I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1237: Battle Between Great Saints

When Mad Chu’s words fell, the Thunder Python vanished alongside him within the Thunder Valley.

Xu Zimei departed from the Chu Family’s Forbidden Land and immediately summoned the Crimson Blade Bull Demon.

“My Lord,” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon greeted.

“Go assist Northern Hill against the Chu Family,” Xu Zimei commanded.

“But remember—do not annihilate the Chu Family. Simply force Mad Chu to act.”

“Understood,” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon replied.

His towering figure leaped directly from the Chu Family’s inner courtyard, landing at the mansion gates.

The ongoing combatants were stunned by the sudden turn of events.

The Crimson Blade Bull Demon roared furiously, his massive form emanating an oppressive aura that suffocated all present.

With one slap of his palm, the fiercely battling Ji Shang and Chu Feixiong were instantly sent flying backward.

“A Great Saint!” Chu Feixiong’s expression shifted dramatically as he said gravely.

“Today, the Chu Family shall perish,” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon roared, and half of White Emperor City instantly collapsed.

For a moment, no one dared to approach within a hundred miles.

“Quickly, go invite the Madman Ancestor—plead with the Ancestor!” Chu Feixiong shouted frantically.

Once a Great Saint enters the fray, everything changes.

Great Saints belong to the Ghost God Realm, an existence transcending all; they represent the pinnacle of cultivation.

Only a Great Saint can confront another Great Saint—otherwise, no matter how many others gather, they are mere ants marching to their deaths.

The Chu Family members scrambled toward the Forbidden Land in panic, and the Crimson Blade Bull Demon did not obstruct them—for dragging out Mad Chu was precisely his goal.

Outside White Emperor City, Mad Chu’s figure abruptly came to a halt in the void.

“The Chu Family is seeking rescue,” Mad Chu said, furrowing his brows.

“Weren’t you heading to negotiate with the Evil Demon King?” Thunder Python asked.

“Why not negotiate with the Evil Demon King first and let the Chu Family hold on for a while?”

“With a Great Saint joining the battle, the Chu Family cannot hold. If I don’t go, the Chu Family will undeniably be destroyed,” Mad Chu replied coldly.

“How brilliant—a scheme to keep me occupied by leveraging the Chu Family.”

“Then what shall we do?” Thunder Python asked.

“Let’s head back. My negotiation with the Evil Demon King was meant to ensure the survival of the Chu Family.

If the Chu Family falls, then even successful negotiations would be meaningless,” Mad Chu said nonchalantly.

“Why don’t I protect the Chu Family while you go speak with the Evil Demon King?” Thunder Python suggested.

“You’re unqualified. You lack the standing to converse or negotiate with a Great Saint,” Mad Chu responded bluntly.

“Must we simply let them succeed?” Thunder Python said begrudgingly.

“This is an upright, undeniable stratagem. I just hope the Evil Demon King’s intent to kill isn’t too strong,” Mad Chu said, shaking his head.

“He has ties with the White Emperor and experienced the era of the Evil Demon King; naturally, he understands what kind of existence the Evil Demon King truly is.”

He stepped onto Thunder Python’s back, piercing through the clouds as he sped toward White Emperor City.

Within White Emperor City, the Crimson Blade Bull Demon remained practically invincible.

No one could last even a single exchange against him, and half the Chu Family had been reduced to ruins.

When Mad Chu saw this scene, his expression darkened and shifted with uncertainty; he immediately struck a palm toward the Crimson Blade Bull Demon.

The immense palm force nearly collapsed half of the void.

It struck heavily upon the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s back, but the demon wasn’t fazed in the slightest—his nostrils merely exhaled white smoke as he slowly turned his head.

“To bully these people with the stature of a Great Saint—somewhat unbecoming of a Saint’s grace,” Mad Chu stepped forward from the void, observing the devastation with a furrowed brow.

“I, Old Bull, care not for grace or decorum; I only execute the orders I’m given,” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon replied.

Th𝙞ʂ 𝐜h@p𝖙ᥱr 𝚒𝙨 p𝘰ʂţ𝘦𝗱 b𝘺 Ⱪ𝙞ƚҽȠ𝙤𝕧℮|

“Then today, allow me, Chu, to instruct you,” Mad Chu declared.

A white jade necklace hanging around his neck emitted a radiant glow as he extended his hand, drawing out a longsword from within the light.

“The Blade of Frenzy—ranked twentieth among the Divine Swords of eternity.

It is said that when the White Emperor challenged the heavens, the fury of the Principles descended, ultimately severed by this sword.

Thus, it earned the name ‘Frenzy.’”

As this sword emerged, the sect leaders from various forces watching nearby brightened with keen interest—some started recounting the sword’s history.

“Indeed?” others queried doubtfully.

“Why have I heard that this sword was once called Path Severance, only renamed Frenzy?

It’s said the name shifted due to Mad Chu’s mad and relentless battle style,” someone speculated.

Amidst the heated discussion, there was little time for argument.

The moment Mad Chu drew the Blade of Frenzy, his aura shifted dramatically.

An intense, ferocious Sword Intent surged skyward from his surroundings.

The Principle he had comprehended was the Principle of the Sword—renowned for its sharp, cutting edge.

The void cleaved apart like tofu even before his sword struck, splintering into countless fragments.

The Crimson Blade Bull Demon roared furiously, spewing scorching flames from his mouth that carried molten lava, melting everything they touched.

However, Mad Chu showed no fear; he stomped hard enough to shatter a hundred-mile radius, charging straight ahead.

A madman never knows retreat.

And the Blade of Frenzy—true to its name—only moves forward without respite.

Sword Intent swept through the azure firmament, cutting the flames cleanly in half as Mad Chu closed in through the blaze.

Surrounded by sparks scattering in all directions, thunder crashing, and the void splintering—Mad Chu’s Blade of Frenzy struck heavily upon the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s horn.

“You dare think to sever my horn?” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon sneered coldly.

Fierce flames erupted violently from his horn, channeling into the Blade of Frenzy with overwhelming force, sending Mad Chu flying backward.

“Heavenly Net Subduing Demons!” While airborne within the void, Mad Chu hurled the Blade of Frenzy forward.

The Blade of Frenzy shimmered in the void, its sword body trembling incessantly.

In moments, it split into countless streams of Sword Intent.

The Sword Intent fused into one, forming a vast net descending from the heavens to ensnare the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s enormous figure.

The Crimson Blade Bull Demon struggled furiously, but the net was unyielding—he couldn’t break free within a short time.

“Root Reversal, Inverting the Qiankun,” Mad Chu swept his hand wide, causing the firmament to invert entirely.

It felt as if the heavens were suspended upside down, the sun and moon revolving backward; in an instant, the Crimson Blade Bull Demon, once standing on solid ground, was now hung in the void.

The Sword Intent net contracted rapidly, utterly binding him.

“One strike spans eternity,” Mad Chu held the Blade of Frenzy upright in front of him, channeling a dazzling stream of light from its hilt.

The light shot straight toward the sword’s tip, radiating an unparalleled sharpness.

“Though Great Saints possess Life and Death Souls, rendering them eternal and indestructible…

Even so, they can be grievously wounded. Let this strike be your lesson.”

With those words, Mad Chu sent the Blade of Frenzy flying directly toward the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s brow.

As the blade descended, the void became frozen; the Crimson Blade Bull Demon remained immobile, as if heaven and earth converged to a single point.

The sword plunged into the demon’s brow.

Mad Chu’s gaze remained fixed upon the blade. At that moment, dense demonic Qi erupted from the Crimson Blade Bull Demon’s body.

A massive demonic head materialized from within, opening its enormous maw to swallow the Blade of Frenzy whole.

The demon’s horns surged with thunderous rage, shredding apart the Sword Intent net entirely.