I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2268 - 2267: Volcanic Eruption, Xu Zimei Takes Action

The Firmament, a realm known as Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, under the control of Flame General and Qingfeng, completely erupted.

Aware of Xu Zimei's formidable power, Flame General and Qingfeng unleashed its full might.

The sea of flames surged, transforming into fire dragons that writhed and charged across the landscape.

Simultaneously, Blade Mountain manifested individual formations, unleashing a stern blade technique with an indescribable sharpness.

As the fire dragons roared, colossal blades descended from the heavens.

The combined assault was majestic, a symphony of fiery blades, sharp and lethally potent.

Below, Xu Zimei appeared to be utterly engulfed by Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, seemingly destined to bear its destructive fury.

Yet, Xu Zimei remained remarkably composed.

He calmly raised his right hand.

"Stop."

A single syllable, like a divine decree, echoed, and all movement ceased in that instant.

Regardless of the fire dragons' ferocity or the blades' keen edges, they were frozen, unable to advance.

Without Xu Zimei's implicit command, their every motion was suspended, beyond their own control.

This unexpected turn caused Flame General and Qingfeng, observing from the shadows, to be slightly taken aback.

In that moment, they felt as though they had lost command over Blade Mountain Fiery Sea.

The onlookers from afar were also stirred.

"Could... could this be some hidden powerhouse?"

"Who was it that was mocking just now? Not even considering their true capabilities."

"Precisely, with such a mighty figure leading the way, perhaps we have a genuine chance of entering the Netherworld Realm."

"I've already envisioned it, by then, my mother and wife shall be brought back to life."

"Can it truly work? Let's not get ahead of ourselves, it's best to observe the battle first."

"Everyone prepare yourselves, should this powerhouse falter, we must all join forces to assist; we cannot remain spectators forever."

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Gazing upon the sealed Firmament.

Xu Zimei gestured with his right hand.

The word "go" escaped his lips.

Instantly, the fire dragons and Blade Mountain retreated.

The fire dragons surged towards Flame General, while Blade Mountain slashed directly at Qingfeng.

The expressions of the two concealed figures shifted dramatically; they could no longer maintain their hidden positions.

They were compelled to reveal themselves.

Emerging into the air, Flame General clutched an object—a multicolored jar.

The jar appeared ancient, yet its intricate carved patterns remained remarkably intact.

This artifact was known as the Glazed Glass Pure Fire Altar.

Positioning the jar mouth downwards and executing a specific hand seal, he uttered the command "collect."

In a flash, all the fire dragons were drawn into the jar, thus nullifying the immediate threat.

Meanwhile, Qingfeng unfurled his Daoist robe, conjuring a powerful tornado that redirected the descending cold blades, causing them to lose their intended trajectory.

He then reabsorbed them into his control.

With a single, decisive maneuver, the two combatants regarded Xu Zimei with eyes filled with palpable dread.

After all, they had already experienced the consequences.

Their opponent was enigmatic and elusive, neither boasting nor revealing the full extent of his strength.

With merely a word, he had utterly suppressed the two of them.

The appearance of Flame General and Qingfeng further ignited the fervor of the crowd.

Initially, most onlookers assumed Blade Mountain Fiery Sea was operating autonomously.

Even if some harbored suspicions of an unseen controller, there was no concrete proof.

Now, with the emergence of the two, the truth was undeniable.

This revelation sent waves of commotion through the populace, with some shouting indignantly: "Why are you obstructing us? We've come to revive our families; what conditions require negotiation?"

"Such overbearing arrogance."

"Indeed, surely you too have loved ones; offering assistance would benefit everyone."

In contrast to the irate individuals, some pleaded with sorrowful voices: "Esteemed lords, we beg of you, I merely wish to see my wife one last time."

"Absolutely, we intend no disrespect, and we hope the two lords might show some compassion."

To these impassioned pleas, whether angry or mournful.

Neither Flame General nor Qingfeng displayed any change in their demeanor.

Their voices stern, they declared directly: "Your relatives have already entered the Netherworld Realm; this signifies their demise."

"Whether they succumbed to old age or met with misfortune, they are departed."

"You are the living, and the separation between the living and the dead is defined by Yin and Yang; how can they possibly reunite?"

"A collection of fools, how could the dead possibly return to life? Would that not invite utter chaos?"

"Now, depart swiftly, and we shall let this matter rest."

"Once you cross the threshold of Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, there will be no turning back."

No one among the crowd was willing to accept Flame General's words at face value.

They continued their clamoring.

Flame General, growing weary of the escalating noise, ceased to pay attention to the crowd.

His gaze unconsciously shifted towards Xu Zimei.

After all, from their perspective, Xu Zimei was the most significant and troublesome obstacle.

"Why have you come here?"

"An individual like yourself should comprehend that the deceased cannot be resurrected; I believe you grasp this truth more clearly than they do."

"No matter how powerful you may be, you are incapable of bringing back the dead."

With a smile, Xu Zimei declared, "I am here seeking your Domain Master, the Lord of the Dead Spirits. Other matters are inconsequential."

The mere mention of this title caused the expressions of those from Blade Mountain Fiery Sea to shift.

One among them sternly rebuked, "How dare you utter our Domain Master's name so casually!"

Indeed, the Lord of the Dead Spirits, as the supreme ruler of the Netherworld Realm, commanded authority that reached the zenith of this world.

For ordinary cultivators, addressing such a being by name was an act of utmost disrespect.

"Today, regardless of your abilities, you shall face retribution," a Flame General proclaimed with a sharp tone.

As guardians, their duty was clear: to protect and enforce.

With a mere wave of his hand, he initiated a series of intricate hand seals.

"Unseal!"

The fiery expanse below, which had been churning with artificial heat, was now to be unleashed.

Flame General dispelled the seal holding the dormant volcano captive.

Instantly, the earth rumbled with the deafening roar of volcanic eruption.

The sudden upheaval caused alarm to spread across nearly every face present.

Even those observing from a distance could feel the intense heat radiating outwards, the volcano's fury unleashed like a torrential river.

Milky white and earthen brown volcanic rocks were spewed forth, accompanied by deep red magma, flecked with gold, that surged violently.

Wave after wave of ferocious magma erupted, painting the sky in a spectacle reminiscent of a meteor shower.

"Rumble, rumble."

Overwhelming forces surged relentlessly.

At this crucial moment, a barrage of volcanic eruptions, both from above and below, converged upon Xu Zimei.

The entire area was already engulfed in a sea of flames.

Within this inferno, Qingfeng was also weaving potent seals.

His expression remained composed as tendrils of icy air emanated from him.

The initial handful of Heavenly Mysterious Cold Blades had multiplied into the tens of thousands, a breathtaking transformation.

Each cold blade, impervious to the surrounding inferno, remained perfectly concealed.

This was the devastating trump card of Blade Mountain Fiery Sea.

"Outsiders are mere ants in your eyes."

"You are no different to me," Xu Zimei stated calmly, a slight shake of his head accompanying his words.

He then took a deliberate step forward with his right foot.

As his foot met the ground, an inexplicable power seemed to descend.

Suddenly, emanating from Xu Zimei as the center, an immense and unyielding majesty surged forth.

This power was utterly irresistible.

Visibly, it manifested like a celestial aurora, swirling and expanding across the heavens.

Xu Zimei extended his hand.

At that precise moment, the profound Power of the Great Dao flowed from his grasp.

No matter how grandiose the assault from Blade Mountain Fiery Sea, it seemed incapable of inflicting any harm upon him.