I'm Really a Villain-Chapter 1195: Burst to Death, The End

"Big Mouth Mountain Ghost,” the people from the Nine Ghosts Academy looked at each other in dismay.

"Wasn’t it said that the Big Mouth Mountain Ghosts were extinct?

How are there still members of their tribe in the world?”

"Indeed, the Big Mouth Mountain Ghost tribe was wiped out tens of thousands of years ago. For the Seven Gods Academy to harbor them, it’s like declaring war on the Sansi.”

For a while, there was a clamor of discussions.

Unexpectedly, Hong Yu turned out to be a member of the Big Mouth Mountain Ghost tribe.

In this Ghost God Realm, there are countless tribes of Mountain Ghosts.

It is said that the origin of the Mountain Ghosts was the radiation left after the decisive battle between the Divine Race and the Ghost Tribe, mutating all the humans in this world.

Thus, they became Mountain Ghosts.

Although this is what is said, there is no definitive evidence to prove it.

So the origin of the Mountain Ghosts remains a mystery.

Wu Daozi sat beside them, softly laughing, “Feng, what a grand gesture, even taking in Big Mouth Mountain Ghosts.”

"Why, is there a problem?” Feng Buxiu turned to ask.

"Did you forget the massacre carried out by the Sansi?” Wu Daozi asked.

"Vividly imprinted,” Feng Buxiu replied.

"As long as you remember,” Wu Daozi warned.

"The mistakes of the predecessors should be a warning for the successors.”

"I am not one for grand principles, I only understand that our academy teaches without class distinction,” Feng Buxiu replied.

"Wu, your attitude is not what a head of an academy should have.”

"Are you lecturing me, Feng?” Wu Daozi countered.

"Under my leadership, the Nine Ghosts Academy has flourished, I do not need your reminder.

The affairs concerning the Sansi should be your concern.”

"Words are of little use, we have our own rules to manage the academy, different paths do not work together,” Feng Buxiu responded.

After they spoke, the two fell silent, their gazes turning towards the battle on the Liu platform.

When Hong Yu transformed into a Big Mouth Mountain Ghost.

He took a deep breath, and a boundless suction surged, causing a mad wind to arise suddenly.

The wind turned into a stormy tempest, seemingly trying to uproot the Heaven-reaching Willow beneath them.

Yet the Heaven-reaching Willow was clearly extraordinary, its whole body glowing green, taking root deep underground, resisting the pull of the suction.

As for the surrounding willow trees, they suffered greatly—every single one was uprooted.

Some even broke at the waist, all being gulped into the Big Mouth.

On the high platform, Feng Buxiu wore a solemn expression, the natural power of that Big Mouth kept them at a distance.

Holding the Wind-Calming Bead, a barrier formed before him, resisting this powerful gust.

At the center, Xu Zimei was the first to bear the brunt, feeling this ferocious wind.

He squinted slightly, driving the Tyrant Shadow into the ground with his right hand.

Yet, the wind grew even more ferocious, and though the Tyrant Shadow plunged nearly a hundred meters underground.

It still moved with the shifting ground, drawing a straight line.

Closening in on the Big Mouth, Xu Zimei’s gaze sharpened.

He directly pulled out the Tyrant Shadow, its Blade Qi stretching a hundred meters long, slashing forward.

But the Big Mouth was insatiable, devouring all the Blade Qi.

"If you like to eat so much, then eat your fill,” Xu Zimei coldly snorted.

Behind him, the aura of Chaos spread, a huge azure planet suppressed down.

As this planet appeared, the entire void couldn’t withstand the pressure and continuously shattered.

Xu Zimei lifted the Tyrant Shadow with one hand, its momentum like surging waves, endlessly expanding.

"Go,” he waved with his right hand, the azure planet turning into a misty cloud.

The vast mist expanded and eventually flew into Hong Yu’s Big Mouth. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

The azure planet hadn’t even neared, yet its powerful momentum had already deformed the Big Mouth.

Hong Yu’s painful roars began to resound.

But he still wished to swallow more, the Big Mouth’s momentum strengthened.

Aiming to swallow the entire azure planet into his mouth.

Before everyone’s eyes, Hong Yu brutally gulped down a world.

However, could the power of a world be digested by a mere Mountain Ghost?

Shortly after swallowing it, Hong Yu’s face drastically changed.

A powerful force ceaselessly clashed around his body.

"Boom, boom,” explosions resonated from within him.

The Big Mouth shut, and he rolled on the ground, his howling especially haunting.

Xu Zimei waved his hand, intending to summon back the Divine Continent.

Only to hear a “boom” as the azure planet burst out of his body, leaving Hong Yu a bloody mess, his blood vessels ruptured.

He had turned into a heap of rotten flesh.

Yet he still hadn’t died, the rotting flesh writhed, starting to reconstitute.

Xu Zimei reclaimed the azure planet, holding the Tyrant Shadow, Blade Qi whirled around.

Powerful Blade Qi and the Power of Vows infused the blade’s edge, causing the entire Tyrant Shadow to tremble, possibly because the power was too strong.

"Kill,” Xu Zimei raised the Tyrant Shadow with both hands, the Curved Blade swung over his head, aiming to slice down fiercely.

"Please hold your hand,” Feng Buxiu’s loud cry came from the high platform.

Xu Zimei looked up, the momentum of the blade still sweeping, gathering all the surrounding Spiritual Energy.

"What?” Xu Zimei asked.

"Spare him a life, we are willing to pay any price,” Feng Buxiu replied.

"No,” Xu Zimei shook his head.

"How about the Seven Gods Tears or the Martial God Blade?” Feng Buxiu persisted.

"You still don’t get it, it’s not about what you’re offering; the important thing is I’m displeased,” Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

As his words fell, the Tyrant Shadow in his hands also fell heavily.

A brilliant radiance burst forth upon the world.

In an instant of splendor, everything was eventually annihilated.

Even the Liu platform formed by the Heaven-reaching Willow beneath cracked open with an irreparable fissure.

With this slash, both Hong Yu’s Divine Soul and body were completely killed.

Seeing this scene, Feng Buxiu sat despondently in his place.

While Xu Zimei resheathed his blade and stood, the Tyrant Shadow returned to its sheath.

He surveyed his surroundings, seeing no one dared to respond, then turned and walked away.

All around was quiet, Wu Daozi watched Feng Buxiu with a hint of schadenfreude.

He said, “Feng, this match still has to continue.

Does your academy have anyone else?

Oh, I forgot, you only brought one person today.”

"Borrowing another’s might, what’s the use of winning or losing,” Feng Buxiu stood and said flatly.

"The match is temporarily over, we’re heading back to the academy.

Wu, if you have the chance, come visit the Seven Gods Academy, I will surely host you well.”

When he mentioned hosting, he gritted his teeth somewhat, extremely angry.

"Let’s go,” with a wave of his hand, Feng Buxiu and his group of white-clad people left with him.

"Headmaster,” Ye Mi softly greeted on the side.

"Follow me,” Wu Daozi also collected his smile, standing up to speak.

Outside the Willow Fluff Space, Xu Zimei had barely moved a few steps when he was called by Wu Daozi and his companions.