I Am the Fated Villain

362: Someone is bullying your Xian’er, do you want to hurt her?

The war beyond the world had spread across all time, space, heaven, and earth. The endless void collapsed, only to be instantly reorganized, as if enacting reincarnation, reshaping both past and present.

Even when they thought of the Immortal Emperor, they couldn’t grasp the Emperor’s methods. The birth and death of worlds occurred in mere moments of their contemplation.

Zhuoyou, clad in battle armor, fought against Gu Wuwang while closely monitoring the battle’s progress.

This scene brought a smile to her face.

A fine talent like you would have a promising future, but, unfortunately, you’ll fall here.

“Why can’t you understand? Even with death imminent, you still resist in vain, overestimating your strength. Fearless sacrifice, pretending to be a war chariot—it’s all meaningless, merely sending yourself to death.

You’ve come so far. Why not surrender to my immortal civilization? My civilization holds considerable influence in the vast world, far beyond that of this newly born real world.

I wonder why you’re so determined to protect it?

According to the standards of the Immortal Civilization, there had been three spiritual transformations comparable to a cultivator who had survived three great tribulations.

Gu Wuwang had cultivated for a long time, and his strength was on par with Zhuoyou’s.

Alongside Zhuoyou, another member of her clan, Zhuohua, was disrupting the formation, placing Gu Wuwang in a passive position, causing him to falter repeatedly.

Yet, it was not easy for Zhuoyou to ultimately defeat him.

The two were deadlocked beyond the world, witnessing the brutal battle between the Dao Chang Realm and the Immortal Civilization. Despite the horrifying number of casualties, Zhuoyou’s expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of distress.

In her eyes, their sacrifice was worthwhile as long as these fallen warriors could help her obtain the immortal fire that remained in the Dao Chang Realm.

Yet, Gu Wuwang’s expression remained calm, showing no signs of agitation. This left Zhuoyou puzzled—how could he stay composed at this stage? Did he possess some hidden confidence? Or, as he had hinted earlier, was he deliberately trying to deceive her?

“The situation has come to this, and there’s no room for regret or redemption. As I said, the civilization behind you will face unimaginable disasters because of your actions. You’ve already unleashed a catastrophe,” Gu Wuwang said as he raised his palm.

Countless divine techniques manifested, evolving into the true essence of Daoism, counteracting the dark, soul-crushing light.

This kind of power was deeply mysterious, seemingly ever-present, almost penetrating into his very soul.

It was his first time battling a being from the Immortal Civilization, and he had uncovered many of their techniques—strange, elusive, and difficult to defend against.

Layers of spiritual light, like ripples across the Dao, spread endlessly. One could witness the surrounding time and space vanish into silence.

“Even now, you still try to deceive me?”

Zhuoyou sneered, dismissing Gu Wuwang’s words entirely. Her gaze shifted to the battlefield, watching the army of the Immortal Civilization wreak havoc, before finally settling on Gu Xian’er.

“I wonder how it feels to watch the genius of this world die tragically, knowing you’re powerless to stop it?”

A change flickered across Gu Wuwang’s face for the first time, betraying his composure.

But instead of the anger and ugliness Zhuoyou had anticipated, Gu Wuwang’s expression carried a faint, inexplicable sneer—laced with sarcasm and mockery.

“You’ve touched those who should never be touched. The consequences are beyond what you can bear. Everyone will pay a terrible price,” he said calmly, as if completely unconcerned about Gu Xian’er’s safety.

“Oh?” Zhuoyou raised an eyebrow.

“Even now, you’re still bluffing.”

She narrowed her eyes, convinced that Gu Wuwang was still putting on a front, feigning confidence.

“Don’t waste time with him. Let’s work together. I refuse to believe we can’t kill him. His death, and securing the remaining immortal fire, is our priority,” a voice interrupted.

From another direction, Zhuohua reappeared, his expression slightly grim. Moments earlier, he had been tricked by Gu Wuwang and exiled into the endless void of time and space, leaving him somewhat disheveled.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhuohua launched another attack at Gu Wuwang, his resentment evident. With the entire universe gripped in his hands, he hurled it at Gu Wuwang in relentless waves.

Boom!!!

The battlefield erupted into chaos once again as the three clashed fiercely, their auras surging far and wide, beyond imagination.

Time and space fractured and collapsed, as though the scene was set in the primordial world, or perhaps in a distant future yet to come. Even the great river of time itself struggled to endure the violent fluctuations, constantly shattering and reforming.

Amidst this chaos, on the blood-soaked battlefield, the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Civilization, wearing an indifferent and contemptuous smile, launched a strike from afar.

Despite the infinite distance, the earth-shattering energy from the blow caused everyone to tremble, their scalps tingling as if they were on the verge of bursting.

Though the palm appeared slow, it actually crossed unimaginable distances in an instant.

The universes caught in the middle exploded, unstoppable by any force.

Gu Xian’er stood in the starry sky, her skirt fluttering, her expression calm despite the thin trail of blood at the corner of her mouth. She faced the oncoming palm without flinching.

With a single motion, she slashed through the air with her sword. The radiant sword light shot into the sky like mountains and seas pouring down, blanketing the heavens and the earth in an attempt to block the strike.

Tens of thousands of sword lights crisscrossed the sky, roaring with terrifying power, like shooting stars capable of severing the long river of time.

Yet, beneath the Immortal Emperor’s palm, they were insignificant—like smoke in the face of a torrent. In an instant, they disintegrated.

Though Gu Xian’er had only recently condensed the brilliance of a quasi-immortal emperor, she had yet to truly establish herself in that realm. The gulf between her and the Immortal Emperor was too vast, incomparable in every way.

Terror gripped the Da Hong, but under the Immortal Emperor’s overwhelming aura, the entire space-time was sealed—escape was impossible.

“I have to admit, I admire her courage. To raise her sword against the Immortal Emperor… that takes real bravery,” one of the immortal civilization powerhouses remarked with a smirk.

“It’s a pity such a beautiful young girl will be wiped out from existence.”

“Though, capturing her alive would certainly be… interesting,” another added with a laugh.

Despite being engaged in their own battles, many of the Immortal Civilization warriors kept their eyes on this scene, chuckling at Gu Xian’er’s futile resistance. Some of those she had previously wounded sneered as well.

“She’s courting death. No matter how much potential she has, before the Immortal Emperor, she’s as weak and insignificant as an ant, not worth a thought.”

Meanwhile, the faces of many powerhouses from the Dao Chang Realm turned pale with fear and deep concern.

“That’s the cousin. It’s said he dearly cherishes her. If something happens to her, the consequences will be catastrophic,” whispered those who knew Gu Xian’er’s identity, trembling at the thought.

Boom!!!

The palm descended, and the sky shattered completely. The endless sword light collapsed in an instant.

Despite Gu Xian’er bracing herself on her sword, trying to resist, she was sent flying, blood spilling from her mouth as she crashed through countless stars. Her once blood-stained dress turned a deeper crimson, like a blood-colored flower blooming in the void.

Exclamations erupted across the battlefields of the Dao Chang Realm. Many couldn’t bear to watch, their faces filled with anger and resentment.

“Elder sister…”

From a distant battlefield, Shen Xian’er, locked in combat with the enemy, called out in worry, her voice trembling with fear.

In the surrounding time and space, the immortal kings and emperors engaged in battle cast their eyes in Gu Xian’er’s direction, but they lacked the time to assist her; their hands were tied by their own fights.

“Oh, that’s right. She didn’t die under my palm. She truly is a genius who can elevate herself in desperate situations. This only piques my interest further,” the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Civilization remarked with a light smile, his tone dripping with banter and sarcasm, much like a cat toying with a mouse.

The palm descended again, this time not aimed to kill Gu Xian’er outright. Instead, it intended to capture her within his grasp and crush her like a mere bug.

“Ahem…”

In the shattered starry sky, Gu Xian’er struggled to rise, coughing up fragments of her shattered internal organs. Her long skirt was completely soaked in blood, with crimson pooling at the corner of her mouth.

She appeared like a wounded elf—cold, refined, yet tinged with a distressing calm.

“X

Da Hong, whom she protected, was unharmed in the earlier chaos. Now, filled with worry, he flew out to face the palm directly.

Rumble!!

The universe trembled once more as if the immortal sky were about to collapse, ready to destroy everything in its path.

The hand of the Immortal Emperor descended across the heavens, its clear palm lines visible, surrounded by fragments of the Dao, casting a shadow that enveloped all corners of the universe.

As this enormous hand reached for Gu Xian’er, a brilliant blue ray of light suddenly pierced through time and space, squeezing the sky and blocking the attack.

It was an ancient bronze immortal boat, marred by rust, showcasing its long history.

This sight astonished many. They beheld a slender figure standing atop the ancient bronze immortal boat, her skirt fluttering and her black hair cascading like a waterfall—a vision reminiscent of a legendary goddess come to rescue the suffering.

It was Xiao Ruoyin, once the High Priest of Destiny of the Immortal Palace, making her appearance.

She sacrificed the Good Fortune Immortal Boat to block the Immortal Emperor’s blow, intending to use the moment to rescue Gu Xian’er.

“Let’s go,” she said calmly, her gaze resting on the wounded Gu Xian’er.

“I can’t walk…” Gu Xian’er replied, taken aback for a moment before shaking her head and speaking in a low voice.

At that moment, she clearly hadn’t expected Xiao Ruoyin to arrive and attempt to save her. Given her connection to Gu Changge, she knew of Xiao Ruoyin, but they had never interacted or even spoken. Her sudden appearance was a genuine shock to Gu Xian’er.

“Another one who isn’t afraid of death? Hehe, such innate wonders are rare, but do you really think that possessing innate talents can stop me?”

The Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Civilization, slightly impeded by the Good Fortune Immortal Boat, sneered, his palm still hovering, not yet falling.

“It’s ridiculous.”

After all, this was an innate artifact capable of traversing the long river of time without fear of karmic backlash. Its material was so strong that even the Immortal Emperor could not destroy it. However, Xiao Ruoyin was only at the level of an Immortal King, and she was still far from Gu Xian’er; thus, she couldn’t fully harness the Immortal Boat to contend with an Immortal Emperor, rendering her efforts futile.

His sneer echoed throughout the universe. “Since you’re here, let’s remain together.”

With a slight shake of his massive hand, all the worlds disintegrated, and the Good Fortune Immortal Boat was sent flying with a loud bang, slipping from Xiao Ruoyin’s control and vanishing into the depths of the cosmos.

Her face turned pale, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Initially, she had hoped to leverage the power of the immortal boat, which could surpass time itself, to seize the opportunity to save Gu Xian’er. After all, she was Gu Changge’s cousin, and seeing her in distress made it impossible for Xiao Ruoyin to abandon her.

Xiao Ruoyin had underestimated the strength of the Immortal Emperor while overestimating her own capabilities. She could have contended with him in her prime, but even with her memories restored, she was far from that level now. With the Good Fortune Immortal Boat knocked aside, both she and Gu Xian’er were left in a perilous situation, facing imminent danger.

As the nearly extinct palm descended, Gu Xian’er cast an apologetic glance at Xiao Ruoyin and sighed softly, “Could it be that I really guessed wrong this time…?”

Xiao Ruoyin’s face paled, still unsure of what Gu Xian’er meant.

Suddenly, Da Hong reacted, flapping its wings and screeching into the broken universe, “Gu Changge, where are you? Someone is bullying your Xian’er!”

“If you don’t come out, Xian’er will die!”

Its voice rang out loud and clear, initially crisp but now echoing like a grand bell, resonating throughout the cosmos. Though Da Hong’s strength might not be enough to turn the tide, its call carried urgency and desperation.

But at that moment, Da Hong’s voice spread throughout the broken universe in an instant, echoing across the battlefield simultaneously.

“What are you yelling about?”

Gu Xian’er exclaimed, momentarily forgetting the life-and-death crisis. Her face flushed with embarrassment as she wished she could cover the mouth of the incessantly screeching bird.

What did it mean to be Gu Changge’s Xian’er? The implication of her words suggested that Gu Changge was still within the Dao Chang Realm. If he were present, he would undoubtedly not allow this Immortal Emperor to attack her like this.

However, Da Hong believed its actions were justified, thinking it had deliberately risked its life to lure Gu Changge out.

Many powerful figures in the Dao Chang Realm were taken aback at the mention of his name, their expressions shifting to excitement and hope.

Meanwhile, the army of the Immortal Civilization remained oblivious to the significance of the Da Hong’s words. The other powerhouses frowned, perplexed by what Da Hong was shouting at such a crucial moment, questioning what purpose it served.

Could it be that you wish to summon someone to come and protect them?

“Playing tricks…”

The Immortal Emperor, who had launched the attack, frowned, and the coldness in his eyes deepened. To him, killing an ant should be a simple task, yet here he was, wasting so much time on it. It made him feel as if he had lost his dignity.

At that moment, he showed no mercy. The terrifying aura of the Immortal Emperor enveloped the entire universe, bringing with it an endless cascade of bright rays of light. He struck down forcefully, intent on completely annihilating Gu Xian’er and Xiao Ruoyin.

However, just then, in the pitch-black universe behind Gu Xian’er, a brilliant rain of light suddenly erupted, illuminating the entire cosmos in an instant. What was once a vague imprint of Daoism had now solidified into a tangible force.

A young man in white appeared, his figure slender and radiant as if carved from jade, exuding an unparalleled presence. He emerged from the darkness, seemingly coming from the very depths of time and space.

“You want to hurt her?” he spoke blandly, but in that moment, the entire universe and the fabric of time and space seemed to freeze.

With a simple gesture, he pointed, and the boundless hand descending from the sky erupted in an instant.

The Immortal Emperor, standing at a distance, was filled with horror, despair, and disbelief. With a resounding bang, his entire body collapsed, transforming into a bloody mist, his body and spirit annihilated.

Before he could even utter a terrified scream, he disintegrated into ashes.

Once rife with fierce conflict, the battlefields fell suddenly silent at the sight of this shocking event.