I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1034 - 1033: I’m Just Not Happy

Chapter 1034: Chapter 1033: I’m Just Not Happy

As for whether what the Blood God said was true, that depended on the situation. If the other party deceived him, he wouldn’t mind leaving the corpse in the wilderness, letting it rest in unease even after death.

The two emerged from the tomb and continued on their path.

Around them were only small burial grounds that didn’t arouse any interest.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the two stopped before a huge Ice Palace.

On this path, Xu Zimei also saw several corpses, all of whom were those who had entered with him.

Standing before the icy palace, one could feel a chill seeping out from within.

Even with their robust constitutions, they could feel the cold, indicating that this place was no ordinary one.

The door sealed by the frozen ice was tightly shut.

With one palm strike from the Divine Emperor, the entire door shattered instantly, breaking into countless ice sculptures.

From within, a gust of wind that seemed to wail like ghosts blew out from the tunnel of cold air.

The wind squinted their eyes, instantly freezing the Divine Emperor into a statue.

A “crack” sound followed, as the Divine Emperor broke free from the ice.

He smiled and said, “I was careless.”

“Let’s go in and see,” Xu Zimei suggested.

The two took the lead and walked forward, witnessing a scene that was hard to describe in words.

They found themselves in a frozen world.

This place resembled a kingdom of ice, a small world dedicated to the cold.

Iron trees and silver flowers, various trees akin to primordial forests, shooting up from the ground.

Various bright flowers bloomed competitively.

There were birds, white rabbits, green grass, and heavy snow.

Also, a waterfall, as if descending vertically from the ninth heaven, was frozen by the cold ice.

Everywhere you looked, it had everything, yet nothing had life, all were converged from the cold ice.

This gave a conflicting feeling of prosperity and bleakness.

The layer of ice on the ground continuously shattered, and goose-feather-like heavy snow fell from above.

One after another, white tigers made of ice emerged from the ground.

Their fierce heads roaring fiercely, countless white tigers pounced towards them.

These white tigers were not weak, but they were hardly a challenge for the two.

Xu Zimei calmly walked forward.

With a slight wave of his left hand, countless white tigers were blown away.

With each move, the Great Dao naturally emerged, with a shocking momentum, as if a rainbow pierced through the sun, and the void broke under the pressure.

The mournful cries of the white tigers, and the sounds of them crashing into the ice layer, kept on echoing.

The two moved forward unimpeded.

They finally reached the deepest part of the Cold Ice Grave.

The ground trembled, and all life ceased.

White frost covered the air.

Ahead was a majestic statue.

The statue was a woman holding an Ice Staff, with long white hair flowing behind her.

A crown rested atop her head.

The spacious white robe fluttered in the wind.

The Ice Principle filled the entire Endless Void.

“Outsiders,” a majestic voice fell.

The enormous statue in front moved, her right hand stretched out, each movement brought about miles of drifting snow and sealed a thousand miles of ice.

The storm of snow in the depths of the grave surged.

Roaring past, as if it wanted to devour heaven and earth, drowning everything in the blizzard.

A huge hand struck, and the Divine Emperor directly threw a punch.

In an instant, his body froze, and he was sent flying.

His Divine Profound Meaning was also completely frozen.

“Are you alright,” Xu Zimei asked from the side.

The Divine Emperor broke free from the ice, spitting out ice chunks from his mouth.

Disheveled, just one move left him in such a sorry state.

“What exactly are these Divine Spirits from the Mythical Era?

Wasn’t it said that even a Great Emperor can’t last long in Yuan Central Continent?”

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“Who knows about such ancient things,” Xu Zimei replied.

His Tyra nt Shadow took the opportunity to strike, with Heaven Shaking Blade Intent tearing through the snowstorm and the void, descending from the Firmament, landing heavily on the statue.

With a “bang,” the ice and snow statue didn’t even leave a trace.

Its defense was moving.

Then another palm strike fell, and the figures of Xu Zimei and another quickly scattered to dodge.

“Outsiders, prepare to face the wrath of the Ice God.”

The immense voice continually echoed in this world of ice and snow.

“We are sent by the Blood God,” shouted the Divine Emperor.

Hearing the Divine Emperor’s voice, the giant hand in the snowstorm seemed to hesitate, and even the snowstorm briefly stilled.

The Divine Emperor quickly asked Xu Zimei to take out the Token.

The Token was thrown, instantly submerged in the blizzard.

After a moment of silence, a voice in the snowstorm spoke, “What does he want you to do?”

“He wants to know how you are doing now, asking us to come and visit you,” the Divine Emperor quickly replied.

Xu Zimei chuckled softly on the side.

He did not expect the Divine Emperor to yield so quickly; he was not serious at all.

“Would he be so kind-hearted?” the voice in the snow coldly said.

“Without him, how could we have fallen to this state?”

The Divine Emperor didn’t reply, after all, he didn’t understand the intricate story behind this.

“Tell him we will not give up, everything will rise again from the ashes,” continued the voice in the snow.

“We will convey your message,” replied the Divine Emperor.

“Scram,” the voice said with intense anger.

“Let’s go,” the Divine Emperor looked at Xu Zimei.

He now just wanted to leave this place; the power of the Divine Spirits had already exceeded his imagination.

“So we’re leaving without any dignity?” Xu Zimei said on the side.

“What do you want to do?” The Divine Emperor paused, looking at Xu Zimei with some surprise.

“Don’t you know two words, called ‘shame’,” Xu Zimei replied.

Holding Tyra nt Shadow, his slender figure walked toward the depths of the ice and snow.

“This is not your era.

Whether you are a God of the bygone days, or a surviving counterfeit god, in my era, you shall bow down.”

Blade Intent of Tyra nt Shadow continuously surged.

Around him, numerous Profound Meanings revolved.

“No need to fight them, we’re only here for the Divine Crystals,” shouted the Divine Emperor from behind.

“It’s not about the Divine Crystals; I’m just displeased,” Xu Zimei turned back and said lightly.

“In the Mythical Era, they might have been Dominators.

But in the Era of Emperors, the era when I carry the Destiny, why should they?”

With a question of why, the Blade Intent around Xu Zimei surged to its limits.

He swung the Tyrant Shadow, and that faint blade light burst forth with endless Blade Intent, rampaging through, tearing apart all the ice and snow.

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One move followed another, the Blade Intent continuous and supremely overbearing.

Every bit of ice encountered was merely Dead Souls under his blade.

The Divine Emperor watched his valiant figure charging forward, suddenly sensing the gap between them.

“I did not wish to kill you, but since you seek death, I shall fulfill it.”

The voice in the ice and snow seemed furiously enraged.

This is the price a human pays for challenging Divine Spirits.

Shamed her.