I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1043 - 1042 Lan Ke’er, Mufu Mountain

Chapter 1043 -1042 Lan Ke’er, Mufu Mountain

As the Heavenly Gate above his head was gradually opened, an even more dazzling light shone down from within.

“Everyone, please,” Xu Zimei said softly, stepping into the air and looking around.

The Divine Emperor took the lead, flying first toward the Heavenly Gate.

Followed by some people whom Xu Zimei did not recognize, but who also wished to ascend to the Heaven Beyond Heavens, heading towards the Heavenly Gate.

To enter the Heavenly Gate, one must at the very least be Stepping into Immortality.

Otherwise, one’s own body simply cannot withstand the tearing between two worlds.

“Young Master Xu, then let’s meet again in the Heaven Beyond Heavens,” Miss Jing said with a smile, her figure disappearing into the Heavenly Gate.

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And there was Lin Ruhu, who looked at Xu Zimei and said, “Brother Zimo, when I get there, I want to train alone.”

“Did the elder give you the True Martial Token?” Xu Zimei asked.

“He did,” Lin Ruhu nodded.

“If there is a True Martial Holy Sect in that world, let’s reconvene there,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

Once entering the Heaven Beyond Heavens, everyone’s teleportation destination was different.

It was essentially random teleportation.

There was a one in a billion chance that two people could be teleported together.

But the nine domains of the Heaven Beyond Heavens are merely a Mortal Domain, massively vast, so don’t even think about such occurrences.

Watching everyone go to the Heaven Beyond Heavens, Xu Zimei did not enter; he still stood in the void, waiting.

No one knew what he was waiting for.

After a while, as the sunset faded and the sunlight from the Heavenly Gate grew dimmer, it seemed to show signs of closing.

“Looks like she didn’t come after all,” he sighed.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, as if sensing something, his gaze suddenly turned to the north.

A figure was seen slowly stepping out of the void.

She wore a blue long robe, embroidered with several bunches of lavender.

The robe was specially tailored at the collar, her long black hair was draped behind her, braided into several small braids.

Her cool demeanor was even more captivating.

A Azure Sword hung at her waist.

The figure of Lan Ke’er stopped in front of Xu Zimei, that faint lavender scent diffusing around.

Neither of them spoke first.

Lan Ke’er extended her right hand and threw an object to Xu Zimei, then stepped towards the Heavenly Gate.

Xu Zimei did not call out to Lan Ke’er; he knew she still could not let go.

He sympathized deeply; he had killed her whole family.

He could understand.

In her past life, she abandoned everything, wishing to seclude with him, but it ended in betrayal.

Unexpectedly, in this lifetime, he became even harsher; he truly pained for this girl, but he and the Demon-Slaying Family were destined to be lines that never crossed.

Some matters are bottom lines; unwilling internally, yet powerless to change.

“Take it slow,” Xu Zimei murmured softly.

Moreover, with his current situation, it was not particularly good for the two of them to be together.

The Heaven Beyond Heavens had many more enemies.

As well as existences even stronger than him being present; he could not afford to be careless.

Only by striving upwards continuously, reaching the Other Shore, transcending the Great Dao, could he truly dominate everything.

He looked at the object she had thrown to him.

It was a sachet; he opened it to find a streak of lavender inside.

It smelled very fragrant.

On the surface of the sachet, a concentric knot was embroidered with thread.

The story of the concentric knot is almost universally known, it is also the most direct way people express love.

There was a legend of a man who gave a woman a crystal needle.

The woman took out an interlocking thread, threaded it through the crystal needle, and wove a concentric knot to reciprocate the man, weaving inside strands of deep affection, expressing love and longing.

Xu Zimei sighed, attached the sachet to his waist.

He then glanced in the direction of the True Martial Holy Sect.

He bowed deeply, then soared into the sky, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the Heavenly Gate that was about to close.

On Azure Mountain Peak, Wenren Yun almost cried herself into a mess of tears.

Xu Qingshan held her in his arms, tears nearly soaking his chest.

“Wife, should we have another child?”

“You want to die?!”

…

His body experienced an intense tearing sensation.

Xu Zimei could feel two different worlds intertwining.

But at this time, he was powerless, only able to let the Heavenly Beings battle.

Pain constantly emanated from his body.

As time passed, the tearing sensation around him grew weaker.

At a certain moment, the light in front of his eyes suddenly brightened.

Xu Zimei felt his entire body completely detach from Yuan Central Continent.

Upon touching this new world, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

…

One of the Nine Domains, the Mortal Domain.

On Mufu Mountain, there existed a martial arts sect known as Heaven Martial Sect.

The scale of Heaven Martial Sect wasn’t very large; it was just one of the sects on Mufu Mountain.

They shared the mountain, splitting it with the Jiwei Sect.

In ancient legends, it was said that Heaven Martial Sect used to be glorious.

The Heaven Martial Emperor came from this Mufu Mountain.

His brilliance spanned the entire Galaxy Empire and there were even legends about him in the Four Directions Domain.

However, since the Heaven Martial Emperor left the Mortal Domain, the Heaven Martial Sect gradually began to decline.

Glory no longer present, now it was just a small sect with a few hundred people.

Reliant on the precious Mufu Mountain, they were barely staying afloat.

Moreover, they often had conflicts with the neighboring Jiwei Sect.

Both sects couldn’t stand each other and each wanted to expel the other from Mufu Mountain to monopolize it.

…

At this moment, in the back mountains of Mufu Mountain.

This place was planted with many herbs, providing supplies for the disciples of Heaven Martial Sect.

Xu Zimei woke up from his blurry vision.

Struggling to sit up, he first noticed the differences in his body.

His cultivation was gone.

To be precise, his body needed to adapt to the Great Dao and laws of this world.

Currently, he was no different from a mortal.

He slightly closed his eyes to feel, already having an idea in his mind.

It would probably take about three days to adapt to the world’s laws.

That is to say, it would take three days before he could return to the realm of a Great Emperor.

At present, he had no strength.

But he was not worried, for he had the existence of Divine Land.

Bai Meng and the Seven-faced Demon General, without the suppression of the Yuan Central Continent world, should have regained their prime power by now.

Ten Vein Gates, those were legendary Great Saint levels.

At least, he didn’t need to worry about his safety.

Now the most important thing was to understand his current situation and learn more about this world.

He felt physically weak, a very unpleasant feeling.

Xu Zimei hadn’t experienced such weakness in a long time.

Looking around, he saw mountains and ridges, surrounded by various herbs.

At this moment, he was sitting amidst the herbs.

Just as Xu Zimei was about to stand up and walk around, several voices suddenly came from not far away.

“Did you guys watch the Inner Gate competition this time? Senior Brother Zhuo is so handsome, and undisputedly took first place again.”

“Senior Brother Zhuo Bufan is alright, but I think Senior Brother Mo Du is the strongest.

Unfortunately, he always disdains participating in such competitions.”