This Is What a Villain Is Like

Chapter 185: Chapter 96: This Guy Is Too Terrifying, You’re No Match for Him, Immortal Embryo Creation Dew in Hand

"How much longer are you going to keep up this act?"

Seeing the blood-red figure appear, blocking Ye Ming and obstructing her path, the frost on Ling Zhuyun’s beautiful face deepened.

Ye Ming’s expression was grim. He clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, unsure how to explain the situation.

On a nearby mountain peak, Jiang Lan watched the scene unfold, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Within his Mud Ball Palace, his providence churned.

The rest of the traps he had laid hadn’t even been sprung, yet Ling Zhuyun was already thoroughly disappointed in Ye Ming and attacking with lethal intent.

Of course, this was all going according to his plan.

There was just one final step before the two of them broke apart for good and Ling Zhuyun completely lost all faith in Ye Ming.

With that thought, his will stirred once more.

The bloody mist emanating from the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet grew thicker, and its aura surged, becoming far more tyrannical than before. Without giving Ling Zhuyun a chance to react, it lunged at her.

Over the clear, emerald waters of Bihu Lake, radiant light bloomed. Sword-light crisscrossed the air and moonlight scattered, creating a beautiful yet murderous scene. The world-shaking battle raged with immense intensity.

The blood-red shadow flickered, seeming to transform into a roiling Blood River that surged to engulf Ling Zhuyun.

A hand emerged from the deep-red, bloody robes—ice-cold and utterly pale. As it struck out, the Void itself rumbled as if it were about to collapse.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet was immensely powerful, with a tyrannical physique and no sense of pain.

Even when struck by the Daoist Sword in Ling Zhuyun’s hand, it chose to take the blow head-on, showing no intention of dodging.

The terrifying power of the exchange sent a chill down the spines of the many cultivators watching from the sidelines.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG...

In the Void, moonlight bloomed and sparks flew, as if Celestial Soldiers were clashing. The lake’s surface boiled, and massive waves surged into the sky.

Ling Zhuyun’s face was a mask of frost. In her slender, fair hand, she wielded a Daoist Sword.

Though she didn’t specialize in the Sword Dao, at this moment she was like a Sword Immortal. Poised in the air with her sword, she unleashed one whistling slash of sword light after another. Her movements were ethereal and transcendent, yet filled with chilling killing intent.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet’s expression was cold and merciless. Shrouded in endless blood-light, it waved a large hand, and the light condensed, forming a blood-red spear.

At the same time, the sound of a churning sea of blood echoed from behind it. The pungent, bloody stench of the surging waves seemed to threaten to drag everyone into its depths.

SHING! SHING! SHING...

The Void was pierced. The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet attacked swiftly, its body streaking like a crimson rainbow as it charged Ling Zhuyun.

Simultaneously, the illusion of a Blood River materialized behind it, erupting with boundless killing intent and surging Blood Evil.

BOOM!

Just then, the sky trembled as a figure flew over and joined the fray.

Li Daoyi had made his move. From his sleeve, a golden Great Seal flew out, blanketing the heavens and earth. It unleashed a world-shaking aura that suppressed all directions, as if it could destroy anything!

Without a doubt, this was a terrifying Exotic Treasure. The moment it was summoned, it revealed an incredibly tyrannical aura.

"You’ve gone too far."

"Do you really think our Holy Sect has no one to stand up for it?"

Not far away, a young figure who had been fighting for the orb of light formed by the Four Saints Illusion saw this and roared in anger. Also shrouded in blood-light that obscured his face, he abandoned his opponent and rushed over to help.

"The Blood Immortal Sect has laid dormant for so many years, yet you’re still as persistent as ever..."

"Aren’t you afraid of being held accountable afterward?"

Li Daoyi asked coolly.

"Heh, you’re Li Daoyi, a True Inheritor of the Taiyi Sect, yet you’ve been reduced to a rich brat’s lackey. Don’t you find that humiliating and ridiculous?"

The young figure shrouded in blood-light sneered. He didn’t reveal his true face, indicating he was a Disciple the Blood Immortal Sect had planted in one of the major sects.

Li Daoyi said nothing.

Instantly, the two began to battle over Bihu Lake. Surging light and shadows filled the air, and a terrifying aura radiated outward, forcing the surrounding cultivators to retreat in a hurry, not daring to get close.

"Zhu Yun, I don’t know this person at all! You have to believe me..."

"I have no intention of being your enemy! Please, calm down. I promise I’ll give you an explanation."

Ye Ming’s expression was grim as he continuously sent voice transmissions.

But no matter what he transmitted, Ling Zhuyun paid him no mind. She attacked relentlessly, her killing intent locked onto him.

Moreover, even when facing the combined assault of him and the blood-red figure, she didn’t fall into a disadvantage in the slightest.

He was utterly unable to defend himself with words; nothing he said was of any use. But he didn’t want to hurt Ling Zhuyun, so he could only be forced to block and dodge.

But Ling Zhuyun was dead set on the belief that he was colluding with the Blood Immortal Sect.

Now that these Blood Immortal Sect members had even come to his aid, any uninformed onlooker would assume he was connected to them.

Of course, if he had the time, he was confident he could explain everything clearly.

The problem was, Ling Zhuyun wasn’t giving him any chance to explain at all. It seemed she truly intended to kill him here as a warning to others.

’It’s useless to explain now. Before your identity is exposed, you should think about how to get out of this.’

’Ling Zhuyun is powerful. You’re no match for her right now. If she keeps you tied down, you’ll never be able to seize the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill.’

’On the contrary, once the others have claimed the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill, they’ll definitely turn their blades on you. You won’t be able to talk your way out of this...’

The Old Ghost’s grave words echoed in Ye Ming’s mind.

Ye Ming’s heart was filled with unwillingness, frustration, and vexation. This feeling of knowing he was innocent but being unable to explain it—and having no way to explain it—left him both furious and powerless.

What made him most furious and resentful was that even Ling Zhuyun suspected him. He had thought she would always believe in him.