Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 393 The Heaven and Earth Obliterating

Thousand-Mile Spear

Yet despite the Bai Clanʼs overwhelming advantage-the situation was far from ideal.

Because the most critical battlefield had yet to be decided.

BOOM!

The earth split apart.

The sky trembled.

The half-Qilin roared, its voice carrying the weight of ancient blood and absolute authority.

Even while facing three Earth Immortal cultivators-the Li Clanʼs Grand Elder, the Zhao Clanʼs Grand Elder, and the Imperial Ancestor-it stood unbowed.

If anything-it was they who were struggling.

Each exchange sent shockwaves tearing through the battlefield. Immortal techniques shattered against its scales, barely leaving a mark.

Blood stained the air. ”Heʼs too strong!”

The Zhao Clanʼs Grand Elder, Zhao Wujin, gritted his teeth as he was forced back.

Even three Earth Immortals werenʼt enough to gain the upper hand.

The half-Qilinʼs eyes burned with disdain. ”So this is the best you can offer?”

Its voice rumbled like rolling thunder-ancient and contemptuous. ”You disappoint me.”

The moment the words fell-The half-Qilin reared back.

Immortal Qi condensed violently within its chest, compressing into a blazing sphere of crimson-gold light.

Then-

BOOOOM!

The attack erupted like a divine cannon, a beam of annihilating force tearing through the heavens and crashing straight into the three Earth Immortals. ”Defend!”

Li Zhenhe roared.

The three instantly formed a defensive formation, Immortal Qi surging outward as they braced themselves.

Yet-

CRACK!

Their defenses shattered.

Li Zhenhe, Zhao Wujin, and Yu Xuande were sent flying backward like broken leaves, crashing into the ground miles away.

The earth split apart where they landed.

Dust and rubble billowed skyward. ”Damn it!”

Li Zhenhe coughed violently as he forced himself upright, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His arm trembled uncontrollably, the Qi within it in complete chaos after taking the brunt of the attack.

Even now, numbness crawled through his meridians. (That single strike... nearly shattered my arm.)

He clenched his teeth, forcing the tremor to subside.

Zhao Wujin staggered to his feet nearby, breathing ragged, while Yu Xuande steadied himself with his sword buried deep in the ground, his expression grim.

Li Zhenhe lifted his gaze toward the towering half-Qilin.

Its scales were unmarred.

Not even a scratch.

At that moment, a bitter thought surfaced in his mind. (Perhaps... I should have chosen to fight Mó Zün instead.)

Originally, he had believed this to be the safer choice.

Compared to facing the Lord of the Demonic Cultivators alone, joining forces with two other Earth Immortals to suppress a demonic beast-even one with Qilin blood-had seemed far more manageable.

But now?

That judgment felt laughably naïve.

Who could have imagined that-even without being a pure-blooded Qilin-this half-Qilin would possess such a terrifying body?

Their combined attacks barely left marks.

And that cannon-like strike just now, it had taken everything they had just to survive it.

Li Zhenheʼs gaze darkened. (If this continues... I wonʼt last.)

Li Zhenhe forced himself to steady his breathing.

He was an Earth Immortal.

A Grand Elder of the Li Clan!

Someone who had stood at the peak of the Desolate Heaven Empire for hundreds of years.

Yet for the first time since he had stepped into the Immortal Realm, a sense of helplessness crept into his heart. ”We canʼt fight it head-on anymore,” Yu Xuande said grimly, wiping blood from his lips. ”Its body is too strong!”

Zhao Wujin nodded, his expression pale. ”If this continues, weʼll be worn down one by one.”

Li Zhenheʼs eyes hardened. ”Then we change tactics.”

Li Zhenhe continued. ”My Li clanʼs Technique,” he said. ”The Heaven and Earth Obliterating Thousand-Mile Spear. It consumes nearly everything I have-but if it lands cleanly, even the half-Qilin wonʼt escape unscathed.”

Zhao Wujin inhaled sharply. ”That technique... Are you sure?”

Zhao Wujin knew what technique Zhao Wujin was talking about.

The most destructive technique of Desolate Heaven Empire but it took time to charge and also a large amount of Qi. ”We donʼt have much choice.”

Li Zhenhe replied confidently.

There was no hesitation after that. ”Zhao Wujin,” Li Zhenhe said, ”Yu Xuande-hold it back. Donʼt let it interrupt me. Just buy me time.”

Zhao Wujin tightened his grip on his weapon.

Yu Xuandeʼs sword rang softly as he raised it. ”We wonʼt let it reach you.”

The three moved at once.

Zhao Wujin charged head-on, Immortal Qi surging violently as he unleashed a storm of techniques, each strike aimed not to wound-but to occupy.

Yu Xuande followed closely, his sword flashing like lightning, cutting off the half-Qilinʼs angles of approach and forcing it to respond.

To their surprise-It worked.

The half-Qilin stepped back once.

Its massive claws deflected their attacks, its movements precise but... restrained.

Zhao Wujinʼs eyes flickered. (Why does this feel easy?)

The half-Qilinʼs gaze never left Li Zhenhe.

It watched him calmly as Qi gathered around Li Zhenheʼs body in terrifying density. (Just a little more...)

Behind him, Zhao Wujin and Yu Xuande fought desperately, pouring everything they had into keeping the half-Qilin at bay.

Still-The beast did not press them.

It merely endured.

Then-

Li Zhenheʼs eyes snapped open. ”Now!”

He stepped forward, thrusting both palms toward the half-Qilin. ”Heaven and Earth Obliterating Thousand-Mile Spear!”

The spear blazed with a radiant, crushing light, extending like a comet streaking across the battlefield.

Li Zhenheʼs figure became a blur, and all the Qi poured into that single strike.

The attack landed squarely.

BOOOOOOM!!!

The explosion swallowed the half-Qilin entirely. The shockwave flattened everything for miles.

Zhao Wujin and Yu Xuande were blasted backward, barely managing to stabilize themselves as they stared at the epicenter in disbelief. ”Haha... This is what happens when you underestimate me!”

Li Zhenhe was already bathing in victory. After all, his attack had landed perfectly and he had used much of his Qi.

The smoke cleared.

The half-Qilin stood there.

Blood dripped slowly from a shallow wound along its chest. (That was all?)

Li Zhenheʼs heart raced-this was the culmination of everything, the final strike.

It should have erased the half-Qilin into nothing.

But all it did was put a scratch on Half-Qilinʼs body?

The half-Qilinʼs eyes narrowed-not in anger, but in disappointment. ”I gave you an opportunity,” it said calmly.

Its gaze swept over the three of them. ”And this... is all you had?”

A chill ran down Zhao Wujinʼs spine.

At that moment, realization struck him like lightning. (It wasnʼt struggling before... It never had the intention to disturb Li Zhenhe!)

The half-Qilin lifted its head.

The air screamed.

Immortal Qi and beastly power condensed once more within its chest, far denser and more violent than before.

Li Zhenheʼs pupils shrank. ”No-!”

The half-Qilin exhaled.

BOOOOM!!!

A cannon-like beam of annihilation erupted forth, tearing through space and swallowing Li Zhenhe whole.

There was no scream.

No resistance.

Li Zhenheʼs body was erased instantly-Immortal Qi, flesh, and soul obliterated in a single breath.

The beam continued onward, carving a canyon through the land before finally dissipating.

Silence fell!

Zhao Wujin and Yu Xuande stood frozen, blood running cold. Where Li Zhenhe had stood-there was nothing.

The half-Qilin lowered its head slightly, its voice indifferent. ”Disappointing!”

And as its gaze turned toward the remaining battlefield-

True despair took root.