I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1385 - 1384 Heavenly Emperor, Soaring Emperor

The throne was shrouded in Immortal Qi.

It faced away from the crowd, with the figure seated atop it obscured, unable to be seen clearly.

Only from the outline of its back could one judge.

He upheld the Firmament with his shoulders, and tread upon the earth with his feet.

It seemed all of existence centered around him.

Just a glimpse of his back was enough to make one tremble.

Suddenly, no one dared look directly, instead, a feeling of reverence and submission arose.

"The ruler of the Heavenly Court, a dominion over the Holy Court for three million years.

A man who once commanded the Nine Domains," someone whispered.

Though he could not match the Holy Ancestor, nor be compared to the Immortal Lord.

But the Holy Ancestor and Immortal Lord, after all, remained hidden from the world.

Many things were left unchecked.

Only this ruler of the Heavenly Court is the visible steward.

The Holy Court had grown increasingly strong under his hand for three million years, and he was indeed indispensable.

...

The appearance of the ruler of the Heavenly Court in the mortal world, this hadn’t happened for countless years.

He sat overseeing the Heavenly Court, gazing down at the Nine Domains.

Even Situ Yun showed a slight distaste in expression, responding, "I wonder what the Heavenly Emperor seeks from me?"

"Withdraw your Sun Palace from this affair, and my Holy Court owes you a great favor," a majestic voice rang out.

"In the future, should any need arise, the Holy Court will not shirk.

If my Holy Court governs the era of the Nine Domains, a piece of pure land can be reserved for your Sun Palace."

Upon hearing the words of the ruler of the Heavenly Court, everyone’s hearts were struck with apprehension.

This promise is quite substantial.

It’s not just a favor.

Even in the future, when the Holy Court rules the entire Nine Domains, other forces would either perish or submit.

Yet the Sun Palace may maintain its independence.

This sort of request, the Holy Court would never concede to.

Indeed, throughout all these years, the Holy Court has never compromised.

But now, the time has come.

The Holy Court actively sought goodwill.

All for killing Xu Zimei and exterminating the Demon Race.

"I was wondering who it was, Wang Buxiu," the Crimson Blade Bull Demon lifted his head, sneering coldly.

"Back in the day chased across the Nine Domains by our Demon Race’s Heavenly Demon Protector.

Like a dog without a home.

Have you forgotten that terror?"

The Crimson Blade Bull Demon had experienced the Demon Overlord Era.

Thus, he naturally recognized the ruler of the Heavenly Court.

His real name is Wang Buxiu, but few in this world dare to call him by name now.

Everyone respectfully addressed him as the Heavenly Emperor.

Back then, Wang Buxiu was not the Heavenly Emperor, during the battle between the Demon Race and the Holy Court, he was exceptionally valiant.

Later garnering the attention of the Demon Race.

It’s said that the Demon Lord directly dispatched the Heavenly Demon Protector to chase him through heaven and earth.

Ultimately, it required intervention from the Holy Ancestor to halt the battle.

That was also the most disgraceful event in the Heavenly Emperor’s life.

No one dared to mention that battle.

However, upon hearing the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s words, the Heavenly Emperor’s gaze remained calm, he simply replied indifferently, "The present Demon Race is but an ant crawling beneath heaven and earth.

Not even worthy for me to speak."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.

And said, "If I resolve to kill you, believe me, not even the Holy Ancestor could save you.

You simply are unworthy."

Xu Zimei was correct, the opponent was not worthy of him deploying the powers of the Demon Lord.

The Heavenly Emperor’s expression remained unchanged, neither pleased nor angry.

At least outsiders could not discern his emotions from his appearance.

He turned his gaze to Situ Yun, asking, "How about my previous proposition?

If you cannot decide, you may convey this offer back to the Sun Palace."

"Heavenly Emperor, say no more.

There’s no possibility of negotiation on today’s matters.

The same is true, the Lotus Pond Secluded Path is the territory of the Sun Palace," Situ Yun shook his head.

It was clear he was determined to protect Xu Zimei.

"If so, then let there be battle," the Heavenly Emperor wasted no more words.

With a wave of his right hand, a decree appeared in the midst of heaven and earth.

Like an imperial edict.

This was the decree of the Heavenly Emperor.

Few dared oppose the decree across the Nine Domains.

On the decree, there was only the character "execute," vivid red and imposing.

As the decree descended, it directly entangled with Immortal Qi, transforming mid-air into an Immortal Blade.

The Immortal Blade was like a razor-sharp edge, void was like tofu before it.

Just a glance at the fierce blade was enough to make one fearful, hair standing on end.

Even a chill at the back of the head, extremely terrifying.

The Immortal Blade directly slashed towards Xu Zimei.

With an unparalleled stance.

At this moment, Bloody Pupil Situ scoffed coldly, reaching with his right hand towards the Immortal Blade.

"Situ Yun, your opponent is me," the Heavenly Burial Mage blocked before him.

Seeing a slash coming directly upon him.

Bai Meng and others hurried forward to obstruct it, but were stopped by Xu Zimei.

"No need, let it come," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"If this blade strikes, I fear the Sun Palace will lose all prestige.

Your Sun Palace should not have only brought this few today."

As Xu Zimei’s words ended, only a "boom" was heard.

A bolt of lightning and thunder struck down impartial from the void.

This lightning thunder struck directly upon the Immortal Blade.

With a "boom," the Immortal Blade was bent, narrowly missing Xu Zimei as it landed beside him.

It was just close enough to cut him.

Upon closer inspection, one would find the lightning and thunder was not actual thunder.

But an arrow.

A purple arrow shot from ten thousand miles away.

"Who dares defy the imperial decree?" a voice of the Holy Elder echoed.

Seeming very angry.

Everyone felt something, turning their gaze towards the edge of the Firmament.

It was a man.

A man bearing a quiver, holding a bow across the realms, stepping forward one step at a time.

His gaze was as sharp as an arrow.

As if all matter converged at a single point.

Especially his formidable aura, like an arrow freshly released from its string.

Threatening to break the bow and release the arrow at any moment.

No one else spoke, except Xu Zimei who furrowed his brows slightly.

And softly said, "Soaring Emperor."

Baili Feiyang.

The founder of the Baili Family on the Yuan Central Continent.

Previous family of Baili Xiao.

Eventually, that child was destroyed by himself.

Now, meeting the family’s ancestor here is inevitably awkward.

The Soaring Emperor had already ascended to become a Holy King.

His formidable aura causing all to view him with admiration.

Great emperors of the Yuan Central Continent were never mediocre.

Even in the Nine Domains, remained astonishing and formidable, becoming a central force in these domains.

"From your Sun Palace?" Xu Zimei turned and asked Murong Qing.

"Yes," Murong Qing did not conceal.

The Immortal Blade was struck down, causing the Heavenly Emperor some displeasure.

Scoffing, he said, "Your Sun Palace has grown more impudent over the years."

"Heavenly Emperor, please withdraw," the Soaring Emperor stepped forward, gently said.

"Once the Holy Ancestor was also kind to your Yuan Central Continent," the Heavenly Emperor replied.

"I didn’t expect not one emperor from your Yuan Central Continent was willing to join the Holy Court over the years."

His tone was peculiar, its meaning unclear.

Only the Soaring Emperor’s gaze remained calm.

He spoke no words, awaiting the Heavenly Emperor’s next words.

But the Heavenly Emperor remained silent as Immortal mist enveloped him, his figure gradually disappearing.

"Demon Lord, we shall meet again."