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

98: A battle where it’s hard to tell friend from foe”Your father went to the deepest part of the Boundless Star Sea and temporarily entrusted me with the Heavenly Court’s Authority Token!”

”Now that you’re back, I’m returning the Authority Token to you.”

Mu Bingxuan slapped away Wang Qing’s paw and pulled out an ancient, pitch-black token engraved with the three characters ”Heavenly Court Token.”

Wang Qing was a bit surprised. Others would fight tooth and nail for the Heavenly Court Token, but Mu Bingxuan treated it like a hot potato.

He was somewhat amused and exasperated, ”You keep it. The Heavenly Court Token can only mobilize the forces of Penglai Immortal Island; it’s useless to me.”

”To mobilize the four Law Enforcement Halls, one needs the Heavenly Emperor Token or my Imperial Son Token.”

With that, Wang Qing returned the token to Mu Bingxuan, then said, ”Come, let’s go see the situation at the border!”

He transformed into a black mist and left. Mu Bingxuan and Shui Xi exchanged a glance and followed behind, wanting to see the border situation.

At the same time... the border of the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain.

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Immortal arts and Divine Abilities clashed, a hundred flowers blooming, blood mist filling the sky, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless white bones.

From the Chaos mist beyond the five borders, blood and severed limbs occasionally flew out.

What was even more shocking was that in this battle, it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

This was due to the battle between the Transcendents Alliance and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan.

The Eastern Cold Immortal Domain and the Western Cold Immortal Realm couldn’t tell who were enemies and who were allies.

They could only fight individually, killing anyone they encountered, with no logic to speak of.

The Southern Cold Immortal Domain and the Western Cold Immortal Realm, fearing involvement, chose to pledge allegiance to the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain and thus avoided persecution by the demonic cultivators who were taking advantage of the Chaos.

On the Qilin Jade Carriage, Ghostly Underworld Taoist looked at the chaotic battle of nearly a million Immortal Army from Northern Han and Eastern Cold, a grim expression on his face.

Unless the Great Dao God Clan intervened, this battle would only end when the last Immortal fell.

However, the Great Dao God Clan had only appeared a few days ago and hadn’t been seen since.

This made Ghostly Underworld Taoist even more helpless and confused. Wasn’t the Great Dao God Clan the original ruler of the Immortal Realm? They just showed up and left?

At the center of the Chaos mist battlefield.

”Ah!”

A shrill scream tore through the Chaos mist as several Immortal soldiers’ bodies suddenly exploded into plumes of blood mist.

Their limbs twisted into grotesque arcs in mid-air, like Puppets brutally torn apart by an invisible force.

One of their heads rolled onto the deck of the Qilin Immortal Boat, its hollow eye sockets still frozen with an expression of terror.

Blood gushed from the severed neck, blooming into eerie blood flowers on the obsidian-like deck.

The entire Immortal Boat trembled.

Chunks of flesh and blood splattered onto the glazed tiles, and viscous fluids mixed with organs dripped from the eaves.

In less than a quarter of an hour.

The originally gilded and phoenix-decorated gunwales were covered in minced meat and organs, and dark red blood slowly seeped from several sunken deck crevices.

In the most central combat zone, Zhao Ri Tian and Long Aotian were not bickering but cooperating to face the enemy.

Zhao Ri Tian’s pupils contracted into two crimson horizontal lines.

With every step he took, three or four Immortal heads beneath his feet exploded like watermelons.

The splattering brain matter in mid-air was instantly vaporized into a foul-smelling mist by the black and red Evil Qi surging around him.

Long Aotian had just killed an Immortal King titan, and the corpse beneath his feet was still twitching.

That body, which should have lost its life, suddenly arched, and over a dozen blood-red Gu worms burrowed out from its seven orifices.

Those were Soul-Devouring Gu worms that Long Aotian had secretly planted.

”Zhao Ri Tian, if we keep killing like this, the Transcendents Alliance will suffer heavy losses!”

”How about we retreat first and only act after the battle between the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain and the Northern Han Immortal Region ends?”

Long Aotian’s roar was almost drowned out by the sounds of slaughter.

He kicked away an Immortal King attempting a sneak attack, only to find that the opponent was sliced into seventeen or eighteen pieces in mid-air by a bone blade Zhao Ri Tian casually flung out.

Zhao Ri Tian replied while killing, ”What are we waiting for? Let’s finish off these ants first, and discuss other problems later!”

His hair was already matted into stiff clumps by blood, and with every punch, blood beads mixed with minced flesh were flung out.

He was currently charging towards Gu Junan deep within the battlefield, and everywhere he passed, space constantly exploded and then healed.

Each spatial collapse would squeeze three to five Immortals’ flesh and blood into viscous pulp.

A Loose Immortal who had miraculously survived had just gotten up when Zhao Ri Tian glanced back at him.

Then the Loose Immortal’s body began to boil from the inside out, finally exploding into a blood mist amidst a horrific scream.

Long Aotian was finally pushed to the brink.

When an Immortal King spear pierced his chest from an oblique angle, the blood column brought out by the spearhead was a full three zhang high.

The blood in the air actually condensed into countless tiny blood blades, mincing a dozen surrounding Immortal soldiers into paste.

Long Aotian coughed up blood mixed with bone fragments, yet he grinned savagely, grabbed the spear shaft, and forcibly dragged that Immortal King into the black lightning storm raging around him.

Deep within the Chaos mist, screams rose and fell.

Some Immortals’ limbs were brutally torn apart by some force, their flesh and blood exploding like fireworks.

The heads of some Immortal soldiers and generals were twisted off their necks with a bone-grinding crunch.

Even more, a certain small team was swallowed by some invisible entity, leaving only puddles of squirming blood on the ground... Ghostly Underworld Taoist on the Qilin Jade Carriage suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of black Qi mixed with blood foam onto the mystic mirror in front of him.

The battlefield reflected in the mirror was like an Avici Hell, with multicolored Immortal light weaving into a curtain of death.

Every flash of light meant another life turned to dust.

His cloudy pupils contracted sharply as he watched the Immortal Lord of the Northern Han Immortal Region have half his body shattered by Zhao Ri Tian’s punch, and amidst the blood rain, someone was still laughing maniacally... ”Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, amitābha!”

”Save this poor Immortal Realm!”

At the border of the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain, several Golden Buddhas shook their heads, watching the battle in the Chaos mist, wailing mournfully.

This battle was not about good or evil.

Only survival. The Immortals caught in the fight couldn’t escape; not acting would mean death.

Only by abandoning all moral shackles and preserving their lives would they have a chance to laugh last.

”Bhasha Golden Buddha, why don’t you also lead Western Cold Buddhism into the battle?”

Suddenly, a mysterious black mist that blotted out the sky surged from the distant horizon, and Wang Qing emerged from it.

His white hair cascaded over his shoulders, his black and gold robe rustled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he landed at the forefront of the many monks of Western Cold Buddhism.

Bhasha Golden Buddha’s expression was unnatural. Wang Qing had returned from the Wild Realm; if he wanted to, he could stop this battle with a mere flick of his hand.

But if Wang Qing were to stop the battle, he wouldn’t have instigated the war in the Immortal Realm in the first place.

”Fighting is out of the question; taking advantage of the Chaos to reap benefits is the true path!”

Bhasha Golden Buddha clasped his hands together, smiling bitterly.

The Western Cold Immortal Realm and the Southern Cold Immortal Domain had already submitted to the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain, and Wang Qing wasn’t overly harsh, merely scoffing:

”Shakya Golden Buddha tried to take advantage of the Lower Realm Star Sea yesterday and was refined into a Puppet by me.”

”Ah! This?” Bhasha Golden Buddha’s pupils contracted, full of surprise, ”Didn’t Shakya Golden Buddha say he was going to stop the battle? How could he go and take advantage?”