwindle considerably."

"That's not necessarily true," one individual interjected.

"We are not facing this alone; the sheer number of us might compel the Netherworld Realm to reconsider their stance."

Essentially, a palpable herd mentality had settled over the crowd.

An individual might harbor fear or doubt.

Yet, when many undertake an action, the collective momentum carries everyone along.

This is a common human tendency.

However, Xu Zimei perceived that these individuals had not truly assessed their predicament.

For in reality, they were all mere cannon fodder, unwitting pawns in a larger game.

They were oblivious to this fact.

Perhaps this represents the inherent tragedy of the lesser-powered beings.

Some may harbor reservations, yet still advance, clinging to a fragile sliver of hope.

At this precise juncture, a multitude of people commenced their charge into the Blade Mountain Fiery Sea.

Despite their efforts, not a single soul had managed to successfully breach its confines thus far.

Tragically, dozens had already met their end within its treacherous depths.

The initial surge of the crowd's momentum had been effectively quelled.

After all, if they couldn't even surmount the initial obstacle, discussions of rescue missions became utterly moot.

Just then, a voice boomed from the forefront, "The Five Elders are entering; there may yet be hope."

"The Five Elders? Are they perhaps the esteemed Five Elders of the Earth Path?" another queried, a flicker of recognition in their tone.

Xu Zimei possessed no familiarity with these supposed elders.

However, his impatience peaked, and he resolved to attempt the Blade Mountain Fiery Sea directly.

Nevertheless, the focus of the assembled multitude remained unswayed, their attention not directed towards him.