I Truly Am The Villian Chapter 2105: 2104: Parents, the Eight Kings' War Begins

Capítulo 2105: Chapter 2104: Parents, the Eight Kings’ War Begins

After resolving the period associated with Guan Wumian, Xu Zii was waiting, waiting for the eting of the Eight Kings Alliance, waiting for the arrival of the World Immortal.

He wanted to see how Chu Yishan would resolve the current issues of the True Martial Holy Sect. Was he really going to lead the entire sect to its death?

This was not sothing a qualified leader should do.

The next day, Xu Zii found the place where his parents were buried.

His Divine Sense spanned billions of miles, and it only took half a day to cross the entire Yuan Central Continent.

Compared to the Nine Domains, the Yuan Central Continent was indeed a small world.

In front of an existence like his, which transcended the barriers of worlds, there were no secrets that could be hidden.

“Peach Blossom Spring,” this was a place hidden from the world.

It wasn’t on the land of the Yuan Central Continent, but an isolated island in the ocean.

Here, far from the hustle and bustle of the world, it was as if it was isolated from the world, an isolated island in the boundless sea.

This island was originally insignificant, destined to be swallowed by the sea as ti passed.

But Xu Qingshan found this place and settled here with his wife.

They repaired the small island, planted peach blossoms, making it spring all year round, fishing by the sea.

They turned this barren island into a paradise-like place, without strife, without deceit.

Xu Qingshan was no longer a Deputy Sect Master, nor a particularly powerful figure.

He and his wife Wenren Yun lived here in an ordinary way, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

The south side of the island had peach blossoms, and the north side had fields.

They lived off farming and slept by the sea, living like this for many years.

Eventually, their lifespan ca to an end.

Compared to the long-lived powerful figures of the Nine Domains World, even the strongest on the Yuan Central Continent did not break through to beco a Great Emperor.

Thus, life was not long-lasting.

Moreover, with Xu Zii carrying the Great Emperor’s legacy, his ti away from the Yuan Central Continent was too long.

During this ti, it’s unknown how many eras passed, how much Destiny was borne, and how many Great Emperors were born.

But Xu Zii no longer cared about these things, because Great Emperors were no longer worth his attention.

To him, in the seemingly silent lapse of ti, countless people had died unknowingly.

In those days of parting, there was never another chance to et his parents.

Xu Zii traversed thousands of miles with a single step on the boundless sea, quickly arriving at the small island.

Even though his parents had passed away long ago, the tremor from his Bloodline still easily guided him here.

Xu Zii arrived on the island.

Since his parents’ passing, this island hadn’t been visited for a long ti, nor had anyone tended to it.

The peach trees seed to be aging to death, with neither peach blossoms nor peaches remaining.

The originally cultivated fields had all turned barren.

Xu Zii walked through the Peach Grove, thinking how, as the saying goes, “when a person dies, the light goes out,” the island was filled with a feeling of desolation.

At the entrance of the peach trees, there was a wooden sign that bore the large characters “Peach Blossom Spring.”

This was the na Xu Qingshan had given to the place.

Within the Peach Grove, there was a small house which Xu Qingshan and Wenren Yun had personally built back then.

Everything seed to have changed, with things remaining though people were gone.

Xu Zii stepped into the Peach Blossom Spring lightly, as if afraid of disturbing the peace here.

Powerful auras encircled him.

This aura enveloped the entire island; wherever he passed, the once dying and decaying Peach Grove seed to breathe fresh life.

The peach trees suddenly blood everywhere, and the woods were lush. Xu Zii walked to the house and gently pushed the door open.

Inside, dust swirled; it hadn’t been inhabited for a long ti.

There were intact bowls and chopsticks, and the room was decorated warmly. The flowers withered by the window also regained their vitality.

It’s often said that where parents are, that’s ho.

In a sense, this small house was Xu Zii’s ho, more aningful than the True Martial Holy Sect.

Behind the small house, there was only one grave, where his parents were buried together.

Xu Zii knelt before it, bowing his head three tis earnestly.

“Father and Mother, I have returned.”

That entire day, Xu Zii went nowhere; he just sat in front of his parents’ grave, recounting his experiences over the years.

It was as if ti had never changed, as if he was still the frivolous disciple of the True Martial Holy Sect in those days.

He spoke for the entire day, as if there were endless topics to talk about.

Until the sky gradually darkened, Xu Zii stood up and returned to the room.

This was one of the few nights he slept peacefully, deeply, and relaxedly.

Perhaps no one had ever seen the Demon Lord with such a side.

On the morning of the second day, Xu Zii knew it was ti to bid farewell.

He once again bowed and knocked his head three tis, picking so peach blossoms from the Peach Grove as an offering before his parents’ grave.

……

The Eight Kings Alliance, responding to the call of the World Immortal Li Changsheng, gathered in front of the True Martial Holy Sect.

As the World Immortal Li Changsheng was about to bear the Destiny, natural order was manifest, and Destiny descended.

Yet before carrying the Destiny, Li Changsheng had an unresolved past matter, one that weighed on his heart.

His path was not smooth, so before achieving Great Emperor status, he had to settle all past grievances.

Thus, the Eight Kings Alliance gathered in response to his call.

In truth, it was clear to anyone with insight that Li Changsheng’s bearing of Destiny was inevitable. At this mont, anyone who could ride his coattails…

…in the era of his carrying Destiny, even if they couldn’t eat at, they could at least drink so soup.

Therefore, the eight forces were obedient, forming the Eight Kings Alliance to crusade against the True Martial Holy Sect.

Additionally, there was another reason.

The True Martial Holy Sect had existed for too long, ruling vast territories.

If they could be destroyed, then the cake could slowly be divided up.

What a big cake the True Martial Holy Sect was; what right did this old sect have to occupy such vast lands?

The glory of the ancestors had long since faded, and the Great Emperors no longer favored the True Martial Holy Sect.

……

On this day, although the sun still shone brightly in the Firmant, the north wind howled past.

The territories under the dominion of the True Martial Holy Sect began to shrink.

One must know that over the years, the True Martial Holy Sect was not just a simple sect; such vast territories were beyond a sect’s managent capacity.

Hence, there was the existence of the True Martial Nation.

The True Martial Nation was an affiliate of the True Martial Holy Sect, replacing the sect in managing the vast territories.

Now, the Eight Kings Alliance was gathered.

The Blood Crow Clan, one of the Eight Kings, released a ssage to the outside.

This gathering of the Eight Kings was solely to destroy the True Martial Holy Sect, not to target the True Martial Nation, nor to implicate common folk.

If the disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect left the sect and no longer recognized its authority, the Eight Kings would not act against them.

The ssage was clear: they didn’t care who they killed; they simply wanted to destroy the banner of the True Martial Holy Sect.

Including the high-level mbers of the sect; once they were resolved, the others posed no threat.

The release of this ssage quickly caused unrest within the True Martial Nation.

In fact, it was evident to all that the True Martial Holy Sect couldn’t hold on any longer.