I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2315 - 2314: The Ghost Gods Perish, the Three-Headed Six-Armed Monster

Although it's true, the Thousand Calamities Doomsday is indeed injured, this cannot be denied.

The battle has been ongoing until now, and the Thousand Calamities Doomsday still hasn't appeared, everyone isn't foolish.

If the Thousand Calamities Doomsday wasn't truly injured, he would have definitely come forward to resolve everything.

Therefore, the judgment of the Ghost Gods wasn't wrong, but they missed one point.

That is the existence of Xu Zimei.

There was no prior information about Xu Zimei, not even intelligence, he can be said to have appeared abruptly.

After appearing like this, it caught the sixteen Ghost Gods off guard, even making them unable to resist.

"Everyone, use the trump card we prepared before, otherwise today we can't make a deal," the Lightning Divine Spirit said.

The Ghost Gods exchanged glances.

The next moment, sixteen people began forming hand seals, starting to gather with the same marks.

"What are they doing?" The nine Mountain Ghosts frowned slightly, appearing to not understand the methods of these people.

Although Xu Zimei couldn't understand, he could also sense some things.

The marks in their hands share the same root, like a split piece of jade, now gathering together.

The Spirit Clan shares the same root, and although their cultivated technique belongs to the Ghost and God's series, it also sprang from the same foundational fruit.

This time, the attack of sixteen Ghost Gods on the Ghost God Academy, apart from their formidable strength, they actually prepared their ace.

That is the ability for the sixteen to fuse into one.

At this moment, accompanied by the marks gathering together, the sixteen transformed into streams of azure gas.

"Stop them quickly," the Mountain Ghosts shouted.

Yet, Xu Zimei remained calm, speaking indifferently, "What's the rush, let them fuse, what can they really do."

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The aura on the bodies of the sixteen grew increasingly potent.

That formidable power churned the heavens and clouds.

With divine power and ghost power, it embodied a form of fusion between gods and ghosts.

The ancestor of the Spirit Clan split the cultivation technique into two, diverging in different directions, ultimately forming two races of Ghost and God.

Later, the Ghost Gods continued creating, enabling Ghost God Method to merge into one.

It is said to be the trend of separation eventually leading to union.

When the sixteen fused into one, the brilliance of fusion over the sky flourished immensely.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

A terrifying presence seemed to awaken.

A colossal entity descended from the sky.

With a "boom" sound.

The huge body landed, as if causing an earthquake.

The ground formed a deep pit, countless cracks spreading in all directions.

Xu Zimei raised his head to look at this colossal entity.

It was a three-headed six-armed monster.

Extremely hideous, resembling creatures from the Cthulhu Mythos.

Rather disgusting and savage.

The monster's body was covered with sticky liquid forms.

But when it roared, its sound was hoarse and piercing.

"Young man, you're doomed this time," the monster said in human language with a cold tone.

First, it shot two grey corrosive rays directly from its eyes.

Next, from within its mouth, with each breath, storms gathered, sand flew and stones moved, annihilating all.

Moreover, its three heads could simultaneously amplify attacks.

Its six arms, each equipped with different weapons.

But when it attacked Xu Zimei, it could be said to be an onslaught of myriad strikes all at once.

Xu Zimei rose mid-air.

The Tyrant Shadow in his hand soared across, its blade intent domineering and ceaseless.

All the monster's attacks were annihilated upon collision with Xu Zimei's blade intent.

Xu Zimei's speed was swift, and the blade intent in his hand even faster.

With one slash, lightning and thunder filled the heavens, Blade Prison struck like a force that razed down everything.

Yet the monster did not hurry, as between its three brows emerged an eye each.

Three eyes shot out a petrifying ray.

The ray landed on Xu Zimei, instantly freezing him entirely.

"Young man, I have awaited you for long enough."

The monster mocked coldly.

It seemed to have predicted that Xu Zimei would come wielding a blade.

Watching the petrified Xu Zimei, the monster was confident, opened its huge mouth, with its mouth oozing sticky liquid, intending to completely corrode Xu Zimei.

"You seem to be happy too soon," a calm voice sounded.

Cracks began to form around the petrification.

Then suddenly, in an astonishing explosion.

Countless debris flew about, and Xu Zimei's Heaven Shaking blade intent tirelessly surged forth, piercing the heavens.

"How could…" the monster exclaimed.

This petrifying ray was extremely powerful, capable of freezing everything.

Yet it never imagined, on Xu Zimei, it failed.

Having seen the blade intent crash down like an ocean or prison, the monster seemed completely startled.

It was directly split into two by a single slash.

The monster was divided in two, yet no blood sprayed from its body, instead, numerous sticky liquid continuously surged.

"Young man, you cannot kill me, Gods-Ghost One Body, we are undying,"

the monster kept boasting.

Continuously roaring.

Its three heads and six arms ceaselessly resisted, its hands erupting with a terrifying momentum.

Yet Xu Zimei merely sneered.

Speaking, "Only fools believe in immortality, no matter how strong the existence, it is merely longevity."

"In this world, how can there be such a thing as eternal life?"

As Xu Zimei's words fell, in his Tyrant Shadow, within the powerful blade intent, emerged an aura of the Great Dao.

After these sixteen Ghost Gods fused, indeed there were some things, they comprehended fusion power related to the Great Dao.

The strength of the Great Dao naturally requires the Great Dao for its destruction.

The Tyrant Shadow in Xu Zimei's hand grew fiercer.

The boundless blade intent penetrated deeper into the monster's body, continuously stirring its organs, annihilating its Divine Soul and Great Dao.

Initially, these Ghost Gods hadn't realized something was amiss.

They assumed themselves to possess undying bodies.

But when the vital force within was being slowly worn away.

The Ghost Gods finally recognized the terror.

They roared, trying to escape, but it was already too late.

To survive, the Ghost Gods attempted to disintegrate.

It is said that when disaster strikes, everyone flees individually.

No one cared, they all began fleeing for their lives.

But how could Xu Zimei allow them as they wished?

Xu Zimei's blade intent split, the infinite blade intent twisted and enveloped the entire void.

Next came the fearful screams of the Ghost Gods.

"Sir, we were blind, we hope you spare us."

"We are willing to submit to you, from now on, this Ghost God Realm will only follow your commands."

"Sir, spare us, we won't dare again."

The Ghost Gods began to beg for mercy, but the blade intent in Xu Zimei's hand grew stronger.

"Answer me one last question," Xu Zimei asked indifferently.