I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1238: The Classification of the Great Saint’s Realm

Seeing this scene, Chu Kuangren’s gaze sharpened slightly. With Sword Intent brimming from his right hand, he summoned, and the roaring Demon howled as the Mad Dao Sword pierced through it, returning to Chu Kuangren’s hand.

Chu Kuangren’s expression grew darker. He knew that if this fight continued, even if White Emperor City was destroyed, there would still be no victor between them.

“How about we end this here?” Chu Kuangren spoke first.

“Why end it? A battle should be fought to one’s heart’s content. Worrying too much will only slow your draw,” Crimson Blade Bull Demon replied unhappily.

“Very well. Since that’s the case, I haven’t had a proper fight in tens of thousands of years. Why not accompany you in one?” Chu Kuangren said, then turned to Chu Feixiong and instructed,

“Lead everyone in the Chu Family to retreat a hundred miles away. Until the battle is over, no one is allowed to return.”

The Mad Dao Sword in his hand trembled, as if yearning for combat.

Holy Power surged from both men, splitting half the firmament as they faced off against each other.

As the crucial moment neared, both of them suddenly turned their heads toward the north.

There, the firmament was being consumed by streaks of blood-red. The crimson tide spread forth—toward White Emperor City.

“So they’ve come after all,” Chu Kuangren murmured to himself.

“Take everyone and leave!” he turned to Chu Feixiong and shouted.

Then, stepping into the air alone, he stood before the endless blood-red sky. “I wonder, Evil Demon King, what brings you to my White Emperor City?”

“So it’s you. The little errand boy of the White Emperor,” a burst of laughter echoed from the scarlet firmament.

In a blink, the blood-red heavens had devoured White Emperor City completely, its speed remarkably swift.

From within the crimson sky emerged a lone figure, all presence converging on him.

He wore a blood robe, an endless Sea of Blood roiling behind him, and his blood-red cloak danced in the wind.

“The past is not worth mentioning. What have you come for, Evil Demon King?” Chu Kuangren demanded again.

“I’m looking for someone,” the Evil Demon King replied with a grin.

“You may look, but could you refrain from implicating my Chu Family?” Chu Kuangren asked.

“Errand boy, since when do I need your permission to handle my affairs?” the Evil Demon King laughed.

“Do you think this is still the era of the Heaven-Challenging Day, the White Emperor’s prime?”

“Then I must apologize, I absolutely cannot let you pass through me,” Chu Kuangren said firmly.

“Oh? Two Great Saints? How interesting,” the Evil Demon King remarked as he glanced at Chu Kuangren and then at the Crimson Blade Bull Demon standing behind him.

“Since my revival, this will be my first time stretching my muscles. This could be a bit entertaining.”

“Relay a message to your master—let us join forces,” Chu Kuangren looked at the Crimson Blade Bull Demon and proposed.

“Then let’s join forces!” the Crimson Blade Bull Demon laughed heartily.

Chu Kuangren raised his sword, Sword Intent raging across the heavens as he charged toward the Evil Demon King.

At the same time, the Crimson Blade Bull Demon, with its horns leading, also stormed toward the enemy.

The Evil Demon King’s expression remained calm as he watched them approach. Raising his palms, he revealed blood-colored streams surging within his hands.

The streams grew in density, eventually forming two blood-red vortexes.

As the pair attacked, the blood-red vortexes surged forward, swallowing them whole.

The Evil Demon King laughed maniacally as the vortexes spun ceaselessly, stirring up the surrounding void with overwhelming force.

The crazed laughter echoed throughout the sky.

“One Slash to Condemn, Eternity in an Instant!”

With a resonant Sword Intent and a sharp cry, the vortexes shattered in an instant.

The roaring Sword Intent struck directly at the Evil Demon King’s neck.

Yet his neck flowed like liquid blood, impervious to the Sword Intent’s attack.

It resembled a cascading waterfall, impossible to cut with any weapon.

“This is… the Enchanted Soul Blood Demon Body,” Xu Zimei, watching from afar, murmured to himself.

It was one of the ten legendary Divine Bodies.

This Divine Physique was immune to all physical attacks—only attacks targeting the Divine Soul could harm it.

“This is troublesome,” Xu Zimei muttered to himself.

In the firmament, even Chu Kuangren seemed briefly stunned.

“How do you possess this physique?”

He recalled that during the White Emperor’s sealing, the Evil Demon King hadn’t possessed such a constitution.

“Do you think I’d be foolish enough to reveal everything to you?” the Evil Demon King sneered coldly.

With a wave of his hand, the boundless Sea of Blood surged once more.

From within the blood sea, countless skeletal remains crawled out, only to be swallowed again instantly.

The wailing of bones resounded endlessly as blood and flesh dissolved into the simmering cauldron of the Sea of Blood.

The Sea of Blood engulfed everything it passed, consuming even the void, annihilating all within it.

Crimson Blade Bull Demon roared ferociously. Fearless, he waded into the blood sea, his form entwined with its currents, Demonic Qi enveloping his body.

“Demon Lord Domination!” As consuming Demonic Qi suffused the skies, the Crimson Blade Bull Demon underwent an earth-shaking transformation.

The dense fur he once had now turned iron-like, and his pitch-black frame was overlaid with molten veins crisscrossing his body.

His horns extended to nearly ten centimeters, and his form appeared even more imposing.

With each step into the void, without exerting much force, he shook the firmament, his sheer mass emanating an overwhelming sense of dominance.

The heavy, thunderous sound of his footfalls reverberated across the heavens, overpowering all other sounds as he advanced step by step toward the Evil Demon King.

The Evil Demon King’s brow furrowed slightly, his Sea of Blood swirling in his hands. Yet, as the crimson tide drenched the Crimson Blade Bull Demon, it had no effect whatsoever.

The Sea of Blood, capable of melting anything, left the Bull Demon unscathed.

The Evil Demon King’s brows knitted tighter as he glanced at Chu Kuangren. At that moment, Chu Kuangren stood with his eyes closed, gripping his sword, seemingly brewing something profound.

“I’ll deal with you first, then with him,” the Evil Demon King said indifferently.

“Blood Sacrifice to the Skies,” the Evil Demon King raised a hand, severing one of his arms as it detached from his body.

The severed arm exuded thick, endless blood that cascaded downward in torrents.

This created an awe-inspiring ocean of blood that seemed to flood the heavens.

From the severed arm sprouted the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, descending from realms beyond, carrying the sacred essence of Taoist Charm.

“Master, he’s performing a Heaven Sacrifice,” Bai Meng, observing from the sidelines, said to Xu Zimei.

“This Evil Demon King seems rather powerful,” Xu Zimei nodded calmly.

“Does the Master know the classifications of the Great Saint Realm?” Bai Meng asked further.

“Go ahead and explain,” Xu Zimei replied.

Though he had not yet reached the Great Saint Realm, he knew he would face it one day.

“The Great Saints and Great Emperors share the same system with five levels,” Bai Meng began to elaborate.

Th𝐢ѕ ₡hⱯp𝐭ҽr ı𝘴 pο𝕤†є𝒹 b𝕪 𝘒𝐢ţᥱ𝓃ο𝙫ҽ𝐥

“Supreme, Mixed Yuan, Eternal, Creation, and finally, Holy King.”

“At what level is the Evil Demon King?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Judging by his current power, the integration of soul and flesh—he’s likely at Mixed Yuan,” Bai Meng explained. “The Old Bull is the same, also at Mixed Yuan. As for Chu Kuangren, I find him a bit difficult to comprehend.”

“Difficult to comprehend?” Xu Zimei asked in surprise.

“At first, I sensed he was at the Supreme level. But now, as he continues to brew his energy,

His rapid ascension is… unbelievable,” Bai Meng replied with a frown.