The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

69: The other side is approaching, a melee of fourWang Qing’s white hair, like frost marks from the depths of the netherworld, danced wildly in the wind, and his black-gold robe was torn by the fierce winds, emitting a sharp, curse-like shriek.

The blood rain falling from the sky had not yet touched within three feet of his body.

It was swallowed and evaporated by a writhing black light curtain, hissing as if even the raindrops were wailing in pain.

”Oh?”

”You are actually Chu Daosheng’s wife... This makes me find it interesting.”

Lava spewed from the ground like the blood of Hell.

Wang Qing floated beneath the shattered firmament, the Heavenly Demon Subduing Halberd dissipating into black smoke in his hand.

He swept his sleeve, and behind him, a distorted, fluctuating River of Time suddenly split open... *Whoosh!*

Countless fragments of time, carrying power that annihilated everything, surged forth.

Wherever they passed, the lava dried up and withered as if being sucked away, as if even the flames had their existence stolen.

It was not over yet... In that bizarre river belonging only to Wang Qing!

A ”crack” sounded!

Suddenly, countless time shackles, covered in rust and bloodstains, stretched out like living things, burrowing into the earth and rushing towards Yun Fu, who stood upon the lava.

”Time Shackles!”

”You have actually comprehended the Dao of Time to such an evil extent...”

”However... it still can’t do anything to me!”

Yun Fu shrieked.

She transformed once more into a colossal, multicolored python that blotted out the sky, fiercely tearing open the earth and fleeing into the deeper, hotter core of the earth.

A hint of gloom flashed in Wang Qing’s eyes.

It was at this moment that a cold voice rang out.

”Wang Qing — do you dare to step into this Ten Thousand Blood Sea? And engage in a life-and-death battle with me!”

Chu Daosheng’s ten-thousand-foot blood body rapidly shrunk, treading on towering blood waves, a sneering and twisted smile on his lips.

Wang Qing withdrew his gaze, which had been looking down at the earth, and coldly glanced at the bizarre blood-colored Formation floating on the Ten Thousand Blood Sea.

A faint light flickered in his eyes; Chu Daosheng probably wanted to lure him into the Formation to refine him with it.

”Argh—!”

The core lava erupted again!

Many native creatures who had come to seek Opportunity turned into charred dry bones before even letting out a scream, then were swallowed by the lava.

The Immortals of the Immortal Realm frantically ascended into the sky, their eyes filled with horror, watching the ground transform into Hell.

Eastern Cold and the Northern Cold Immortal Lord were still locked in a death struggle; space continuously collapsed wherever they passed, and stars shattered.

The Great Thousand Bright Realm had long been fragmented, turning into hundreds of floating dead landmasses suspended in the dark Void Realm.

”Brother Chu! If Wang Qing dares not enter the Formation, first help me kill Tianji Zi and Zhao Jun!”

”Bang!”

Zhao Ri Tian was blasted out from the depths of the Ten Thousand Blood Sea, covered in blood.

Tianji Zi and Zhao Jun pursued him like shadows, each move aiming for his life, Evil Qi soaring to the heavens.

”Heh... as you wish.”

Chu Daosheng grinned sinisterly and formed a seal, chanting obscure incantations:

”Blood God... Open Heaven!”

Rumble... The hundred thousand mountain Formation eyes hummed simultaneously, and endless blood Qi and resentment gathered into a colossal blood-colored demonic shadow that reached the heavens and earth.

The demonic shadow’s face was blurry, only a pair of crimson blood-red eyes burned brightly.

It unleashed a punch, carrying monstrous resentment that corroded everything and the power of Luck, pressing directly down on Tianji Zi and Zhao Jun!

This strike had far surpassed the Immortal Emperor realm; the Ten Thousand Blood Sea churned like billions of wronged souls wailing, stirring up violent blood waves.

Tianji Zi and Zhao Jun’s Divine Souls trembled, and they retreated rapidly, yet they were still entangled and swallowed by the blood-colored storm.

”Staining the Dao with the blood of all living beings... the Heavenly Fortune God Clan has ultimately embarked on the path of evil sacrifices.”

Wang Qing commented indifferently, then pressed down with his palm.

A colossal hand from the Far Shore, blotting out the sky, crashed down, its palm lines like billions of prostrating departed souls!

”Bang!”

The blood-colored demonic shadow instantly shattered, and the storm dissipated.

Tianji Zi and Zhao Jun emerged in disarray, their Dao robes riddled with countless holes, their flesh and blood visibly mangled.

”Your Highness, the Emperor’s Son... we are incompetent.”

”It’s fine.”

Wang Qing’s gaze did not shift.

”Go and end the battle between Northern Han and Eastern Cold; if necessary... send them to Reincarnation.”

After speaking, he stepped into the Ten Thousand Blood Sea secret Formation, and black Far Shore flowers spread and bloomed beneath his feet, like a path to the netherworld.

Chu Daosheng laughed wildly without cease, his hand seals changing again: ”Wang Qing... you have finally stepped into my Ten Thousand Blood Sea secret Formation!”

”Hahahahaha...”

”I will use this Formation to extract your Far Shore bones and refine your Reincarnation soul!”

”Everything about you will belong to me!”

The Formation power roared into operation, and the hundred thousand mountain peaks lit up like blood-red nails, frantically extracting the Origin and souls of all Immortal Kings of the Tianyuan Clan.

”Ah!”

The high-ranking members of the Tianyuan Clan let out mournful screams.

”No!”

”Elder Daosheng! Why would you do this!?”

Chu Xinghe struggled out from the depths of the Ten Thousand Blood Sea, blood oozing from his seven orifices, his eyes splitting with rage.

He watched as his clansmen turned into mummified corpses one by one, their souls torn and devoured by the Formation.

”It is their honor to be sacrificed for the great cause of the God Race!”

Chu Daosheng’s face was twisted like a fiend, the Formation’s power augmenting him.

His hair danced wildly like snakes, and his body continuously swelled and deformed, as if it would tear apart this world of death at any moment.

Chu Xinghe stood stunned, his Dao Heart on the verge of collapse.

”Blood God... Open Heaven!!”

Chu Daosheng roared, and the entire Ten Thousand Blood Sea suddenly rolled back.

A crimson vortex, encompassing everything, pressed down from the sky, devouring light, devouring the Luck of this realm, devouring all existence!

”Go...!”

Zhao Ri Tian grabbed Chu Xinghe, tearing open the Void Realm, attempting to escape.

Wang Qing looked up, feeling his Far Shore power being frantically torn, and a hint of true killing intent finally flashed in his eyes.

”Chu Daosheng... you actually use the Origin of Immortal Kings as fuel to ignite such a defiled Formation.”

He slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it into the Void Realm... ”Om...”

Boundless black mist seeped out from the cracks in the Void Realm.

A land of the Far Shore, where light and darkness intertwined, and life and death cycled, descended upon this place.

Wherever it passed, all things were annihilated, yet strangely reshaped as before.

”Far Shore... Descends.”

Wang Qing’s voice was as cold as the wind of the Nine Hells; that land of the Far Shore suddenly twisted, transforming into a black and white longsword that spanned reality and illusion.

He raised his hand, gripped the black and white Far Shore Sword, and slashed down!

Wherever the sword light passed, all colors, sounds, and existence were erased, leaving only the most primitive ”nothingness” sweeping down.

Chu Daosheng’s pupils constricted, his Divine Soul trembled, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar:

”You are not a Far Shore Legacy holder at all!”

”You are the Lord of the Other Shore who rules the Land of the Far Shore!!!”

”Damn you, how can you be such a scammer!”

The Far Shore Sword had not yet fallen!

Chu Daosheng cursed frantically without cease, scared out of his wits.

He quickly tore apart the black and white world around him, his hands forming seals again, and shouted in a broken voice, disregarding his image:

”Old Ancestor... save me!”

His voice was mournful, as if Wang Qing had made the first move!

Wang Qing looked startled!

This old geezer actually invited the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Fortune God Clan?

”Buzz buzz buzz!”

Ancient sacrificial Dao sounds rang out!

The Far Shore Sword did not have time to fall; the distinct black and white, twisted and non-existent world was forcibly torn apart.

A hoarse voice rang out!

”Wang Qing, you’ve gone too far!”

”It is your honor that the Heavenly Fortune God Clan wants your Far Shore Legacy; it’s one thing if you don’t give it!”

”But you even dared to summon the Far Shore Sword, such a non-existent power. This old man finds it very necessary to eliminate demons and defend the Dao for all realms!”

”Go to Hell!”

The hoarse voice fell!

An Immortal-like old man, tearing apart the non-existent black and white world, descended, holding a whisk to entangle the Far Shore Sword!

The old man’s other hand suddenly stretched out, intending to crush Wang Qing to death.

For the first time, Wang Qing showed a grave expression, intending to unleash all the power of the Land of the Far Shore to fight!