I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 965 - 964 Chief Shuo, The Truth Behind Form Blood Space

Xu Zimei stared at the old man in the red robe,

whose presence felt boundless and endless, majestic and overwhelming.

Clad in a red robe, he stood quietly in front of the caravan, his face heavily made up.

His stature was short, around one and a half meters.

At that moment, he was grinning at Xu Zimei with a smile.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimei frowned and asked.

"May I have a private word with the young master?" the old man in the red robe asked with a smile.

Xu Zimei pondered and looked at the caravan, then finally nodded slightly.

He followed behind the old man, moving as fleet as a flying eagle, climbing up the rocky wall.

In a matter of seconds, he had leaped onto the cliff and stood atop a precipice.

A cold wind suddenly picked up, rustling his clothes.

"Before introducing myself, I’d like to ask the young master a question," the old man in the red robe said with kind eyes and a gentle smile.

"How have you found your days in the Form Blood Space?"

"There hasn’t been much to notice," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

"You’re speaking against your heart," the old man in the red robe said with a smile.

"If you had rejected that girl just now, I would not have appeared, and I would have let you continue to observe this Form Blood Space.

But since you helped her onto the carriage, I decided to come out."

"This is the Form Blood Space?" Xu Zimei looked at the other, speaking calmly.

"Why is it different from what I know?"

"Come with me to a place, and when you get there, you’ll know everything," the old man in the red robe said.

He stretched out his right hand and directly tore through the void in front of him.

Through the void, Xu Zimei sensed the presence of a teleportation array.

He did not hesitate and followed him in.

His body began to feel weightless, and as the spatial wall shattered several times over, it finally came to a stop.

Xu Zimei opened his eyes to see the world before him, a boundless Sea of Blood thickly flowing all around.

Filthy, blood-red.

The Sea of Blood roared, the world was a sea of red, and it seemed like countless eyes from within the sea were looking over, carrying a powerful force.

Xu Zimei turned to look, feeling as if he was in the middle of an ocean of blood. In an instant, he was submerged and lost himself in this world.

"Is this the real Form Blood Space?" he asked, looking toward the old man in the red robe.

"Let me introduce myself, I’m the Clan Leader of the Form Blood Clan, with the single name Shuo," the old man in the red robe said with a light laugh.

"You may call me Chief Shuo."

Xu Zimei also repeated his own name, then asked, "If this place is the Form Blood Space, then what was that world just now?"

Compared with the Sea of Blood before his eyes, the previous world was undoubtedly the difference between heaven and Hell.

"Look over there."

Following the direction pointed out by the old man in the red robe, Xu Zimei saw a blood-colored sphere floating in the void.

The sphere was radiating a familiar power.

Xu Zimei walked into the sphere and was astonished to find it was a small world.

Everything he had just been part of was within this small world, while from outside, one could clearly observe the movements of the people inside.

The area of the small world was medium-sized.

He even saw the previous caravan. Han Yanrou was asleep in the carriage.

"I don’t quite understand," Xu Zimei looked at the red-robed elder, inquiring.

"Before you came to the Form Blood Space, what would you think of when you hear about the Form Blood Beast?" Chief Shuo asked with a smile.

Xu Zimei frowned slightly; he had made thorough preparations before entering the Form Blood Space.

Here should be a Sea of Blood, with the savage Form Blood Clan hidden within, and an inevitable Heaven Shaking battle.

That was the preparation he made before entering, but after arriving, he found everything was different.

"When people think of the Form Blood Clan, they always think of the strong and ferocious monsters at the end of the Mythical Era,"

the red-robed elder sighed softly.

"At first, the Holy Master intended to annihilate our Form Blood Clan. We pleaded desperately, and finally, the Holy Master declared that heaven has the virtue of cherishing life.

So, he gave our clan one chance but suppressed us here."

Listening to the red-robed elder, Xu Zimei didn’t interrupt.

He wasn’t very clear about the secrets of that era; probably only those who had experienced it themselves understood.

But he wouldn’t believe all that the elder said either.

"Back when we were newly suppressed, many in our clan were very irritable, all intent on breaking the seal.

Unfortunately, how majestic the Holy Master was, and how could we compare with him?" the red-robed elder said with a wry smile.

"Ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, countless millennia have passed, and as time went by, the malice in our hearts lessened.

We no longer long for anything else, just to live freely like other races."

Saying this, Chief Shuo looked at Xu Zimei, inquired, "Do you understand? Only after you truly experience it will you realize that freedom is more intoxicating than any imperial ambitions."

"Then what’s the deal with this small world?" Xu Zimei inquired.

"Whether right or wrong, the events of that era should be borne by us old fellows.

Yet the younger generation is innocent; they shouldn’t be involved."

Chief Shuo said with sorrow, "The moment they are born, it’s as if they are sentenced to death.

Condemned here for eternity, facing the Sea of Blood day in and day out.

Some clan members could not bear the burden and eventually chose suicide.

We had no choice but to use ten thousand years of time and finally created this small world, a world resembling the outside world.

Those newly born clan members are sent inside; this world was created for the descendants."

By this point, Xu Zimei finally understood.

Whether it was Han Yanrou or her brothers Han Shengxiao, or that village, as well as the Dark Kingdom, and even more distant lands.

All these people have no memory of the Sea of Blood, they were sent here at birth.

In this life, they live in a world made up of well-intentioned lies.

They don’t have to suffer the torment and pain of the Sea of Blood, but spend their lives in this small world, peacefully, through birth, aging, sickness, and death.

This is also the greatest help the Form Blood Clan could offer their descendants.

"So, when I just came to this small world, you discovered me," Xu Zimei inquired.

"Yes, but we didn’t disturb you; instead, we wanted you to experience this world,"

Chief Shuo did not deny but explained directly.

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"We Form Blood Beasts are actually not so different from your human race or other races.

They too are girls with tender feelings, brothers with warm hearts, women who plea desperately to save their children.

There’s no difference, they are not evil; there’s no need to look at us with strange eyes to understand us."

"You’ve done so much, and told me so much, but in the end, there’s still one goal,"

Xu Zimei said with a light laugh, "To have me break the seal and help you leave this place."

"If indeed someone must pay for past mistakes, and if the countless years of this seal are still not enough to atone.

Then we old fellows are willing to bear it."