I Truly Am The Villian
Chapter 1253: 1252 - Decayed Immortal Ancestor, Discussing Heaven Challenge, Ultimate Battle

Chapter 1253: Chapter 1252 – Decayed Immortal Ancestor, Discussing Heaven Challenge, Ultimate Battle

“What test?” Xu Zimei frowned and asked.

“The qualification to meet the Ancestor, it’s the Ancestor’s instruction. You can directly ask the Ancestor,” one of the elders said.

He waved his hand, and Xu Zimei looked up, only to see a storm of Spiritual Energy beginning to gather in the firmament.

A series of Azure Cloud Ladders was constructed in the void.

They stretched from low to high, extending towards the Void Gate in the sky.

Under everyone’s gaze, Xu Zimei, dressed in a black robe, slowly stepped onto the Azure Cloud Ladder.

The figure disappeared directly into the Void Gate, and all the Azure Cloud Ladders shattered, disappearing into the void.

……

“Better to die among flowers and wine than to bow before chariots and horses,” inside the Void Gate was a sea of flowers, where a man in a white robe, holding a jar of wine, wandered through the floral sea.

He looked young, with long hair falling from his temples, delicate features, and a handsome face.

“Are you the one who killed the Immortal Emperor?” The man in white looked at Xu Zimei, took a sip of wine, and asked.

“Yes,” Xu Zimei nodded, then took a deep breath and said.

“The flowers are fragrant, but they can’t conceal the smell of decay from your body.”

“Yes, the flowers are fragrant, but where in the world is true immortality?” The man in white sighed.

He said, “This is already my thirtieth thousand body, and now even my Divine Soul is beginning to decay.”

“You’ve lived long enough,” Xu Zimei said.

“From the Middle Ages to now, how many in the world can claim such?” the man in white laughed.

“But I’m still not satisfied.”

“Why did you seek me out?” Xu Zimei frowned and asked.

“Just for the death of the Immortal Emperor?”

The man in white didn’t speak. He paced along the path in the flowers, walking deeper in.

Xu Zimei followed behind him. Wherever they passed, flowers bloomed, competing in their splendor.

Amidst the flowers, colorful creatures resembling butterflies danced gracefully.

The two finally arrived in front of a wooden house.

The man in white pointed to the firmament, and suddenly a sun appeared in the sky.

The glowing rays illuminated the surroundings, and the afterglow fell, exceptionally brilliant and beautiful.

“Is it beautiful?” the man in white smiled and said.

“How long has it been since you saw such a scene in the Ghost God Realm?”

Because the Ghost God Realm lacks a sun, except for a sliver of slanted sunlight over King’s City, no light is seen here all year round.

So, even the image of dusk is a luxury for countless people.

“What do you want to say?” Xu Zimei stopped and asked.

“I’m dying soon,” the man in white said.

“Without me, it would be even more difficult for the Immortal Clan to return to the Heaven Extreme Realm.”

The man in white paused for a moment, then continued: “So before I die, I must lead the Immortal Clan to the pinnacle.

The Wang Family was originally our target to support, elevating them to become the number one force in the Ghost God Realm.

Then gather strength, and again strike at the Heaven Extreme Realm.”

“And then?” Xu Zimei asked.

“A mud wall can’t support itself. I later found out that the Wang Family had no qualification to be our target, so I gave up on them.

Only the Immortal Emperor continued to support the Wang Family, hoping for some results,” the man in white explained again.

“Whether you killed the Immortal Emperor or destroyed the Wang Family, it doesn’t matter.

I sought you because I saw potential for investment in you.”

Xu Zimei instinctively wanted to refuse, but then he remembered the words of the elder at the Old Monarch Temple.

His enemy was the entire heavens and earth, for that final battle, he must gather all forces and use everyone available.

“How do you plan to invest?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Join our Immortal Clan, and we shall revive this lineage together,” the man in white smiled and said.

As he spoke, he coughed a few times. Although no blood appeared, his face instantly aged several years.

“Join you?” Xu Zimei laughed and shook his head, replying.

“No, I have a better suggestion. Would you like to hear it?”

“Let’s hear it,” the man in white said as he sat on the stone bench in front of the wooden house, curiously asking.

“I will lead your Immortal Clan out of the Ghost God Realm to the Heaven Extreme Realm, and you will listen to my commands henceforth,” Xu Zimei said.

“That’s quite a joke,” the man in white apparently didn’t take it seriously, shaking his head with a chuckle.

“Is it funny?” Xu Zimei snapped his fingers.

Bai Meng, the Seven-faced Demon General, including the Crimson Blade Bull Demon, three Great Saints emerged from the Divine Continent.

The majestic might of the Great Saints filled the entire void.

The three seemed to come from ancient times, their heavy and formidable aura suppressing the entire void.

The man in white was startled, instantly standing up from the stone bench.

“If you treat my words as a joke, then pretend I said nothing,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Who are you?

From the ten great families, or the Holy Court? Judging by their Demonic Qi, are they from the Catastrophe Demon Domain?” the man in white speculated and said.

“None of those, consider it a return of an old acquaintance, I don’t belong to this world,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Why would someone with your ability, followed by three Great Saints, take an interest in our Immortal Clan?” the man in white asked.

Indeed, their Immortal Clan was decent, with dozens of Great Emperors, and he himself was also a Great Saint.

But compared to Xu Zimei, there was still a significant gap.

Great Emperors and Great Saints are two entities that can never be equated.

“I need more strength, this is far from enough,” Xu Zimei said.

“Perhaps they aren’t strong enough now, but there’s still time, time for them to grow strong.”

“What exactly do you want to do?” the man in white asked.

“Heaven Challenge, the ultimate battle,” Xu Zimei replied word by word.

The man in white was stunned for a moment, instinctively feeling that Xu Zimei was joking.

But looking at his gaze, he found it impossible to laugh.

This person is crazy, a madman who hides his madness.

Not to mention Great Saints, even more powerful Dao Fruit Powerhouses wouldn’t dare speak of a Heaven Challenge in the ultimate battle.

There have been seven Heaven Challenges in history, yet none have ever succeeded.

Countless figures of historical fame and legends spanning millennia have perished on that path.

“You might think it’s absurd, no one would believe it,” Xu Zimei smiled and said.

“But, that’s how I’ve said it, does your Immortal Clan wish to follow?”

“I can follow you in the Heaven Challenge, I’m already a dying man, there’s nothing to fear.

But I can’t gamble with the fate of the entire race,” the man in white shook his head and said.

“Think about it, if we win, you can achieve everything you’ve ever dreamed of,” Xu Zimei said.

“It’s impossible to win,” the man in white kept shaking his head.

“Cultivation is already a path of defying fate,” Xu Zimei said.

However, before he could finish, he was interrupted by the man in white.

“That’s a different matter, I defy my own fate, but not to change the heavens.

The two cannot be compared.”