I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2314 - 2313: Besieging Xu Zimei, Worthless Fools

The Giant Mountain Deity roared in anger.

The fracture of his arm brought him both pain and immense fury.

He turned around to see.

To seek out the true culprit.

Xu Zimei stepped out from the Historiography Hall, wielding the Tyrant Shadow, his gaze steady and his expression indifferent.

"This fish seems to be not big enough," Xu Zimei said calmly.

The Giant Mountain Deity frowned slightly.

Strangely, he had not sensed Xu Zimei's presence earlier; ordinarily, in his perception, everyone else in the Historiography Hall was noticeable.

But as for Xu Zimei, without seeing him with his own eyes, even if Xu Zimei were standing right in front of him, he would remain unnoticed.

This made the Giant Mountain Deity frown slightly.

He disliked things that exceeded his expectations.

He coldly snorted and said indifferently, "Who are you, then?"

"The one who shall cut you down," Xu Zimei replied very calmly.

"Young one, you're causing trouble," the Giant Mountain Deity roared in the face of such provocation.

Though part of the Spirit Clan, he was a Mountain Spirit incarnate.

At this moment, the Giant Mountain Deity roared again and slapped his palm toward Xu Zimei.

This palm was different from the previous one.

The palm wind descended like a mountain, heavy and astonishing.

The surrounding void witnessed countless cracks spreading. This giant palm seemed magnified by hundreds of times as it descended.

Seeing this palm, Xu Zimei raised his eyelids slightly.

He lifted the Tyrant Shadow again, its blade forming a semicircle, directly clashing with the giant palm.

At that moment, with the powerful explosion, all saw yet another massive arm cut off and dropping from the Firmament.

The Giant Mountain Deity's expression turned solemn and fearful.

The surprise came from the fact that he used a significant amount of force in that last strike, unlike before when he underestimated, yet still had an arm severed.

As for the fear, it concerned an unsettling suspicion about Xu Zimei's unfathomable power.

"What's wrong, scared?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Honestly, I am a bit disappointed by the prowess of you Ghost Gods!"

"Kid, don't be too arrogant."

The Giant Mountain Deity coldly snorted.

He ascended into the air, releasing boundless momentum.

Under this surge of aura, he began to transform, akin to a towering mountain.

Xu Zimei merely watched him with an indifferent gaze.

The mountain descended from the sky, aiming to suppress Xu Zimei.

Or rather, not only suppress but also crush Xu Zimei into a paste.

"If the Thousand Calamities Doomsday hadn't gone awry, you mere worthless creatures wouldn't dare rebel."

Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.

"With such limited strength, you aspire to control a domain; I wonder what the logic is."

The next moment, the Tyrant Shadow in Xu Zimei's hand pierced the sky, its tip emanating sharp brilliance.

A 'puff' sound was heard.

The Tyrant Shadow directly pierced through that mountain, penetrating the Giant Mountain Deity's entire form.

A tragic scream followed.

"Fellow Daoists, come and lend me a hand."

The Giant Mountain Deity screamed in panic.

Meanwhile, other Spirits and Ghosts were still engaged in battle with the Mountain Ghosts.

Hearing the Giant Mountain Deity's plea, everyone paused their fighting.

The Lightning Divine Spirit sneered lightly, "Giant Mountain, why are you making such a commotion when there are no strong foes inside the academy?"

"Help me," The Giant Mountain Deity could no longer care about pride.

Once the Tyrant Shadow pierced his body, he realized he was facing a terrifying enemy and could only plead for aid.

The Lightning Divine Spirit frowned slightly.

Upon seeing the Giant Mountain Deity's pitiful state, he instinctively snorted coldly.

His speed was like lightning itself.

A flash of violet light, and in the next moment, he was behind Xu Zimei.

In his right hand, the Thundercloud Storm surged, with endless thunderclaps raging.

A claw aimed at Xu Zimei's heart.

Confident in his unparalleled speed, but the moment he reached for Xu Zimei, Xu Zimei's large hand already gripped his wrist.

"How could this be?"

The Lightning Divine Spirit was shocked, finding it difficult to believe.

Next moment, his wrist was forcefully broken by Xu Zimei.

The pain was insignificant; it was Xu Zimei's strength that caused the Lightning Divine Spirit's complexion to change dramatically.

"How... how could this be?"

"When did the Ghost God Academy have such a powerful expert?" The Ghost Gods exchanged glances.

Then, the nine Mountain Ghosts coldly snorted.

They exchanged glances and said, "Since this lord is making a move, victory is assured, let us stand by and watch."

...…

"Who are you?" Meanwhile, the Azure Ox Ghost Spirit gazed at Xu Zimei, frowning as he asked.

"There's no need to talk about my identity, and for a bunch of weaklings, a group of dying souls, what's there to say?"

Xu Zimei pointed his finger at the others.

Said calmly, "You all come at once, lest you say I bullied you."

"Presumptuous, how dare you be this arrogant," the Obliteration Ghost Spirit said coldly from the side.

Characters inherently volatile, naturally unwilling to speak much.

Ghost Qi spread around him, seemingly endless malevolent ghosts born out of it.

These malevolent ghosts, transformed into a Torrent, rushed to tear Xu Zimei apart.

Yet Xu Zimei did not evade, his gaze remained calm as he aimed the Tyrant Shadow at the Obliteration Ghost Spirit.

The blade discharged Blade Qi akin to the Blade Prison, erupting straight forth.

Like a bolt of lightning, piercing the brow of the Obliteration Ghost Spirit.

"Not good, this person's strength is formidable, avoid solo combat," a Ghost Spirit remarked.

"Let us join forces to battle him; no existence will be our match."

At that moment, all eight Divine Spirits along with eight major Ghost Spirits made their move.

With a Heaven Shaking and Ghost weeping posture, they advanced together on Xu Zimei.

"Should we aid him?" Among the eight Mountain Ghosts, one asked anxiously.

"Unnecessary, this one's prowess surpasses even the Thousand Calamities," explained the Mighty Mountain Ghost.

At this moment, around Xu Zimei, sixteen Ghost Gods attacked simultaneously.

Their mighty power seemed to pierce everything, seeking to utterly annihilate the void.

Yet Xu Zimei remained very composed.

He inserted the Tyrant Shadow into the ground, and at that moment, Blade Intent that could Pierce the Heavens surged upwards.

The Blade Intent churned like Purgatory.

With continuous roars, it transformed into a river of blade energy that could both attack and defend.

Upon encountering the river of blade energy, the power of the sixteen Ghost Gods was entirely obliterated and blocked.

Immediately, centered on Xu Zimei, all the Blade Intent exploded forth.

At that moment, Blade Intent resembled an ocean, the sixteen Ghost Gods mere clippers.

In the ocean, the clippers were tossed about, having no chance to resist.

When the waves of the Blade Intent crashed forth, the turbulent power sought to annihilate everything.

The sixteen Ghost Gods were all blown backwards, their bodies etched with countless blade marks.

Each one was bleeding profusely.

Looking gravely wounded, this made expressions drastically change for the sixteen Ghost Gods.

"Quite a scheme," a Ghost God said.

"Trying to capture us all in one go!"