Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 342 - 222: Demon Night Reemerges, Destruction of the Indestructible

Chapter 342: Chapter 222: Demon Night Reemerges, Destruction of the Indestructible

Thump thump!

Thump thump!

In that instant, the beating of his heart came to a halt.

Yan Fengchun, who had already escaped to the edge in the distance and was regaining his strength, came scrambling without a clear path. He had originally thought that after listening to Jiang Feng’s plan, Lu Luo would choose to act separately from him, each taking a corner, to maximize the distance and buy time.

But when he heard Jin Shan’s maniacal laughter, he realized something was wrong.

Despite rushing over as quickly as possible, he could only watch helplessly as the foot as large as a house stomped down, collapsing the ground and sinking it half a meter deep.

"Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng, stop zoning out and run for it!"

Watching his brother standing there dumbfounded as if he had lost his soul, Yan Fengchun clenched his teeth, took a risk with his life, and lunged forward. He didn’t have much physical strength and spiritual energy left, but as Jiang Feng’s good friend, he was trying his best.

He stepped on the Vajra Umbrella and sped up with the boost of spiritual energy. As he reached out to grab and was about to leave...his entire body lost balance and tumbled to the ground.

"What’s going on?"

His mind was a bit slow to react, not because of being ambushed by Jin Shan—that guy was still incessantly chanting Buddhist scriptures to demonstrate his own might, seemingly very satisfied with the current outcome and Jiang Feng’s reaction.

What bewildered him was that he clearly grabbed Jiang Feng’s arm, intending to take him away, but it was as immovable as if set in stone, not even the clothes showed any response.

He was like a stone pillar buried a hundred feet deep into the ground.

"You motherf—..." In his utmost urgency, he couldn’t care less about gentlemanly demeanor, and once again tried to carry him to escape.

Since Lu Luo had given all her remaining spiritual energy to Jiang Feng, the two of them should be able to hold on for a while longer, perhaps there was a chance they could last until reinforcements arrived.

But, unexpectedly.

"Jiang Feng? Jiang Feng, what the hell are you..."

A strong tremor cut off Yan Fengchun’s swear words as he was sent flying on the spot!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to twist his body mid-air to cushion the landing, rolling for dozens of meters on the ground until he hit a tree to finally come to a stop, dazed and internally injured, his throat sweet with blood about to spew forth.

That one tremor was enough to kill any cultivator below the Core Formation Stage on the spot.

He forced himself to swallow the blood that had reached his mouth and was about to swear when he realized that Jiang Feng might be in a frenzy, willing to risk his life over Lu Luo’s death. But as he looked up...

The anger in his eyes turned into shock, and then into fear.

"What’s that?"

Watching the purple flames burning on the young man’s body, it was a sticky, pitch-dark purple, extravagantly bewitching.

Hatred, anger, resentment, all sorts of negative emotions came flooding in. It was the first time Yan Fengchun had felt such a suffocating pressure, the kind where the other person didn’t have to do anything; just standing there was enough to make one tremble.

And there stood the young man, looking bewildered, only slightly raising his head to look at the mountainous Golden Arhat, raising his arm with an extremely slow speed...

"Come here."

A familiar voice seemed to echo by his ears.

He moved forward, confused, tracing the faint guidance.

"Come here, come here..."

Deep in the Spiritual Energy Lake, that deep and thick bass voice rose from the water, the youngster just stood foolishly on the shore, his expression lost.

Da—

Da—

He swayed towards the surface of the lake, but a last shred of consciousness made him stop at the edge, the waves lapping at his feet, yet he remained standing on the shore.

"Do you hate, do you hate?"

The head of the Serpent emerged completely from the water, its serpent eyes, larger than a human’s, staring straight at the boy on the shore. In that moment, Jiang Feng had an illusion, a sense of déjà vu.

Such scenes seem not to be occurring for the first time.

Thud!

The sole of his foot touches the surface of the lake.

In an instant, the pitch-black Spiritual Energy, as if summoned by its master, becomes ecstatic, frenzied, scrambling to climb onto his body. Yet, Jiang Feng remains indifferent, even revealing a contented expression upon contacting the viscous Spiritual Energy.

It is precisely what he has been longing for in his dreams, the power he needs the most right now.

"Life, death, love, hate, greed, anger, ignorance... All beings have the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, and you and I are no exception."

"Catastrophe strikes suddenly, bloodshed perennially follows, calamity befalls parents, entire families are extinguished, close friends and relatives will inevitably be implicated, beloved ones meet untimely deaths..."

"This is my fate, and it is also yours."

"After obtaining power, how will you deal with this beast that has slaughtered your family and friends?"

The dragon head finally emerges from below the water’s surface, revealing its immense body to the young man. The Spiritual Energy scrambles toward the body, and in that instant, the tightly stretched string in his mind snaps, uncontrollably releasing a howl towards the sky.

Roar!

Roar!!!

"Jiang Feng, what on earth is going on with you?"

Still attempting to awaken his brother, that terrifying roar shockingly sends rocks and trees flying away from him as the epicenter. Even Jin Shan, upon witnessing this scene, can’t help but express his astonishment, followed quickly by madness.

"Good, good, good, Yan Ruyu, you have finally become enraged, you can no longer hide!"

"Could it be this fox spirit has so mesmerized you? It seems I was right to kill her, to kill well indeed, Yan Ruyu, I will let you too taste this unforgettable pain."

"Obey my command!"

The Eight Great Vajra glaring furiously, as if sensing that familiar aura, their bodies, crafted from essence stones, begin to slowly move, exerting their remaining might. They were specially created by Master Guang Xian to suppress and refine the remnants of the Demon Night True Monarch’s body and Divine Soul.

On the day of their creation, even the trace of the Vajra’s Divine Souls were invoked for suppression, attempting to completely refine the malevolent aura from the Demon Lord. This is also why Jin Shan was so confident and fearless.

The Eight Great Vajra attack simultaneously. Jin Shan merely stands atop the head of the Arhat, retreating a hundred meters to watch from a distance. In his eyes, Jiang Feng was as good as dead. Yet before the Arhat could stabilize, an ear-piercing and sharp metallic friction is heard!

Crrrr—

With just one sword strike, the Golden Body shatters, the corpse splits apart, the demon monk falls, the Nascent Soul extinguishes.

Purple Flames burn fiercely, stretching a thousand zhang long, bottomless.

Even the entirety of Fangcun Mountain trembles, the Eight Great Vajra simultaneously wield their Magic Artifacts attempting to suppress him with their power.

Golden ring binds him, restricting him firmly within a range less than three feet. The young man simply clenches his fists, the Purple Flames in his palms turning into a sword blade with a fierce flick. He instantly breaks the golden ring. The Flame Blade dances, without any technique, merely swinging with instinct.

Boom!

The Green Disaster Relief Vajra shatters, snapped at the waist.

Boom!

The White Vajra of Purifying Water shatters, its torso severed.

Boom!

The Sustaining Disaster Vajra shatters, its limbs all gone...

With every sword strike, the destruction of a Vajra statue follows.

The ground cracks open, bottomless, Fangcun Mountain is at the brink of peril. Yet, in this chaos, a surviving man risks his life stepping forward, seemingly searching for the body of his sect sister.

Whether it’s intentional or unintentional, Jiang Feng has from start to finish not affected that area at all.

"Kill!"

The Eight Great Vajra are utterly eradicated, followed by the young man’s roar, his hands plunging into the ground. The earth trembles and tears apart, eight purple-black Sword Qi rising to the sky. Just one strike!

An entire Grotto Heaven vanishes from this world, the Earth-rank Magical Treasure reduced to a pile of rubble, losing its luster completely...