Villain: Her Imagination Makes Me Invincible

Chapter 22: Wicked people will have their own troubles【Please vote for me】

Ling Xue had another reason for not sparing Fen Yantian.

That was… there were still seven Shen Yuan Jing* cultivators outside waiting for him.

[*”神元境 (Shén Yuán Jìng)”: Refers to a powerful cultivation stage in the fictional world, often representing immense spiritual and physical strength. The different stages within it indicate varying levels of mastery. ]

Those seven Shen Yuan Jing cultivators were obviously here for him.

If he let Fen Yantian go now, Fen Yantian would certainly join those mysterious Shen Yuan Jing experts and turn against him.

So, of course, Fen Yantian had to die!

At this moment, Fen Yantian stood frozen in place, his old eyes fixed on the headless corpse of his disciple. He stared at the blood flowing from his disciple’s severed neck.

“My disciple and I may have been offensive, but Demon Lord… is it necessary to kill us?”  Fen Yantian asked.

Kneeling on the ground, he turned his twisted gaze toward Ling Xue: “Isn’t this going too far?”

Fen Yantian said, “Going too far?”

Ling Xue chuckled lightly: “What’s wrong with going too far?”

These words were meant to echo back to Fen Yantian and Qin Qu.

He said, Yes, I am going too far! So what if I am?”

Ling Xue replied, “This is the way of the Demon Sect! This is the way of Ling Xue!”

And besides… they deserve it!

The wicked will always meet their match.

When evil men encounter someone even more ruthless, it’s only natural that their end is near.

“Good, very good! You, the new Demon Lord! Today, I accept my defeat!” Fen Yantian gritted his teeth, and in the depths of his old eyes, flames began to burn.

He knew he had no way out—his only option was to fight!

The next moment, he shot into the air.

Whoosh!  

As soon as he rose, a mass of flames condensed into a wild flaming blade, slashing fiercely at Ling Xue!

Boom!!!

Instantly, the entire magma world erupted with a deafening sound, and the barrier created by Ling Xue shook violently.

Ling Xue’s figure was engulfed in the fiery blade!

The violent flames quickly filled the space.

Fortunately, the moment Fen Yantian attacked, Liu Wenwan had already shot down, creating a barrier that covered the entire sea of fire with a protective layer of spiritual energy.

This ensured that Yun Luoxi inside would remain unaffected!

“Demon Lord…” On the other side, Yu Yaoyao was about to step in.

However, Xiao Xiangyu shook her head: “He’s just a mid-stage Shen Yuan Jing. There’s no need for us to intervene.”

Yu Yaoyao restrained her urge to act, her enchanting eyes watching the scene in mid-air.

Under their gaze, the vast flames gradually dispersed, and Ling Xue remained standing in mid-air.

He hadn’t been moved, nor had he been affected in the slightest!

Being invincible within the Shen Yuan Jing, there was no way Fen Yantian, a mere mid-stage Shen Yuan Jing, could harm him.

Below, seeing that Ling Xue was unharmed, Fen Yantian immediately formed seals with his aged hands.

“Heavenly Flames… Fire Burial!”

With his low growl, flames immediately surrounded Ling Xue.

The flames formed into a sphere, completely enveloping Ling Xue.

Finally, the sphere contracted violently!

Boom!!!

Another loud explosion erupted!

A wave of fiery shock spread out again.

If not for the protection of Ling Xue’s barrier, the terrifying shock wave would have melted the entire underground space.

It would have melted the entire palace above!

After unleashing this move, Fen Yantian quickly turned around, flames gathering on his fist as he punched toward Ling Xue’s barrier!

He knew he couldn’t harm Ling Xue.

Ling Xue was at the peak of the Shen Yuan Jing, and he was well aware of this.

So his only chance was to escape!

Unfortunately, he didn’t have a chance.

In front of Ling Xue, as long as Ling Xue didn’t give him an opportunity, he wouldn’t have one.

Boom!!!

Fen Yantian’s old fist struck the blood-red barrier, but the barrier didn’t budge.

The gap between mid-stage and peak Shen Yuan Jing was simply too vast.

“You don’t seem to have any real tricks left!” Ling Xue’s cold voice rang out from behind.

Fen Yantian’s earlier moves hadn’t caused him any harm, and he remained completely unscathed.

Hearing Ling Xue’s voice, Fen Yantian’s heart trembled. Before he could react—

Boom!!

A vast surge of blood energy suddenly crashed down.

It directly slammed Fen Yantian into the barrier!

His frail and aged body was pressed against the blood-red barrier as if an immense weight were crushing him, making it impossible for him to move.

Fen Yantian’s internal energy frantically surged as he struggled against the overwhelming blood energy emanating from Ling Xue.

But, it was all in vain!

“Ugh…” In the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Under the terrifying pressure, he could feel his entire body and energy being crushed.

That immense pressure was about to crush his internal organs!

In mid-air, Ling Xue didn’t waste any time. He slowly raised his hand.

Then, he struck toward Fen Yantian!

Boom!!!

A blood-red palm print landed heavily on Fen Yantian’s chest, causing his entire chest to cave in.

“Ugh…” He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Immediately after, Ling Xue’s second palm strike landed!

This strike landed directly on Fen Yantian’s head!

The blood-red palm print descended, and before Fen Yantian could react, his head was smashed against the barrier!

In an instant, his entire head exploded, turning into a mass of pulp and blood!

After that, his headless, frail body collapsed completely.

A mid-stage Shen Yuan Jing cultivator had no chance to fight back in Ling Xue’s hands!

It was a complete and utter defeat!

Witnessing all this, even Liu Wenwan below was somewhat surprised.

This Demon Lord of the Demon Sect was truly terrifying.

What was even scarier was that he was only about twenty years old, so young.

His future cultivation was unimaginable!

Compared to his father, he would certainly surpass him!

Such a powerful and more prosperous Demon Sect was bound to rise again.

After dealing with Fen Yantian, Ling Xue’s gaze shifted to Liu Wenwan and Yun Luoxi below.

Liu Wenwan didn’t say much.

Instead, she couldn’t help but recall how Ling Xue always called her an old hag,* which left her feeling rather annoyed—she didn’t even want to thank him…

[*”老婆娘 (Lǎo Pó Niáng)”: A derogatory term meaning “old hag,” used to mock or belittle someone based on their age or perceived unattractiveness.]

“Absorbing a small flame, why make such a fuss?” Ling Xue’s calm voice sounded.

The next moment, he slowly descended. Then, vast blood-red spiritual energy spread out, completely enveloping the surface of the sea of fire.

Under his terrifying aura, the small mass of white flames in the center of the sea of fire rapidly shrank.

All the fire energy condensed toward one point.

Finally, it formed a small flame that burned on Ling Xue’s fingertip.

The sub-flame of the White Nether Demon Flame had been completely condensed by Ling Xue.

No one around could feel the terrifying, scorching heat anymore!

Liu Wenwan was again surprised. To be able to directly condense and compress such a flame—she couldn’t do that herself.

Ling Xue truly was formidable!

At this moment, Yun Luoxi opened her eyes.

Of course, she had no idea what had happened.

She opened her eyes to see Ling Xue standing at the center of the sea of fire, with one finger raised.

On his fingertip, a small white flame quietly burned.

She slowly stood up, staring at Ling Xue, at the small white flame on his fingertip, without saying a word.

At that moment, Ling Xue’s blood-red eyes glanced toward her.

Then he smiled lightly: “Do you want it?”