I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1077 - 1076: The Great Battle with Great Emperor Funiu

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Fists and palms intersected; the void shattered, and thunder roared.

The giant hand pulled Ancestor Jiuxiao's figure swiftly retreating backwards.

Xu Zimei, however, did not give chase; she merely stood there calmly, watching.

Ancestor Jiuxiao's figure was tossed aside, and the crowd looked up.

They saw a figure as if stepping out from Chaos, each step shattering mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, accompanied by an Azure Ox, walking out slowly.

This figure was a young man.

He wore a straw hat, holding a wooden flute in his hand.

A smile on his lips, he looked towards the crowd.

At this moment, that imposing, Heaven Shaking imperial might was bursting forth from his body.

Though he was but a young man, no one dared to underestimate him.

The Elders beside him were all excited, trembling as they knelt down one after another.

"We greet our ancestor."

"We greet our ancestor," Dongfang Li and the many Elders, along with the disciples of the Taoist Courts, all knelt down.

This was their ancestor, the true ruler of the entire Qianniu Taoist Court.

Even the people from the You Bone Taoist Court followed, bowing slightly and greeting: "We've seen Great Emperor Funiu."

This was a distinction belonging to the Great Emperor.

Great Emperor Funiu waved his hand slightly, and an invisible force fluctuated, lifting up all the kneeling people.

He turned his head to look towards Xu Zimei at the front, and chuckled, "What matter brings Brother Dao to seek me?"

"The ancestor addresses him as Brother Dao? Could it be...," someone murmured to themselves.

The next moment, a Heaven Shaking imperial intent erupted and spread from all around Xu Zimei, soaring to the sky.

That imperial might was like a torrent of Divine Might, as overwhelming and surging as the strong waves of the ocean.

It clashed with the imperial might of Great Emperor Funiu.

One person suppressed one side of heaven and earth.

The entire firmament was split in two, their figures facing each other from afar.

When the imperial might spread out, The Myriad of Living Beings were suppressed like ants.

Those who were originally floating in the air, like Dongfang Li and others, all descended to the ground.

In the empty void, only Xu Zimei and Great Emperor Funiu remained.

"He, he, he is also a Great Emperor."

"Oh my god," Lin Yunhen sat down on the ground with an unbelieving expression, murmuring to himself.

Not far away, at Lone Cloud Peak, Xiao Buhui, who had just awakened not long ago, saw this scene, and his expression was like he had seen a ghost.

He had offended a Great Emperor.

And that included all the disciples of the Qianniu Taoist Court.

Originally with the arrival of the ancestor, they were confident of victory, full of confidence.

But unexpectedly, the other was also a Great Emperor.

The emotions of the crowd changed, and their faces grew complex.

......…

"What matter brings Brother Dao here?" Great Emperor Funiu asked again.

"You should be able to guess," Xu Zimei replied.

"Brother Dao, it's better not to continue playing dumb," laughed Great Emperor Funiu.

"Although there are many emperors in the Mortal Domain, Brother Dao, you are not among them."

"Haven't you been waiting for me?" Xu Zimei chuckled.

"If not in the Mortal Domain, then you should be able to figure it out."

As Xu Zimei spoke, he did not conceal the Prison Suppressor Demon Body at all.

His body's Demonic Qi spread out vastly, like a dense black fog, covering the skies for thousands of miles.

The Demonic Qi seemed alive, wailing in the void with clusters of demon clouds floating, as if meteors were falling from the sky.

If one looked from afar, they would find that the territory of the Qianniu Taoist Court was completely obscured by the demonic fog that blocked out the sun.

"You, you are," Great Emperor Funiu fell silent for a while.

"So many years have passed, I almost forgot, I'm waiting for someone.

"You have come for the Demon Heart, haven't you?"

"Will you hand it over, or shall I retrieve it myself?" Xu Zimei replied.

He frowned slightly.

Because just now, when he activated the Prison Suppressor Demon Body, he could faintly sense the beating of the Demon Heart.

But at this moment, there was not the slightest trace of it.

"Since I am tasked with guarding the Demon Heart, naturally I won't hand it over to you so easily," laughed the Great Emperor Funiu lightly.

"You can't stop me," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

"Whether I can stop you or not, we'll only know after we fight," the Great Emperor Funiu replied unremittingly.

"Besides, the Qianniu Taoist Court is merely the starting point of your venture into the Nine Domains, and it is destined to be the first stop on your journey."

"Even a Great Emperor has become a lapdog of the Holy Court," Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.

"The Holy Court has shown me grace, and I guard the Demon Heart in order to repay that kindness," the Great Emperor Funiu explained.

"If that's the case, then the Holy Court must have informed you of my arrival in the Mortal Domain," Xu Zimei said.

Ascending to the Mortal Domain, it was extremely difficult for the Holy Court to find him, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Because the Mortal Domain was too vast, if he intended to hide, no one could find him.

However, there were some places he was bound to visit.

The Great Emperor Funiu frowned slightly and looked towards Dongfang Li.

Dongfang Li quickly replied: "The Holy Hall did send someone to inform us, but you were in seclusion at the time, and I did not dare to disturb."

The prosperity of the Qianniu Taoist Court over the years had given Dongfang Li an illusion.

He thought he could settle this matter relying on himself and the various Elders.

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"Forget it, forget it," the Great Emperor Funiu said as he shook his head slightly.

With a wave of his right hand, a wooden flute in his hand emitted a heaven-shaking might.

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Light as colorful as a dance of rainbow robes evolved from the wooden flute.

The Azure Ox beside him was mooing, each bellow louder and prouder than the last, like the sound of the Great Dao, resonating through the hearts and minds of people.

The colorful radiance became more and more dazzling, and as the Great Emperor Funiu held the long flute, he said faintly, "Hundred-Generations Flute, ranked thirty-second among the myriad of items in the vast world."

Xu Zimei smiled, with the Tyrant Shadow in his hands trembling.

"Although my Curved Blade doesn't make the list of myriad items, it has accompanied my growth every step of the way, and is no less than those divine weapons and treasures."

The Great Emperor Funiu picked up the Hundred-Generations Flute and started to play it slowly.

At that moment, heaven and earth fell, sky darkened, and ground went dim.

The void in front was covered by darkness.

In the void, two blood-red suns suddenly appeared.

These two blood suns shattered mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, breaking the space for tens of thousands of miles, floating by the sides of the Great Emperor Funiu.

Within the blood suns, endless blood light transformed into long rivers, rushing towards Xu Zimei for the kill.

Xu Zimei held the Tyrant Shadow, ascending step by step into the sky.

With each step he took, the void beneath his feet shattered layer by layer.

"Slash," the Curved Blade descended, and the endless Blade Qi from the Tyrant Shadow swept across, annihilating the blood suns' rivers.

The flute sound from the Great Emperor Funiu grew more intense, and the blood suns became more monstrous.

And the rampaging rivers surged once more.

As the rivers flowed across once again, Xu Zimei stepped into the air and leaped, arriving with Suppression, his figure sprawling across the rivers.

In his hands, a Jade Flute also appeared.

One of the Ten Great Divine Methods, the Demon Disk Immortal Scroll, was played.

Wild and brutal Demonic Qi roared towards the heavens.

This was a contest of musical rhythms.

Centered around Xu Zimei, countless Monster Beasts morphed into existence.

But they did not attack the Great Emperor Funiu; instead, they began to dance on the spot.

One thousand kinds of Monster Beasts, ten thousand kinds of Monster Beasts, an increasing number of Monster Beasts.

Initially, this dance appeared demonic.

But as time went on, the more numerous the Monster Beasts became, the more this might began to pulverize everything in its path.