I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1264: The Great Battle Before Rihua City

The Ghost Tribe army began to ascend along the steps of the giant tree.

The bark of the giant tree was shedding, having withered for countless years, making the ghost spirits before it appear even smaller than ants.

The sixteen Ghost Kings stood around, letting the ghost spirit army scout ahead while they observed the situation.

The mighty ghost spirit army surrounded the entire giant tree, leaving no gaps.

Among the sixteen Ghost Kings, one of them, bald-headed and extremely ferocious, stepped forward.

He wore Buddha beads around his neck and held an oval incense burner in his hand.

Several Ghost Kings exchanged glances, and then the ferocious Ghost King infused Spiritual Energy into the incense burner.

“A trace of Killing Breath, and all ghost gods are traceless.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the incense burner began to tremble, and strands of black qi emerged from it.

The black qi split into two strands, one seemed to be divining the secrets of the heavens, stirring the winds and clouds above.

The other, a small branch, floated towards the spot where Xu Zimei and his companions were hiding.

The group was startled, never expecting to be discovered so easily.

Even the bald Ghost King was momentarily taken aback, then sneered, “Didn’t expect to catch a few little mice as a bonus.”

He flicked his finger, and powerful Ghost Qi exploded in the yellow sand, forcibly exposing Xu Zimei and his companions.

“This is troublesome,” the members of the Divine Race said gravely.

Seeing Xu Zimei and the leading man and his group, the Ghost King of Youdu and Ghost King Tianqing instantly understood.

“These are the ones who intercepted our convoy midway,” the Ghost King of Youdu chuckled.

“It’s true that you can find things without even searching,” Ghost King Tianqing sneered.

The sixteen Ghost Kings instantly soared into the air, surrounding the Divine Race group.

Each Ghost King’s aura was that of a Great Emperor, surging and raging, joining together like an impenetrable web.

“You better surrender quietly,” the Ghost King of Youdu said.

“I’ll hold them off for a while, try to tear open a gap, and if you can escape, do so,” the leading man sighed.

Faced with sixteen Ghost Kings, he knew their chances were slim.

But surrendering wasn’t the style of the Divine Race.

“Fight!” The five of them shone with divine light, golden radiance flickering continuously.

The swords and sabers in their hands spun.

“Focus your strength, don’t spread out,” the leading man softly commanded.

Then, he charged towards the Ghost King of Youdu first, and except for Xu Zimei, the other five joined the attack.

The leading man possessed the strength of a Great Emperor, while the others were slightly weaker.

“Didn’t expect there to be such talents in the Divine Race,” the Ghost King of Youdu said with a sudden gleam in his eye, smiling.

“My favorite hobby is to crush geniuses.”

The Ghost King of Youdu exuded a deadly aura, clashing with the incoming divine light, causing constant explosions to echo.

Their figures were entangled and then parted, while the other members of the Divine Race rushed towards the outside.

The sixteen Ghost Kings were calm, watching them flee with a mocking expression.

Another Ghost King snapped his fingers, and the sound echoed across the desert.

In the next moment, the vast yellow sand formed into a tornado, swirling overwhelmingly towards the group.

The world seemed upside down, as if the entire firmament was stirred by the tornado of yellow sand.

The five individuals had no time to resist before being blown into the sky.

Qianhe unleashed a surge of golden light, and a Golden Crane burst out of the tornado’s confines, attempting to soar thousands of miles away.

Among the sixteen Ghost Kings, the Kasaya Ghost King stepped forward, retrieved the kasaya from his waist, and tossed it into the firmament.

The kasaya instantly elongated for thousands of miles, enveloping everyone’s figures completely.

No matter how the Divine Race struggled, it was to no avail.

The storm subsided, and the kasaya descended from the sky, slamming them harshly into the ground.

They were all in a sorry state, while on the other side, the leading man was still battling the Ghost King of Youdu.

“Stop, or your companions will all die,” Ghost King Tianqing said blandly.

Hearing his words, the leading man glanced at the members of the Divine Race, his face contorted, and he finally stopped.

The Ghost King of Youdu struck his palm on the leader’s chest, causing him to immediately cough up a large mouthful of blood.

“What do you plan to do with us?” the leading man asked with a frown.

“Between the Divine Race and the Ghost Tribe, it’s always a fight to the death,” the Ghost King of Youdu laughed.

“What do you think? What’s the best way to deal with you?”

“The Divine Race army is coming; your Ghost Tribe will gain no advantages then,” shouted someone among the Divine Race wrapped in the kasaya.

“Shut up,” the leading man glared at the person, feeling he had run into a foolish teammate.

Currently, the Ghost Tribe’s attention was all on Rihua City. If the Divine Race army could surprise them with an attack, the Ghost Tribe might not be obliterated, but their combat strength would be halved.

By then, the situation would be more favorable for the Divine Race.

“Oh, really,” the Ghost King of Youdu chuckled and said.

Th𝘪𝐬 ƈhαp𝓉𝓮r 𝗂𝕤 p𝕠𝐬𝓉𝙚𝕕 bყ 𝒌𝕀𝗍𝘦η◎𝐯ҽ𝓁

“Thanks for the reminder; we can prepare as well.”

While the Divine Race and the Ghost Tribe were talking, Xu Zimei found Xie Changliu, and they stood under the giant tree, engrossed in their discussion.

“This is Rihua City then.”

“It’s a bit different from what I imagined.”

“This giant tree should have been powerful in the past, but now it’s dead,” Xu Zimei said, gently stroking the tree trunk to sense it.

“It seems this place is indeed related to the Flower of Death.”

He didn’t expect that something they concocted would turn out to be true now.

“You two over there, what are you doing?” Ghost King Tianqing noticed Xu Zimei and his companion, shouting.

“These two are useless; just eliminate them,” another Ghost King said.

“Lest they spread the word and make the situation more chaotic.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ghost King Tianqing saw Xu Zimei ignoring him and was slightly annoyed.

He swung his Killing Hammer repeatedly, eventually hurling it fiercely at the two of them.

People hadn’t paid much attention initially, as they were just two insignificant pests easily wiped out.

However, in the next moment, there was a “bang” sound.

Xie Changliu’s longsword appeared out of nowhere, under the sharp sword light, the sword tip plunged into the hammer.

Xie Changliu gripped the sword with both hands, swung it forcefully towards the firmament, and the hammer followed the sword’s movement, forcibly torn from Ghost King Tianqing’s hand.

This unexpected turn surprised the others.

“Tianqing, you’ve been bested by a junior,” a nearby Ghost King said gleefully.

“Letting someone else snatch your weapon.”

“Shut up,” Ghost King Tianqing snorted.

His right hand manifested black light, transforming into a Death Claw, attacking Xie Changliu at lightning speed.

The Death Claw aimed directly at Xie Changliu’s abdomen.

Xie Changliu was startled by the speed.