I'm Really a Villain-Chapter 1350: The Holy Court Descends, Four Directions Astounded

Miss Jing's gaze travels through the void as if seeking Xu Zimei's silhouette in the Catastrophe Demon Domain.

"What's the matter with this woman?" Miss Jing asks.

"She's someone he met in the Catastrophe Demon Domain. Apparently, he helped this woman become the Palace Master of the Tianluan Immortal Palace," Moon-picking Fairy replies.

"Oh, so she's someone close to him," Miss Jing remarks with interest.

She extends her right hand, gently placing it on Wu Zhaodi's forehead, as powerful forces surge into Wu Zhaodi's mind.

But soon enough, Miss Jing withdraws her hand, her previously solemn expression now tinged with pallor.

Just moments ago, she had examined Wu Zhaodi's river of time.

The river of time is not something anyone can casually access; Xu Zimei has the Chaos Pearl, a unique advantage.

Yet even someone like Miss Jing cannot endure it.

"This person can be utilized," Miss Jing says.

"Eradicate her memory river and grant her new memories.

But I can't do it; we have to find The Lord once."

The Lord she refers to is shrouded in mystery, a figure whose true form even she has never seen. ƒreewebɳovel.com

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At this moment, the Zixia Holy Land is basking in brilliant rays.

The rosy splendor first surges into the heavens, arousing wave upon wave of clouds.

Subsequently, it rebounds from the horizon and descends, illuminating the sky and clouds with flowing streams of color.

Above the altar, vibrant protective shields have risen, enveloping Zi Yan alone.

As for the internal situation, no one can discern it.

Not even the Divine Sense of a Great Saint can penetrate it.

"So this is reincarnation," Si Zu asks curiously.

This is his first time witnessing such a thing.

"Ordinary people can't reincarnate. Do you see that altar?" Xu Zimei explains.

"The Time Rebirth Altar takes millions of years to gestate, allowing reincarnation only once.

Back when Sage Zixia feigned death, he placed his Life and Death Soul into the Time Rebirth Altar."

"Indeed, I heard that this Time Rebirth Altar doesn't belong to our Catastrophe Demon Domain."

Beside him, Bright Mirror Great Saint laughs, "This thing comes from the Robbery Immortal Domain, from the Holy Court."

Xu Zimei glances at the reincarnating Zi Yan; this guy seemed to have done more than just steal a divine herb from Gods' Paradise back then.

"Can this reincarnation succeed?" Si Zu asks again.

"If relying solely on the Rebirth Altar, the chances of success or failure should be fifty percent.

But Sage Zixia should have some preparations," Xu Zimei says.

As the Divine Sense of the Great Saint spreads across millions of miles, when the light of the Zixia Holy Land fills the firmament, it seems that the entire Catastrophe Demon Domain sees it.

At this moment, no matter where you stand in the Catastrophe Demon Domain, you can feel this radiant glow.

It's not ordinary rays but true forces imbued with reincarnation rules.

This power merges with the void; ordinary people may not perceive it, but the strong are extremely sensitive to it.

Not knowing how long it took, the altar's radiant glow not only didn't weaken but grew increasingly intense.

It even begins to spread from the firmament, attempting to illuminate the entire firmament of the Catastrophe Demon Domain.

Xu Zimei returns Si Zu to the small world.

In such a battle, even someone like a Great Emperor doesn't play a part.

"It's coming," someone murmurs softly.

Bright Mirror Great Saint takes out a piece of the bright mirror embedded in his chest.

The mirror knows the past and present, connecting space-time.

A ray of ancient light shines forth from the mirror, falling upon the void ahead of everyone.

The void begins to burn, forming a screen.

Within this screen, a scene thousands of miles away is reflected.

Deep within the rolling clouds, a massive Immortal Ship is rocking back and forth.

In front of this Immortal Ship is crafted with a dragon head; the body is oval-shaped, surrounded by thunderbolts.

Wherever it sails, Heavenly Thunder rolls, heavenly might is grand, and on the giant ship's sail, the words Holy Court seem eternal and unyielding.

As if before these two words, the gods retreat, and all things submit.

"What an imposing spectacle," Bright Moon Fairy narrows her eyes and speaks.

"The people of the Holy Court have always been grandiose," Demon Refining Sage laughs.

"Though they genuinely have the qualifications for such pomp."

"Indeed," even Bright Mirror Great Saint must concede.

"Among all the forces throughout history, many were powerful, but everyone knows.

Only the Holy Court's strength remains unfathomable.

Who knows how much heritage, how many strong ones they possess, or what their foundation is."

"Since they're so strong, you still dare to oppose them?" Xu Zimei laughs from the side.

"Friend, your words aren't right. Cultivation is a path of overcoming challenges and deriving boundless joy from battling against the heavens."

Bright Mirror Great Saint shakes his head with a smile, "We're not afraid of the Heavenly Dao, let alone the Holy Court.

At worst, after this matter, we'll lay low for a while.

Though the Holy Court is strong, it's not yet invincible across the Nine Domains."

Xu Zimei nods, not disputing.

In fact, at the level of a Great Saint, many people and incidents can no longer intimidate them.

The group sits cross-legged, adjusting their breathing, waiting quietly for the arrival of the Holy Court.

......

The sound of explosions begins to echo across the firmament.

Thousands of miles away, the Immortal Ship's speed is akin to light speed; one moment, it's far at the horizon, and not long after, it's within reach.

Everyone can already feel that heavenly might.

It's as if even the firmament is angry.

Within the Immortal Ship, the dragon head's eyes light up, seemingly piercing through the depths of radiance.

Then a voice of heavenly might resounds.

"The Holy Court descends, does Zixia Holy Land not come to greet."

Upon hearing this voice, the entire Catastrophe Demon Domain trembles.

For millions of years, the Holy Court has seldom emerged on such a large scale.

Many powerful figures also have their hearts tightened.

"Zixia Holy Land, what is that place?" someone begins to ponder.

After all, in this eternity, Zixia Holy Land has been too low-key.

Even opening the sect and recruiting disciples happens infrequently.

New disciples are the lifeblood of a force, which explains why many have never heard of Zixia Holy Land.

"Do you remember that unparalleled talent back in the day?" suddenly someone asks.

"He Feiyang?" At this moment, many memories flood like tidewater.

Since ancient times, geniuses are plenty, but talents like Sage Zixia are scarce.

"I remember Sage Zixia was killed, wasn't he?" someone mumbles.

"Why does the Holy Court appear again? Could there be more hidden secrets?"

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Setting aside these countless gazes for now.

Before Zixia Holy Land, the dragon head spews forth powerful energy, aiming to destroy the entire Zixia Holy Land.

Yet at the same moment, Zixia Holy Land also radiates endless rays.

These rays cloak the firmament, forming a protective shield, enveloping Zixia Holy Land within.

The dragon head's force grows stronger and stronger.

But the protective shield of Zixia Holy Land isn't simple; it is consolidated with countless divine elements within.