I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 892: The beginning of turmoil, independent from the world of mortals

Ni Chen declared, regaining his composure. The immediate focus shifted to gaining control over the Wang family, a crucial step towards bolstering his confidence in seizing the mortal world of mountains and seas.

Despite the urgency, Ni Chen faced a dilemma. Wang Wushang, before being seized, had erased significant memories, preventing Ni Chen from completely suppressing him. This raised concerns about the possibility of the Wang family’s immortal king ancestors detecting irregularities.

Over the next few years, turmoil engulfed all ethnic groups in the Immortal Domain. Shrinking their territories, each group engaged in discrete reproduction. Simultaneously, the Immortal Kings took action, isolating the boundless chaotic turbulence outside the Immortal Domains and preparing for the imminent unification of the universes within the Immortal Domains.

Ordinary cultivators and creatures sensed the universe’s gradual movement, witnessing star fields aligning with the upper realm. Previous rumors about the reorganization and unification of the immortal domain proved true. Ancient stars, emitting formidable auras, converged toward the Central Immortal Domain.

Ethnic groups received orders to prepare for the forthcoming expedition to foreign lands. The revelation that the foreign land and the immortal domain would merge, forming a supreme real world, ignited anticipation for restoring the most prosperous era in history.

The impending unification of the Immortal Domain and the Foreign Realm stirred anticipation among cultivators, promising a glorious era and the potential to touch an upper realm beyond the Immortal King. Immortality was not the ultimate destination; a more elevated level lay on the road.

Trapped in King Luo’s Mansion, King Ming’s family members anxiously awaited news, sensing that significant events were about to unfold in the Immortal Domain. The inability to leave and convey these developments to the Foreign land weighed heavily on them.

“If the news holds, both worlds will face terrible turmoil,” Ming Yi remarked solemnly.

Despite their once amicable relationship with King Luo, they felt ignored and treated like air since returning from the Southern Immortal Domain.

There were murmurs of Immortal Domain raising troops to invade the Foreign Realm, with speculations about the involvement of an influential figure behind this aggression. Trapped in King Luo’s Mansion, they could only wait for news from the Foreign Realm.

The half-step Immortal King from Ming Palace, aware of his limitations in the presence of a true Immortal King, refrained from attempting to break the restrictions and return to the Foreign Land.

The revival of an ancestor of the imperial clan in the Foreign Land further complicated the situation. A sense of dread and malice pervaded the awakened ancestor, hinting at a formidable and ominous existence observing from the shadows.

In the past few years, both the Immortal Domain and the Foreign  Land experienced unrest, and the awakening of the imperial clan’s ancestor added an air of foreboding to the unfolding events.

As soon as the ancestor of the imperial clan awoke in the Foreign Land, he summoned all ethnic groups to worship him and learned about the reappearance of the demon lord in the heavens. This revelation spurred preparations across the Foreign Land, anticipating potential invasion from the Immortal Domain in the coming years.

In a desolate and ancient star field within the Immortal Domain, a group of cultivators, led by a frowning true immortal under King Luo’s orders, halted upon discovering an unfamiliar continent. The landscape revealed a vast ancient forest, majestic mountains, and floating immortal fog. In the distance, towering city structures hinted at the presence of a flourishing civilization.

The true immortals observed various beings, including golden-winged rocs, as they roamed the skies. Despite their immortal status, the awe-inspiring surroundings stirred their hearts. A golden-winged rocs, comparable to a middle-stage true immortal, glanced at them briefly before disappearing into the continent. [Editor note: the term golden-winged rocs is mythical birds with wings of gold.]

It dawned on them that they had entered an enchantment, transforming the once barren starry sky into a bottomless ancient continent. The land beneath their feet teemed with vitality and old energy, resonating with the roots of ancestral veins and thousands of spiritual veins.

“This place… the underground seems peculiar, with the roots of ancestral veins and thousands of spiritual veins converging here like streams returning to the sea,” the true immortal exclaimed in shock, realizing the profound nature of their surroundings.

However, when they turned to retrace their steps, the path behind them had vanished, replaced by an endless ancient forest.

This is undoubtedly an ancient formation enchantment, isolating secrets of the sky and obscuring everything.

There must be numerous inhabitants here.

The true immortal’s excitement surged as he recalled ancient rumors. Since the separation of the Immortal Domain and the Upper Realm, specific forces had vanished, and mighty powerhouses disappeared without a trace. Speculations arose, with some claiming they ventured into the vast unknown, while others believed they established their worlds, independent and untouched by worldly matters.

As the true immortal uttered these thoughts, a black arrow suddenly pierced through the air, carrying a terrifying aura. It tore the void, violently striking the true immortal with a loud bang. His body exploded, engulfing the area in thick blood mist before he could utter a scream.

“Who?”

The remaining cultivators snapped back to reality, terror etched across their faces as they gazed toward the source of the deadly arrow.

Standing atop a distant mountain peak was a robust figure adorned in an animal skin robe, bronze-colored skin, and handsome features, yet exuding a cold demeanor. At his feet, a wild beast with blood-red eyes stared menacingly at the group of cultivators.

It was this man who, at that moment, bent his bow and unleashed an arrow with terrifying strength, instantly piercing the true immortal.

It seems the enchantment won’t hold much longer. An outsider has breached it.

The man on the mountain muttered to himself, showing no mercy. He continued to bend his bow and release arrows, systematically penetrating each remaining cultivator.

Silence descended upon the area, with only the lingering blood mist signifying the demise of everyone, both physically and spiritually.

However, the man on the mountain wore a frown, his face revealing concern.

Once the enchantment fades, our location will be fully exposed. The external situation is quite tumultuous.

The last time Mr. Yu and the others ventured out, they paid a heavy price.

He glanced at the vast mountains in the distance before straddling the beast at his feet.

Let’s return, Xiao Hei.

The handsome beast darted between the mountain peaks with lightning speed, disappearing instantly. Its aura surpassed that of ordinary true immortals, indicating that the man riding it had cultivated to the formidable level of a half-step immortal king.

Exposing this place to the world would undoubtedly trigger significant upheaval and unleash colossal waves.