Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 514 Taking Out The Trumps Card

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Previously on Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!...
Chong Sheng lay defeated and helpless, filled with regret over unfinished vengeance, especially against Bai Zihan who approached to end him. A massive Heavenly Tribulation suddenly formed in the sky, targeting Bai Zihan for breaking the Heavenly Vow. Bai Zihan withstood the first two devastating lightning strikes using advanced sword techniques and a defensive artifact, sustaining minor injuries while absorbing some pure tribulation qi, as Chong Sheng watched with exhilarated laughter. The third bolt, far stronger, began its descent.

The heavens cracked open.

Rumble-!!!

Down came the third bolt.

However, this occasion—

Proved entirely distinct.

Lightning ceased to mimic an ordinary strike.

Rather, a towering beam of retribution plunged.

Destruction compressed to utmost density, warping and shaking nearby space.

Instantly upon manifesting, every bit of space, void included, quivered.

Chong Sheng's face drained of color.

Pupils contracted into needles.

(T-this...!)

Now he perceived it sharply.

Power in that blow had surged to Immortal Ascension Realm's summit.

No—

Nearing Earth Immortal Realm's edge even.

Throat parched dry.

Back in his former life—

Unprepared, he'd never confront such force directly.

What about Bai Zihan?

Simply a Void Refinement Realm cultivator, no chance to ready himself.

Could he endure it?

Bai Zihan's gaze intensified.

Seriousness etched fully on his features.

This blow demanded full confrontation; no room for ease.

Primordial Chaos Body or not, he knew direct hit meant instant death.

Sword hilt clenched tighter.

Sword Intent exploded forth.

Surrounding air warped chaotically.

"Fate Severing Slash!"

His shout echoed.

He slashed.

No reserves held; Intermediate Sword Intent bolstered the strike fully.

Blade rent the atmosphere.

A fearsome arc of might burst free.

No glow.

No howl.

Yet everywhere it swept—

Space cracked open.

As though reality sundered.

Forces clashed anew.

BOOOOOOM-!!!

World detonated.

Shockwave ravaged outward, leveling all ahead.

Distant peaks shuddered.

Sky alternated blinding light and pitch black.

Briefly, it resembled Earth Immortals clashing.

Chong Sheng swallowed hard.

Ice-cold sweat soaked his back.

(He...!)

Now conviction struck him.

Priorly, Bai Zihan restrained himself.

Facing him—

Not even half power unleashed.

Spine chilled deeply.

Yet greater shock eclipsed it.

Utter incredulity!

(A Void Refinement Realm?)

How could such realm wield that might?

Logic shattered.

All knowledge defied.

Gaze fixed on the clash site.

Anticipating!

Awaiting—

Victor's emergence.

Blast gradually subsided.

Dust cleared.

Amidst it—

One silhouette endured.

Bai Zihan!

Upright still.

Though damaged.

Blood trickled from his arm.

Robes shredded in spots.

Body marked by wounds.

Some light.

Others severe.

Blood seeped steadily.

Chiefly surface harm.

No lethal blows.

He breathed out steadily.

Provided escape from here alive, such wounds posed no threat.

Gaze rose skyward once more.

Then features hardened faintly.

Clouds lingered undissolved.

Darker, denser, fiercer even.

Rumble-!!!

Skies thundered anew.

Pressure mounted further.

Chong Sheng's visage gleamed with thrill.

"It's not over!"

Heaven seemed determined to slay Bai Zihan this day.

Fourth bolt brewed.

Even Bai Zihan reacted now.

Brow furrowed, tongue clicked in vexation.

"Come on!!"

Tone laced with uncommon frustration.

"This is getting ridiculous..."

Eyes stayed riveted upward.

"How long is this supposed to go on?"

Intent on pounding till death?

Excessive even for him.

Rumble-!!!

Heaven refused to relent.

Clouds roiled like crumbling realms, lightning layers twisting like vital serpents.

Then fourth bolt initiated descent.

Unlike prior—

Not instant drop.

Instead amassed, squeezed tighter.

Into horror beyond measure.

Chong Sheng's breath caught.

Eyes bulged in shock.

(T-this...!)

Pressure alone would pulverize him standing.

Prone on ground, frame shook wildly.

"This... is already at the level of an Earth Immortal..."

Voice rasped out.

Surpassed even Mo Zun's prior assault on Bai Zihan.

Something no Earth Immortal escaped unharmed.

Yet—

Targeted at Bai Zihan.

A Void Refinement Realm cultivator.

Chong Sheng gaped mutely.

Wordless!

Bai Zihan held firm under the skies.

Casual air vanished from his look.

This blow, met directly now, spelled certain death.

Undeniably.

Primordial Chaos Body possessed boundaries.

Breath released gradually.

Eyes honed razor-sharp. "Since you want to go this far..."

Faint, perilous grin formed.

"Then I'll also need to take out my trump cards..."

Aura transformed.

"Heaven's Mandate Reversal Technique!" Boom-!!!

Monstrous qi burst from within.

Cultivation escalated.

From Void Refinement—

Soared beyond bounds.

Great Ascension Realm!

Air blasted away.

Ground underfoot crumbled more.

Radiating pressure wholly altered.

Chong Sheng's pupils constricted sharply.

(W-what...?!) Thoughts blanked briefly.

That method—recognized.

(Similar to... Blood Fiend Ascension?!) Yet differed.

No blood essence ignition.

No lifespan drain.

Far milder penalty than his Blood Fiend Ascension.

Bai Zihan lifted sword deliberately.

Sword Intent welled fiercer—elevated cultivation fueling it—

Absolute dominion intensified.

Overhead—

Fourth bolt plunged at last.

BOOOOOOM-!!!

Sky fractured as immense lightning ripped downward.

Beyond mere lightning—

Judgment made flesh.

Bai Zihan remained motionless.

From prior clash, he understood doubled speed wouldn't evade Heavenly Tribulation.

Single option existed.

Confront directly.

Grip firmed.

Aura rampaged.

All qi inside thundered alive, cycling madly.

Sword Intent detonated.

Keener than ever. "Fate Severing Slash!" Shout resounded again.

Space ahead tore as attack arc rocketed up,

smashing headlong into plummeting heavenly bolt. BOOOOOOOOOOM-!!!

Collision apocalyptic.

Light devoured all. Beneath Bai Zihan, earth vaporized.

Nearby terrain caved as shockwaves surged like tempests.

Sky quaked.

Earth heaved. Space ripped.

Momentarily—

Forces balanced.

But fleetingly.

Crack-!!!

Bai Zihan's face tensed.

The lightning—

Persisted.

Pierced through.

Barreled downward.

Overpowering, merciless.

Fate Severing Slash—disintegrated.

Shattered.

Residual Heavenly Tribulation force crashed down.

And impacted.

BOOM-!!!

Lightning column swallowed Bai Zihan whole.

World hushed.

Thunder's savage crackle alone endured.

Light dimmed gradually. Lightning scattered.

Bai Zihan persisted upright.

Condition gravely worsened though.

Charred patches marred flesh. Faint smoke curled from skin. Fresh scars etched body.

Blood trailed arm languidly.

Breaths came labored now.

Still—

He stood.

Breathing.

Yet Bai Zihan sensed the shift acutely.

Gaze dropped faintly.

Surveying body wounds. (These injuries...)

Uncommon nature.

Despite physique—despite regeneration—

Healing lagged painfully.

As though residue infested them.

Eyes narrowed.

(It's similar...)

To wounds from Bai Clan's Saint-Grade Sword.

Struck by it, recovery faltered regardless of prowess.

Above, clouds still boiled.

Refusing scatter. Seeming unsatisfied.

As if insufficient.

Bai Zihan raised head anew.

Stare pierced heavens.

Icy, defiant.

"Still not done? Looks like you are hell bent on killing me!"