I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1065 - 1064: The Secret of the Palace, Coercion

The wall spans a thousand meters, its end not visible at a glance.

There is a mural on the wall.

The mural depicts a great battle.

Flesh blurred, bones piled into mountains, immortals standing in the firmament above, a sweep of the eye reveals the presence of several great emperors.

Above in the Heavenly Dao, the Eye of Heavenly Dao vaguely opens.

Overlooking the entire world.

Without looking closely, just a rough glance, Xu Zimei could feel the grandeur and brutality of this magnificent battle.

"What is this?" Xia Wanqing asked.

Xu Zimei did not answer; he brushed his hand lightly over the mural, as if he could feel the emotions of the characters within.

It was as if he returned to that fiery era.

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Interesting, this world is truly vast."

He continued to walk toward the end of the mural.

Along the way, the content of the mural became more captivating.

The Heavenly Dao seemed furious; from time to time, great emperors fell, lightning flashed, and thunder roared, as if the end of the world.

But in that firmament, no matter how the Heavenly Dao raged, there stood several figures unwavering.

They stood face to face with the Heavenly Dao from afar.

The depiction ends here.

And so Xu Zimei and another reached the end of the mural.

The last scene of the mural shows a woman.

The woman is dressed in colorful cloud robes, emitting a radiant light like glass.

Her figure collides with a torrent descending from the Heavenly Dao.

Xia Wanqing was about to ask something when suddenly the Heavenly Dao burst out of the mural.

Charging towards Xu Zimei and her.

"It's this thing," Xu Zimei smiled.

Before entering the palace, he had sensed this power.

When the torrent burst forth, Xu Zimei directly opened the entrance to the Divine Continent and captured it.

"Let's go," he said calmly.

"What exactly are these?" Xia Wanqing asked curiously.

"They are remnants of some ancient battles," Xu Zimei pondered for a bit.

"But currently, we are not in touch with them, no need to worry."

"What do we say when we go out?" Xia Wanqing asked.

"They will definitely think we monopolized the legacies of the Heaven Martial Emperor and Nine Nights Immortal King.

There's no legacy here at all."

"Just tell the truth," Xu Zimei replied.

"With me here, nothing will go wrong."

"I'm worried about the Qianniu Taoist Court, it seems that Great Emperor Funiu is still in this world," Xia Wanqing said worriedly.

"Unlike the Heaven Martial Sect, part of the reason the Qianniu Taoist Court is so powerful is that their own emperor presides over it."

"If it were a Great Saint, maybe we'd consider it, but forget the emperor," Xu Zimei shook his head.

He said, "Just say there's no legacy here, just a temporary foothold of the Heaven Martial Emperor and Nine Nights Immortal King.

As for this palace, let's not mention it."

"I understand," Xia Wanqing obediently nodded her head.

Before leaving, Xu Zimei took one last look at the palace.

He did not know if one day in the future, he would end up like the owner of this palace.

Although they didn't acquire any physical treasures on this journey, some information is much more important than treasures.

The space in front started to fluctuate, and the two of them walked out from the small world.

Just before leaving, Xu Zimei waved his hand, banishing this small world into the void.

This so-called banishment is to exile the small world into the void.

Space is everywhere, it can be said that time and space are one of the most important components of the entire world.

Perhaps one day, this small world might appear somewhere else, or perhaps it will be forever without daylight.

Xu Zimei simply did not want to let anyone disturb the peace here.

Because the owner of the palace, like him, shares the same goal and can be considered a like-minded person.

It's just that they do not know each other.

...…

Having just stepped out of the small world, Xu Zimei immediately felt countless gazes fixed upon him.

The Galaxy and Sunset Empires.

And also the Qianniu Taoist Court, but this time there was an old man beside the three people from Qianniu Taoist Court.

"This is bringing in backup," Xu Zimei commented with a smile.

The old man's aura is powerful, possessing a strength at the pinnacle of the Saint Vein.

Perhaps even stronger.

Dressed in a gray robe, his eyes faintly exuded a pressuring might.

He frowned when he looked at Xu Zimei.

He, surprisingly, could not see through Xu Zimei.

"Young Master Xu, Miss Xia, where is the legacy?" Emperor Chu asked first.

After all, this was related to the future of the Galaxy Empire.

In certain aspects, Xu Zimei and Xia Wanqing also represented their Galaxy Empire.

"There is no legacy there, just an Old Land of our ancestors," Xia Wanqing replied.

"Is that so? Then I must go see for myself," Emperor Chu said.

"The small world has already vanished, if Emperor Chu can find it, I have no objections," Xu Zimei said.

"Young Master Xu, aren't you being a bit too excessive?" Emperor Chu squinted slightly and spoke lightly.

"This small world was discovered by everyone together, and it's located within the territory of the Taoist Courts.

Do you intend to monopolize the legacy?"

"I said there is no legacy, can you not understand human speech?" Xu Zimei retorted.

"Then let us search you," Emperor Chu had just started saying when he saw Xu Zimei's gaze fall on him.

He staggered as if heavily struck, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsing on the ground.

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"Young Master Xu, no matter how strong you are, can you really be stronger than the Taoist Courts?" Emperor Chu struggled to stand up from the ground and continued.

His calculations were clever.

With the Taoist Courts backing him, if they could perform well, perhaps when the Taoist Courts merged the two empires, they would have an advantage.

"This gentleman," just then, the new old man from the Qianniu Taoist Court stepped forward to speak.

"The Qianniu Taoist Court has old relations with the Heaven Martial Sect, we do not wish to make things difficult for you.

Just hand over the legacy, and it will be as if nothing happened, how about that?"

Seeing Xu Zimei being placed in a difficult position, Xia Wanqing was quite angered.

She stepped forward and said, "We've already said, there is no legacy.

Even if you keep pressuring us, we have no legacy to hand over.

If you truly will not relent, then let it be destruction for both."

"You, the Heaven Martial Sect, have the standing to fight to the death with us?" Xiao Buhui said disdainfully.

Xia Wanqing gave him a look and slowly took out a painting left behind by the Heaven Martial Emperor.

The moment this painting was unfolded, an imposing imperial might surged.

Above the whole firmament, there appeared a figure breaking through.

Inside that painting, there shone the radiant light of an emperor.

"It's the Heaven Martial Emperor," Emperor Chu exclaimed.

"You still claim to have no legacy."

"We only obtained a painting, nothing else," Xia Wanqing explained.

When this celestial imperial might emerged, the old man from the Qianniu Taoist Court's expression subtly changed.

Although it was only a painting, it had made him feel threatened.

The might of an Emperor, terrifying as such.

His expression flickering, he looked at Xia Wanqing, then suddenly let out a light laugh.