I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1226: Kill Qi Sha, the Mountain Ghost Behind

When it comes to swords and weapons, Xu Zimei had never been afraid of anyone.

All around, endless Blade Intent surged like a roaring Changhe, engulfing the entire void, slashing relentlessly.

That Blade Intent directly suppressed Seven Killings.

The sound of “bang, bang, bang” collisions echoed continuously.

“Bloodstained Blade,” Seven Killings murmured softly.

The sword blade seemed veiled in blood, the bloodshroud blade swept through the void, slicing ceaselessly.

Xu Zimei stepped back slightly, avoiding this strike.

“Thousands Flow,”

“Soul Snatcher.”

Two more soft incantations, and the Seven-Star Sword in her hand exploded with intense Killing Intent.

The Flower of Slaughter slowly bloomed at the sword’s tip.

Like a waterfall plunging three-thousand feet, it gripped and drew forth souls, the sword momentum growing ever stronger.

With each motion and technique, the sword’s essence was a spectacle of murderous brilliance.

“Dust to Earth,”

“Silent Fall of Stars.”

As the sword rose and fell, it mirrored the vicissitudes of life, the return of all things to earth, smoke and clouds disperse into nothingness.

Stars flickered and faded, a sky full of brilliance falling swiftly—this was the interweaving of life and death.

Xu Zimei’s figure continued retreating.

Seven Killings emanated a regal aura; her boundless Killing Intent grew stronger and stronger.

What she comprehended was the Profound Meaning of slaughter.

As countless sword strikes rained down, Xu Zimei’s waist was eventually slashed—a blade drawing blood.

Yet the wound sealed instantly once more.

“All Annihilation,”

“Bloody Reincarnation.”

The so-called Seven Killings employed the seven sword techniques one after another until she raised the final strike.

A scarlet whirlpool of reincarnation formed above her head.

The vortex spun endlessly, shattering all the void along its path, engulfing Xu Zimei completely.

Xu Zimei had no time to dodge; his entire body was already reflected within the reincarnation.

Entrapped in the cycle, he was rendered immobile.

His limbs spread wide as Seven Killings on the opposite end raised her Seven-Star Sword.

The sword tip pulsed with starlight—all brilliance and Killing Intent converged into one.

It was as though decay and vitality combined.

Amid the Killing Intent, Xu Zimei sensed the aura of the Mountain Ghost.

That power infused the blade, trying directly to execute him under its edge.

The force was immensely strong, profoundly unique—not belonging to Seven Killings herself.

A Mountain Ghost was attempting to use Seven Killings as a tool to slay Xu Zimei.

As memories flashed through Xu Zimei’s mind, the nine Mountain Ghosts he clashed with comprised only Kui and Yan Gui.

As for the others, he had never met them, let alone held any grudges.

But at this moment, the force loomed perilously close.

“Kill,” Seven Killings roared fiercely, her battle cries reverberating as the Seven-Star Sword amassed all its power to pierce Xu Zimei’s chest.

The Bloody Reincarnation bound him, leaving him unable to move, though Xu Zimei never intended to.

The longsword pierced his chest, seeking to simultaneously obliterate his True Fate and Divine Soul.

The sound of “rumbling” swept past the blade tip, but Seven Killings’ expression remained impassive.

Instead, her gaze grew heavier.

Because behind Xu Zimei, three portals slowly emerged.

The Heaven-reaching Trilife Gate, one of the Ten Legendary Divine Methods.

The Gate of Life, Gate of Death, and the Heaven-reaching Gate.

The Heaven-reaching Gate could, at pivotal moments, deflect all harm—even heavenly forces were powerless before it.

Xu Zimei raised his right hand slowly, breaking free from the bloody reincarnation.

With one hand gripping the Seven-Star Sword, he flicked its blade, triggering an immense cyclone within himself.

The surge of energy drove Seven Killings flying back.

The Heaven-Shaking Giant behind him gradually became discernible, breaking free from the reincarnation’s constraints, shattering it entirely.

The tip of Tyrant Shadow dragged along the ground, carving a deep line as sharp grating sounds incessantly rang out.

From his elevated stance, Xu Zimei gazed down at Seven Killings and asked, “Who wants me dead?”

“You and I, killing you—isn’t that natural?” Seven Killings slowly stood, stepping away while coldly sneering.

“It’s not you and me, but the one behind you,” Xu Zimei narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

“I don’t understand what you mean,” Seven Killings replied nonchalantly.

“You’ll understand,” Xu Zimei said.

As soon as his words ended, infinite power began to gather in his palm.

The Heaven-Shaking Giant merged with him, stomping down forcefully as the ground cracked beneath his feet.

Cyclonic energy swirled around his legs as he charged toward Seven Killings.

Tyrant Shadow, heavy with might, slashed down as Seven Killings raised her sword in defense.

With a resounding “boom,” the blade fractured in several places, and Seven Killings sank into the ground ten centimeters deep.

Another deafening “clang” followed as Tyrant Shadow lifted upward, sending the Seven-Star Sword flying away.

“Slash,” Xu Zimei swung his blade at the now weaponless Seven Killings.

Seven Killings focused her gaze; her True Fate manifested behind her—it was the Seven Killings Star shimmering in the void.

Starry beings, destined by heaven, embodying the brilliance of countless stars.

Seven Killings waved her hands, setting her Star Map into motion. Lines connecting the stars stretched like ropes, whipping incessantly through the air.

“Break,” Xu Zimei murmured.

Another slash descended—the starlight, though formidable, paled against Tyrant Shadow, the Divine Blade.

“Pierce,”

“Lift,”

“Shatter.”

With each spoken command, Xu Zimei struck again. Finally, with the audible “crack,” Seven Killings’ Star Map utterly disintegrated.

As Tyrant Shadow surged forward like a tempest, seemingly set to annihilate everything…

Seven Killings closed her eyes, yet Tyrant Shadow halted just short of her neck.

“Who wants me dead? You only get one chance,” Xu Zimei said.

“The answer isn’t yours to have. Killing me changes nothing,” Seven Killings sneered.

“No, that’s because you’ve never been through something far worse than death,” Xu Zimei replied nonchalantly.

He reached out, his gaze directed at the void.

With a single slash, half the void was severed.

The spectators within White Emperor’s Mausoleum were stunned.

The reflected mirage split apart; nothing could be seen clearly.

When the image returned, Seven Killings’ figure had vanished, leaving Xu Zimei alone in the village.

Nearby, Wu Daozi’s expression grew increasingly grim.

“Let’s go,” Xu Zimei said, looking at Ji Jiuning beside him.

Ji Jiuning nodded softly, following behind Xu Zimei.

Thɩ𝘴 𝕔hⱥpţꬲr 𝚒𝖘 p𝖔𝙨𝓉𝙚ⅾ b𝑦 𝓀ı†𝓮𝘯𝘰𝕧ɛ𝖑

“You don’t need to pretend,” Xu Zimei said as he walked forward, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

“Pretend to what?” Ji Jiuning paused, confused.

“You don’t need to feign weakness,” Xu Zimei replied.

“If someone from Northern Hill were truly this weak, how could it deserve its place among the five great factions?”

At Xu Zimei’s words, Ji Jiuning fell entirely silent.

She knew—her act had been seen through by Xu Zimei.

Throughout this journey, although she always appeared diligent and even wounded in battles…

It was merely a facade.

If she appeared weaker, Xu Zimei’s guard against her would naturally lessen.

“I think I’ve sensed North Fox’s aura,” Ji Jiuning suddenly said as they continued forward.