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

214: Who told you that the Child of the Great Dao can create a new realm?East-slaying Feather’s pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle points, his entire body stiffened in place, and his mind went blank.

All the anger, anxiety, and violence he had felt moments before were instantly submerged by a more primal, deeper fear originating from the instinct of life itself.

Everything was because he had thought of the portrait of the Lord of the Other Shore... which had appeared in countless ancient scrolls... and was even recorded in forbidden chapters... Now that the Immortal Master was reflected in reality, his Aura, though lacking the monstrous ferocity depicted in the paintings, possessed an inexplicable transcendence.

But that unique, ethereal Aura, and those bottomless eyes capable of swallowing entire star seas... were enough to make any living being tremble.

East-slaying Feather was completely unnerved, never having imagined that Wang Qing, the Lord of the Other Shore mentioned in ancient texts, would appear in the Immortal Realm.

”You... you... you are Wang Qing?!”

”Why... why are you here?!”

His voice trembled violently, uncontrollably, every word seeming to be squeezed out with difficulty, carrying boundless shock and disbelief.

As his voice faded, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of three other silent old men standing beside Wang Qing.

Although the Aura of those three elders was restrained, the sense of profound, immovable stability they unconsciously emitted was... actually no less than that of his Revered Master in his peak period!

This discovery completely crushed East-slaying Feather’s mental defenses.

A cold despair instantly shot from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head, freezing the blood throughout his body.

His Revered Master had already met with misfortune. Facing Wang Qing, this living legend, plus three terrifying existences suspected to be in the Dao Exhaustion Realm... the current situation was a certain death, with absolutely no chance of survival!

His face instantly turned paper-white, devoid of color, and his body could not stop trembling slightly.

The courage and rage he had mustered earlier vanished completely in the face of the absolute gap in strength and the terrifying reputation.

”It seems Xie Shengtian has instilled a lot of things about me into you!”

”However, even if you recognize me, your only outcome is death.”

”Commit suicide! Perhaps I can leave your body whole!”

Wang Qing’s words were extremely indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

Every word was like a cold wind scraped from an eternal ice plain, carrying no warmth, piercing directly into East-slaying Feather’s Soul.

The voice was not loud, yet it contained a certain Law that transcended time and space.

It caused the surrounding air to solidify, and even the light seemed to become viscous and heavy at this moment.

East-slaying Feather only felt an invisible pressure surging from all directions, like countless cold hands gripping his throat, making even breathing difficult.

Wang Jizi, Shui Tianqiong, and Nine Abyss, standing nearby, also regained their composure, none of them feeling any sympathy.

Their gazes were calm as water, yet revealed an indifference, like looking down upon ants.

Wang Jizi nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his aged eyes, as if he had long anticipated this outcome;

Shui Tianqiong stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering without wind, and subtle Dao charm flowed around him, as if he were integrated with this piece of heaven and earth;

Nine Abyss, moreover, held a barely perceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth, intending to enjoy a drama that was already predetermined.

The presence of the three old men was, in itself, like three insurmountable divine mountains, completely sealing off all of East-slaying Feather’s retreat paths, leaving not even a sliver of hope.

However, upon hearing Wang Qing’s words, East-slaying Feather’s fear quietly receded, replaced by rage.

That rage was not an impulse, but stemmed from the deepest pride and belief in his bones... As the bearer of the Luck of the Three Thousand Great Dao of the Hongmeng Sea, he had been regarded as the Chosen Son since birth, the favored one destined to lead the path of cultivation toward a new era.

At this moment, this sense of superiority rooted in his Bloodline was completely ignited by Wang Qing’s indifference, like a spark falling into an oil sea, instantly starting a prairie fire.

His body stopped trembling; instead, it became taut like a bow, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood, yet he felt no pain.

In East-slaying Feather’s mind, countless thoughts surged like terrifying waves:

Why? I am the Son of the Great Dao, entrusted with the mission of pioneering a new Realm. Though you, Wang Qing, are the Lord of the Other Shore, how can you arbitrarily decide my life and death?

This humiliation of being scorned and trampled upon nearly drove him mad.

”My Revered Master and I have no grievance with you, so why do you want to kill us?”

East-slaying Feather’s voice was squeezed out from the depths of his throat, raw and hoarse, every word carrying immense grievance and unwillingness.

He stared fiercely at Wang Qing, blood vessels spreading across his pupils, as if trying to engrave the other party’s figure into the depths of his Soul.

At this moment, he was no longer the ant who feared the legend, but a martyr questioning the heavens and earth in the name of the Great Dao.

”Don’t you want me to create a new Realm and enhance the strength of the entire Hongmeng Sea?”

His tone grew more impassioned, his chest heaving violently, and faint Great Dao runes circulated around him, as if the Luck of the Hongmeng Sea was resonating with him.

In his heart, he was the spark of hope, the only key to breaking the cultivation barrier, and Wang Qing’s obstruction was nothing short of Heaven-Defying!

This sense of mission allowed him to temporarily forget his fear, leaving only a furious rage at being betrayed.

”What exactly are your intentions?”

East-slaying Feather took a step forward. Although his strength was far inferior to the opponent’s, the blessing originating from the Great Dao gave his Aura a somewhat imposing quality at this moment.

He was like a warrior defending the truth, and despite facing an unconquerable enemy, he still roared out the doubts in his heart.

”Could it be that you want the path of cultivation to stop at the Dao Exhaustion Realm, allowing you to dominate alone?”

He practically roared the last sentence, the sound wave shaking the surrounding Void Realm into ripples.

That roar was mixed with a near-fanatical confidence, as if he were the true Revered Master of the Hongmeng Sea, and Wang Qing was merely a short-sighted stumbling block.

Bearing the Luck of the Three Thousand Great Dao of the Hongmeng Sea, he believed it was his responsibility to pioneer a new Realm and advance the path of cultivation further.

This conviction had long merged into his very bone marrow, becoming the meaning of his existence.

Whenever the night was quiet, he could feel the call of the Great Dao Origin within him, like a mother’s whisper, telling him that a vaster world awaited exploration ahead.

Yet now, Wang Qing actually intended to extinguish this flame of hope personally!

In his logic, the Son of the Great Dao was protected by the Hongmeng Sea, the favored one of the Great Dao Luck, and any hostility would trigger a backlash from the Origin... This was an iron rule, a taboo that even the Dao Exhaustion Realm dared not easily touch.

Wang Qing’s killing intent, in his view, was not only arrogance but also a blatant provocation against the order of heaven and earth!

An absurd thought even flashed through his mind: Perhaps Wang Qing had already been injured by the backlash and was just pretending to be calm?

This hopeful mentality mixed a trace of testing courage into his anger.

Because, as the Son of the Great Dao, he knew a secret: anyone who dared to strike him would suffer a backlash from the Great Dao Origin power within the Hongmeng Sea.

This secret was like a protective talisman that had allowed him to turn countless dangers into safety.

At this moment, he secretly activated the Luck within his body, attempting to draw upon the protective power in the dark. Faint golden light circulated around him, as if he were trying to establish contact with the entire Hongmeng Sea.

He stared fixedly at Wang Qing, trying to find a trace of apprehension or wavering on the other party’s face.

But Wang Qing’s reaction completely shattered his final illusion.

”Idiot, who told you the Son of the Great Dao can pioneer a new Realm?”

Wang Qing wore a look of mockery, gazing at East-slaying Feather as if he were looking at an imbecile.