I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2273 2272: Fusion of Numerous Spells, Prolonged Battle Without Victory

Soul Binding Curse, Rebirth Incantation.

Two powerful spells were uttered at the same time, one locking the spirit, the other shackling the flesh.

These were the ultimate hidden abilities, making them impossible to anticipate.

Observing Xu Zimei's complete immobility, the voice of the Lord of the Dead Spirits pierced through the dense black mist.

His voice, ethereal yet commanding, declared, "Demon Lord, if you concede, I can spare your life."

"This was merely a friendly bout between us, no need for a fight to the death."

The Lord of the Dead Spirits knew for certain that Xu Zimei could perceive his words.

Even if currently incapacitated, he wouldn't be so feeble as to be controlled by others.

Indeed, in the very next moment, Xu Zimei's laughter echoed.

"Fellow Daoist of Dead Spirits, we have not even truly begun our battle, and you wish for me to surrender? That is far too premature."

"Your divine soul and physical body are already ensnared by me; even with heavenly might, you stand no chance against me.

Why mislead yourself?" the Lord of the Dead Spirits inquired impassively.

"Examine closely, whose divine soul have you truly ensnared?" Xu Zimei's voice resonated.

The Lord of the Dead Spirits was taken aback, before he could even process this.

Three distinct figures of Xu Zimei materialized in the void.

A single form had bifurcated into three entities.

The present, the past, and the future.

This was the formidable technique Xu Zimei had attained during his breakthrough in the Three Corpses Realm.

Yet, the Lord of the Dead Spirits still knit his brow.

He was aware of the concept of dividing into three corpses.

However, the power of those three corpses was typically borrowed, not an actual transformation of one's body into three distinct beings.

This particular method was entirely unprecedented.

It was as if the Lord of the Dead Spirits had successfully bound the current Xu Zimei.

But the future and past iterations of Xu Zimei remained completely unfettered.

The three corpses functioned as a single entity; liberty for any one meant freedom for all.

"Your combat methods are truly rather unimpressive!"

Xu Zimei declared.

Power surged within his grasp, amidst the shimmer of blades and the phantom of swords, the Tyrant Shadow materialized in his hand.

At that precise moment, all three Xu Zimeis simultaneously unleashed their blades, their roars echoing towards the heavens as they slashed into the vast expanse of black mist.

The combined might of these three Xu Zimeis was utterly staggering.

He had synthesized and integrated the power from his past, while simultaneously envisioning and mirroring the potency of his future.

In this instant, even though the oppressive black mist concealed all, it could not mask the explosive force unleashed by the three Tyrant Shadows striking in unison.

As the Tyrant Shadow descended, churning the boundless black mist.

Xu Zimei's gaze intensely scanned the void, searching for the presence of the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

The opponent's reliance on curses as a conduit proved his own inherent weakness.

After all, no matter how potent the yin energy, without the balance of yin and yang, it could never coalesce into true, complete power.

Where there is gain, there must also be loss.

"Found him!"

Xu Zimei's vision was incredibly sharp. What was once obscured by the black mist, now dissipated, allowed him to instantly pinpoint the location of the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

The adversary was still seated cross-legged, diligently performing hand seals.

"Mist Flower Curse!"

Abruptly, the black mist coalesced once more, each wisp blooming like a dark lotus flower.

In that moment, a breathtaking spectacle unfolded across the landscape, as thousands upon thousands of flowers unfurled.

Everything was lost in a dazzling, disorienting display.

However, Xu Zimei's Dao heart remained unshakeable, immune to the illusions.

He feigned an appearance of bewilderment in his eyes to mislead the Lord of the Dead Spirits, while in reality, he was meticulously awaiting the opportune moment.

With a tremendous "boom".

Seizing the critical opening, the three Xu Zimeis merged back into a singular entity.

The immense power of ten million Great Daos was unleashed in its entirety.

At this juncture, Xu Zimei transformed into a veritable projectile, plummeting directly from the heavens to confront the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

In his hand, the Tyrant Shadow behaved as if it were a blade piercing the very heavens.

The blade's intent resembled the vast galaxy of the Nine Heavens.

Amidst a mournful, sky-rending roar, it descended decisively.

The Lord of the Dead Spirits remained unperturbed; with a swift gesture of his right hand, he uttered a powerful incantation.

Gently sweeping his right sleeve.

Suddenly, the surrounding black mist underwent a radical transformation, evolving into a distinct domain.

This was precisely the domain Xu Zimei had glimpsed moments before.

It had been captured and contained by the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

When Xu Zimei's devastating strike landed, the Lord of the Dead Spirits was completely unfazed.

Because the domain he had manifested effectively nullified the attack.

"Surrender now, your solitary power is no match for an entire world."

The Lord of the Dead Spirits stated with utter indifference.

In this moment, he appeared to wield the might of a complete world, even though this world was merely formed from yin energy within the mortal realm.

Nevertheless, it could still be considered a pseudo-world.

With a thunderous "boom".

As the Lord of the Dead Spirits lifted his hand for a palm strike, every being within the mortal realm of yin energy mirrored the action.

The Lord of the Dead Spirits' every motion invisibly steered the populace of this entire domain.

Xu Zimei fixated on the incoming palm.

It appeared as a simple strike, yet it silently embodied the collective might of multitudes.

With a resounding "boom."

He swung his blade once more.

The colossal palm met his assault.

Though Xu Zimei found himself at a disadvantage, the Lord of the Dead Spirits couldn't completely subdue or vanquish him.

Such is the nature of clashes between formidable adversaries.

A decisive conclusion cannot be reached in a single breath or after a few exchanges.

Much like the epic confrontation of the True Martial Great Emperor's Heaven Challenge, which still rages on.

The ongoing conflict between Xu Zimei and the Lord of the Dead Spirits is equally destined for a protracted and significant engagement.

...

At this juncture, the pair were locked in a ferocious contest.

Fortunately, this exchange was taking place deep within the Netherworld Realm, quite separate from the world being shaped by the black mist.

Were it otherwise, the entirety of the Netherworld Realm would have been plunged into ruin.

Each maneuver, every strike, tore through the black mist, causing the cosmos to erupt.

In this manner, they battled without pause for an entire month.

The duration of their combat lines stretched to lengths almost beyond comprehension.

Both fighters exhausted their repertoires of techniques.

Xu Zimei deployed all ten of his Divine Methods, even incorporating the Demonic Ten Skills.

Yet, he still couldn't gain the upper hand over the Lord of the Dead Spirits.

Meanwhile, the Lord of the Dead Spirits' world manifested all manner of profound phenomena and employed diverse techniques, but he too failed to defeat Xu Zimei.

They appeared to be perfectly matched.

However, the true competition lay in their reserves and foundational strength.

During the ongoing battle, Xu Zimei's comprehension of the Great Dao not only advanced continuously.

His grasp of his own techniques deepened, becoming increasingly refined and intricate.

The fundamental purpose of combat is to identify overlooked aspects and to introspect.

This is precisely what gives a battle its significance.

Engaging solely in unthinking combat results in no advancements, merely a squandering of precious time after the fight concludes.

...

At this moment, Xu Zimei achieved a novel insight into intertwining the Demonic Ten Skills with the Ten Divine Methods.

Previously, he had contemplated a specific possibility.

Could the ten Divine Methods be unified into a single, cohesive force?

Consider, for instance, the Swastika and the Finger of Heaven-Swallowing Creation.

If the Finger of Heaven-Swallowing Creation could be imprinted with the Swastika, would its potency be amplified by the synergy of two distinct divine techniques?

Now, beyond simply merging the ten Divine Methods, Xu Zimei aimed to combine the Demonic Ten Skills with these divine methods.

With this objective in mind, Xu Zimei commenced his experimentation.

And the Lord of the Dead Spirits served as the perfect subject for these trials.