I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 1265: 1264: Entering Rihua City, the Elder from 100,000 Years Ago

Chapter 1265: Chapter 1264: Entering Rihua City, the Elder from 100,000 Years Ago

He hurriedly raised his longsword to block in front of him.

The black gas emitted by Death Claw clashed continuously with the sword intent, and the powerful force made Xie Changliu keep retreating.

Just then, Xu Zimei picked up the nearby Shaqi Hammer.

He swung the hammer fiercely, and Ghost King Tianqing wanted to dodge, but the chains swung faster and faster.

Although he narrowly dodged a hit from the hammer, Xu Zimei yanked the chain upwards. After a loop, the chain wrapped around Ghost King Tianqing’s neck.

“You…,” Ghost King Tianqing managed to say one word before Xu Zimei swung the chain, turning him around fiercely in the void.

Occasionally slamming him hard on the ground.

Ghost King Tianqing grabbed the chain around his neck with both hands, trying to escape, but regrettably, with the strength of his own weapon, he found it difficult to break free.

His imperial might was vast, and after a few more fierce slams, he forcefully pulled the chain, planting his feet on the ground, trying to seize the chain.

Unfortunately, in terms of strength, how could he compare to Xu Zimei?

“Help me,” Ghost King Tianqing had no choice but to call for help from the other Ghost Kings.

The Ghost Kings, who were watching with a leisurely mindset, also sensed something was wrong.

Th𝚒ṡ 𝗰h𝘢pτ𝓮r 𝚤ѕ pℴʂ𝗍𝑒Ԁ b𝘺 𝖪𝚒𝕥𝓮ηⲟ𝖛𝑒𝑙

Kasaya Ghost King retrieved his kasaya and then threw it again, wrapping around Ghost King Tianqing, forcibly pulling him back.

Xu Zimei looked at the Killing Hammer in his hand and laughed, “This is quite fun too.”

Ghost King Tianqing stood firm and asked with a difficult expression, “Who exactly are you? Who sent you?”

“You ask too many questions,” Xu Zimei glanced at the giant tree in Rihua City.

Then he said indifferently, “Besides, I’m not here to battle with you Ghost Tribe.”

Xu Zimei exchanged a glance with Xie Changliu, and the two quickly climbed towards the top of the giant tree.

“Stop him,” Sixteen Ghost Kings stepped into the void simultaneously, and powerful storms surged.

Locking onto Xu Zimei, all sixteen attacked together.

“Get out of the way,” Xu Zimei shouted coldly.

Tyrant Shadow unsheathed itself, and its mighty power was unparalleled, with blade intent slashing through the void.

The thick back of the blade came down, and with a “boom,” it carried the rules of the wind.

All the Ghost Kings were sent flying down.

By the time the sixteen landed stably on the ground and looked up, Xu Zimei and his companion had long disappeared.

Meanwhile, the few from the Divine Race also took advantage of the chaos just now and all escaped.

This was certainly a case of losing both the lady and the soldiers.

“Damn it,” the Ghost King of Youdu shouted in anger.

“This person is very strong,” a calm Ghost King analyzed calmly.

“With such an existence emerging in our Ghost Tribe, it’s time for a thorough investigation.”

“How did he appear out of nowhere, but there’s no time now,” the Ghost King of Youdu said.

“Rihua City is crucial, and we must gain something before the Divine Race army arrives.”

The other Ghost Kings nodded in agreement.

“Let’s go up. We might run into them above.”

Sixteen Ghost Kings followed the Ghost Tribe army and ascended towards the giant tree as well.

……

After climbing the giant tree, Xu Zimei finally appreciated the vastness of the place.

From the outside, it appeared to be just a tree.

But upon entering, it felt like being in a mountain without recognizing Mount Lu’s true face.

It felt like a city within a city.

This giant tree had as many branches as there were layers of pavilions, and the staircases formed from sheets of green leaves led to the pavilions.

Logically speaking, with a hundred thousand Ghost Tribe soldiers pouring in, this place should be bustling.

Yet, after entering, they didn’t see any living creatures. All around them, only ancient ruins collapsed in front of them.

Rihua City, the seat of the Wood God, was devoid of a trace of life, which was indeed ironic.

Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu decided to wander around and take a look.

Walking along the main street of the ruined city, after about ten minutes, they came across a hall that hadn’t completely collapsed.

However, the hall was also on the verge of crumbling.

“Way of Inquiry,” the hall’s plaque was broken into two halves, leaving only this phrase on the remaining piece.

An old man was sitting cross-legged inside the hall, surrounded by flames, burning the kettle in front of him.

It wasn’t until the kettle boiled that the old man stopped.

With a wave of his right hand, three clean teacups flew over from who knows where.

“Isn’t it delightful to have friends come from afar,” the old man said with a hearty smile.

“Since you two friends are here, why not have a drink?”

Without hiding, Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu walked forward openly.

“What’s this, old sir?” Xie Changliu asked curiously.

“I’ve almost forgotten my own name, but I remember ten thousand years ago, some people called me the Wine Saint,” the old man laughed.

He took a sip of the tea and then spat it out.

Shaking his head, he said, “It doesn’t taste right, it’s still missing something.”

“Wine Saint,” Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu exchanged a glance, then asked, “Are you also here to find the Death Flower?”

“Death Flower? Never heard of it,” the old man shook his head.

“I heard that Rihua City has a Mist Sea Tree, which is the best material for brewing wine.

So I came specifically to look for it, and surprisingly, I got trapped here for ten thousand years.”

“Ten thousand years?” Xie Changliu said in shock.

“You can’t leave?”

“I can’t leave. I once saw someone trapped for a million years,” the old man laughed.

“You must learn to get used to it, now we’re all the same.”

“Have you ever seen the Death Flower, old sir, like this?” Xu Zimei took out the Death Flower he obtained earlier and asked.

“You call this flower the Death Flower?” the old man chuckled and shook his head.

“Have you seen it before?” Xie Changliu asked too.

“Every year, there are two time points when this kind of flower blooms all over here,” the Wine Saint replied.

“These flowers are terribly domineering. When they appear, they wipe out all living creatures here.

So as you see now, except for us old fellows, there’s not a single living being.”

“Then do you know where to find such flowers?” Xie Changliu asked again.

“I don’t know either. It depends on your luck,” the old man shook his head.

“Still unwilling to give up on the Death Flower?” Xu Zimei looked at Xie Changliu and asked.

“Want to use the Death Flower to exchange with the Netherworld for your wife’s Yin Soul?”

Xie Changliu nodded without denying it.

“I told you, unless the Lord of the Dead Spirits…”

Xu Zimei was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted.

“As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I want to try.

Otherwise, as you said, going to the Netherworld Realm would surely end in death.”

Xu Zimei did not argue further, as he also wanted to go to the Netherworld to see an old acquaintance.

“Do you know anything about the Wood God Ju Mang, old sir?” Xu Zimei turned to ask the old man again.