I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 1903: 1902: The Appearance of the Goddess Xuanming

Chapter 1903: Chapter 1902: The Appearance of the Goddess Xuanming

When truth and knowledge were completely sealed.

The Black Tide still tried to surge inside, but every ti it was stopped at the edge.

The Black Tide Monster roared angrily, its hands harshly striking the seal.

The seal seed to have a special burning effect like fire, causing the monster such pain that it dared not continue.

“Coalesce,” Priest Chuhun uttered another word.

Gradually, the sky’s original hole began to return to normal.

The monsters witnessing this scene finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“All right, all right,”

The Heavenly Hou Divine Monarch glared towards Yao Pond and said coldly: “Now, if Yao Pond has any more tricks up your sleeve, show them all.”

“Originally, we did not intend to open the bloody slaughter, but for today’s matter, the Monster Race will repay tenfold.”

The presence of Priest Chuhun, the Three Corpses Strong One, seed to embolden the Monster Race’s words.

The ominous land was suppressed, the Black Tide was sealed.

However, Yao Pond now struggled to restore its eternal spring scene.

The ground lay barren, rivers dried up, even the flora had lost their vitality.

The ominous land had passed, leaving the whole world in ruins.

This was no longer Yao Pond, but a clear Purgatory on Earth.

Everyone’s face was uneasy.

The Queen of the West looked at the Heavenly Hou Divine Monarch and sighed.

They opened the ominous land recklessly, without expecting the Monster Race still had such a strong presence.

“Timing and fate,”

She shook her head and said: “There’s nothing more to say, you want Mount Kunlun, Yao Pond will fight to the last person.”

Priest Chuhun slowly stepped forward.

His gaze seed to pierce through layers of void, encompassing the entire Immortal Island.

“At that ti, I never visited Yao Pond; when the Empress deified here, I only observed from afar, wishing to see the Monster God one last ti.

I know Yao Pond once had a predecessor existing since the ancient tis.

Does the predecessor not intend to appear?”

Hearing this, the Monster Race was taken aback.

“Does Yao Pond have other strong entities?”

Everyone knew, anyone important to Priest Chuhun must certainly be of the sa level.

Yao Pond has a Three Corpses existence?

This was sowhat unbelievable.

If Yao Pond had such a strong presence, it could have expanded greatly, rather than sticking to the Kunlun Mountain.

Though Kunlun Mountain was indeed a divine land.

Yet after Yao Pond’s millennium developnt, Kunlun Mountain was saturated.

If they ventured elsewhere, their strength may grow faster.

The Yin-Yang Bull King looked at Priest Chuhun and said: “Lord Priest, could you be mistaken?

How could Yao Pond possess a Three Corpses existence.”

“The existence does not belong to Yao Pond, but it will protect Yao Pond,” Priest Chuhun said calmly.

Indeed, not long after he spoke, the void began to change.

A pair of eyes slowly opened in the sky.

The eyes seed like the coldest ice, a vertical pair.

They looked down upon the whole world.

“You should not be here,” Goddess Xuanming’s voice said softly.

The voice remained as chilling as eternal ice, creating an unending sense of cold.

“Pretentious deception,” the Yin-Yang Bull King sneered.

“I don’t believe Yao Pond truly has a Three Corpses strong one.”

So among the monsters were still skeptical.

The Yin-Yang Bull King roared as it charged towards the eyes in the sky.

Then ca a booming noise.

The Yin-Yang Bull King moved swiftly, air bowing aside, its bull horns unstoppable.

But before it could go far, snowflakes suddenly drifted, freezing the Yin-Yang Bull King on the spot.

Then, an icy feathered arrow descended from the sky, aiming for the Yin-Yang Bull King.

The ice’s sharpness was unmatched, and being struck could lead to unthinkable consequences.

Finally, Priest Chuhun intervened.

With a fire character from his right hand, flas arose instantly, lting the ice.

Priest Chuhun pulled his hands apart, letting the Yin-Yang Bull King avoid the icy arrow.

The Yin-Yang Bull King stood unsettled.

Just monts ago, it thought it was close to death.

Fortunately, Lord Priest intervened.

Quickly expressing gratitude: “Thank you, Lord Priest.”

“This isn’t a battle for you to ddle in, step back and stop being reckless,” Priest Chuhun said calmly.

Though slightly displeased with the juniors, he didn’t say much more.

“Predecessor Xuanming, still not willing to reveal yourself?” Priest Chuhun asked.

The icy eyes above the firmant remained unmoving, just staring at the Monster Race.

“If I awaken from slumber, the Monster Race cannot bear it.”

“Let the juniors resolve their matters between Yao Pond and the Monster Race.

I would rather consult predecessor Xuanming,” Priest Chuhun spoke.

Evidently, he showed little interest in Yao Pond’s battle.

Or rather, was reluctant to act.

A re gathering of Three Flowers and weaker beings weren’t worth his hand.

He simply attempted to draw Goddess Xuanming away, letting the Monster Race handle it.

This was his plan from the start.

Yet Goddess Xuanming peacefully said: “You are not enough; if I erge, the entire Monster Race will cease to exist.”

“Then I truly wish to challenge it,” Priest Chuhun replied.

They were all Three Corpses strong entities.

Goddess Xuanming’s words seed to belittle him.

Priest Chuhun wasn’t exactly angry, feeling emotionless, yet indeed eager for combat.

Especially against fellow strong entities.

Since Monster God’s departure, Priest Chuhun hadn’t co forth.

If not for the ergence of the Black Tide Monster, the Monster Race’s mortal crisis, he wouldn’t appear reluctantly now.

Upon hearing Priest Chuhun.

The deepest part of Immortal Island appeared, the gates of Mysterious Ground opened.

As the gates opened, snowflakes constantly danced.

The falling snow instantly spread over the icy skies.

The crystal coffin of the sleeping Goddess Xuanming gradually erged.

The frozen layers for countless years began to shatter, casting forth the crystal coffin.

An ice dragon roared first, darting out from Mysterious Ground’s gates.

The ice dragon encompassed the world in frozen ice, embodying freezing power.

“Fire!”

Priest Chuhun softly called, the words around him continually cycling.

Flas surged forth.

Yet the ice dragon extinguished the flas, its breath freezing the void.

Heralding towards Priest Chuhun.

Priest Chuhun soared amidst the ice dragon’s roar, taken by the impact.

“Lord Priest,” the Monster Race was anxious.

Protesting loudly.

Again ca a booming noise.

The ice dragon shattered under a single palm, as Priest Chuhun gracefully descended.

“Such fierce ice, my Knowledge Fla failed to overco,” Priest Chuhun looked towards Mysterious Ground, calmly remarked.

His gaze penetrated the crystal coffin, finally landing on Goddess Xuanming.

The coffin’s lid slowly opened.

A jade-like foot gently stepped into the firmant, erging gradually.