This Is What a Villain Is Like

Chapter 178: Chapter 95: Indefensible, What’s Left to Say? He Is Not Someone You Can Compare To

The Four Spirit Sacred Beasts roared to the heavens, their cries shaking the very earth.

Divine light shot toward the heavens, tearing through the firmament like brilliant beams and blooming in a dazzling display.

Visions appeared within the light—a Vermilion Bird beating its wings, a True Dragon soaring through the air, and a White Tiger roaring—blotting out the sun and sky. The sight was utterly stunning.

The deep, pitch-black night sky was completely illuminated.

This scene alarmed all the cultivators and living beings present. Regardless of their cultivation level, none could look directly at the light, and all were filled with dread.

Many beings with the Four Spirits Bloodline even felt a suppression originating from their very blood, their faces paling with terror.

A single wisp of the emanating aura was enough to make them prostrate themselves on the ground, unable to raise their heads, as if they were facing their most ancient ancestors.

"This has to be the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill that the Purple Mist True Monarch spoke of..."

"I thought we’d never have the chance to witness such a momentous opportunity. Who would have thought there’d be a sudden turn of events like this?"

After the initial shock, more cultivators became ecstatic, their eyes glued to the stone cliff.

Layers of rock were flaking off its surface, revealing a hazy glow that erupted from within.

No one had expected such a startling change. A moment ago, everything had been normal, but in the blink of an eye, it had erupted with this magnificent, dreamlike vision.

The stone cliff there seemed to be melting, transforming into an Immortal Ascension Land filled with a hazy mystery. A substance resembling Chaos itself seemed to swirl within.

This bizarre phenomenon sent the area into an uproar. Every cultivator stared intently, not wanting to miss a single detail.

"Was this an accident? Or did someone trigger this opportunity?"

"But who could it be?"

"This can’t be a coincidence or an accident."

Others were shocked and found it all unbelievable. It was so unexpected; many had been about to give up, thinking all hope was lost.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Streaks of Divine Rainbows shot over at incredible speeds as cultivators from other directions, having seen the phenomenon, rushed to the scene.

"No matter what caused this, the vision of the Four Saints has manifested. We all have a chance to observe it and perhaps comprehend a thing or two..."

An older-generation cultivator, who had been observing the cliff for some time, said with conviction, his eyes burning with fervor as he stared at the unfolding vision.

The scene on the cliff grew increasingly hazy, as if an ancient, vast land—primeval and boundless—was emerging.

Within it, primeval creatures roamed: a Vermilion Bird that could strike the nine heavens with a beat of its wings, a Kun Peng that soared ninety thousand li straight from the Beiming Deep Sea, and a Divine Turtle that carried the heavens and supported the four corners of the world...

Everyone watched, shaken and horrified, as they witnessed those ancient beings fight and slaughter one another for survival in a primeval, savage era.

In that cruel, ancient age, all manner of creatures fought endlessly for survival, only to wither and die.

The world was in utter chaos. A single drop of their blood seemed powerful enough to sink continents and shatter stars.

Finally, four supreme beings emerged to end the chaotic era. They were known as the Four Saints, representing the four ultimate extremes of their time.

"So this is the origin of the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill. To receive the acknowledgment of even one of the Four Saints would be a blessing of infinite proportions."

"The Vermilion Bird governs wisdom, the White Tiger governs attack, the Cyan Dragon governs power, and the Black Tortoise governs life..."

"To obtain any one of these would allow a cultivator to go incredibly far. This is a truly supreme opportunity!"

Every cultivator’s gaze burned with passion, their voices trembling and their breath ragged.

For both the older and younger generations, this was an earth-shattering opportunity beyond imagination.

At this moment, Ye Ming couldn’t be bothered with whatever was happening between Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun.

He, too, was staring intently at the cliff face, his breathing hurried and his eyes blazing with a fiery light.

’No wonder Old Ghost told me to drop everything and try my luck here. If I could obtain even one of these, my strength would undergo a world-altering transformation. Compared to this, the inheritance from the Purple Mist True Monarch seems far less important...’

’Perhaps even the Purple Mist True Monarch himself never received the acknowledgment of the Four Saints.’

His mind was in turmoil. He asked Old Ghost how he could possibly gain the acknowledgment of the Four Saints, but even Old Ghost seemed astonished and couldn’t quite make sense of the situation.

"Why do I get the feeling that this vision wasn’t manifested by the cliff on its own, but was triggered by someone..."

"Triggered by someone?" Ye Ming was equally stunned.

Old Ghost nodded with certainty. "My senses aren’t wrong. There was no activity over there a moment ago. For such a vision to appear so suddenly can’t be a coincidence. There’s only one possibility: someone has already gained the acknowledgment of the Four Saints..."

Ye Ming paled in disbelief. Who could possibly possess such luck and fortune?

The area descended into chaos as the vision on the cliff face grew ever more intense.

A vast, ancient aura permeated the air, as if the Four Saints themselves were about to descend upon the world.

No one dared to let their guard down. They sat cross-legged on the spot, staring intently at the scene, trying to observe and comprehend it.

Some even took out Memory Stones, hoping to record everything so they could study it later.

’So the Mysterious Ancient Vine has such a wondrous use?’

Meanwhile, Jiang Lan was looking at the stone cliff with a peculiar expression.

He could clearly sense countless strands of providence being drawn from the cliff face and surging continuously into his Mud Ball Palace.

Just moments before, he had sensed a vast, surging tide of providence contained within the cliff face and had decided to see if he could trigger it.