I Am the Fated Villain-Novel

The Buddha Kingdom lay lifeless, and the entire universe crumbled into oblivion. The once vibrant world, teeming with vitality and Buddha light, vanished without a trace. Observing this unprecedented upheaval, many powerful beings were gripped with fear.

In a single day, the flourishing Buddhist Kingdom had turned to ruins, devoid of living presence. Immortal kings, once seated in the Buddha Kingdom, had vanished, their existence erased from the river of history.

Terrified true immortals speculated on the cause. “It must be that forbidden existence who destroyed the Buddha Kingdom and slew the Buddha King,” they conjectured, trembling at the distant remnants of the collapsed kingdom.

With no knowledge of the events within the Buddha Kingdom, they could only guess, and the idea of a taboo existence causing this calamity seemed the most plausible. Even with an immortal king present, the sudden demise of the Buddha Kingdom was beyond comprehension.

The horror deepened as they contemplated the swift obliteration of an immortal Buddha kingdom within a day, leaving no trace behind. Swondered if the Buddha King had offended a forbidden existence, recalling the four foreign immortal kings who met their demise in the Western immortal domain.

The universe blurred, a decaying atmosphere spreading as nearby star fields collapsed. The passing of an immortal king altered the laws of heaven and earth, causing the great Dao’s traces to flow and intertwine.

The demise of the Buddhist kingdom triggered violent fluctuations. With its collapse, the Daoist aura left by the Buddha King rapidly dissipated, transforming into an eerie, lifeless ghost. Silence and nothingness enveloped the universe as the sky crumbled, stars shattered, and the world succumbed to ruin.

In the once-prosperous Buddhist kingdom, where faith flowed like an endless sea, countless Buddhist schools and believers were reduced to ashes, buried beneath the collapsing universe.

Near the northern immortal domain, closest to the southern immortal domain, three immortal king statues formed a triangle, silently overseeing the now-ruined northern immortal domain.

A white-haired, white-bearded older man, seated cross-legged under a tree, arose with profound eyes. He emitted a long sigh, having received the order from Bai Chuan.

Previously, he contemplated how to navigate the situation—whether to delay or attend the banquet in half a month. Despite the awareness that it was a Hongmen banquet, he felt compelled to participate.

The old immortal king’s eyes expressed a mixture of sighs and helplessness, yet he wasn’t as sad as others. Having lived through countless epochs, many things had becbearable. Accepting the unchangeable nature of fate, he recognized the futility of resistance.

The void blurred, and a figure emerged—flame-haired, the immortal king approached.

While terrified by the news of the Buddha Kingdom’s destruction, he also harbored a sense of unwillingness. He foresaw his next destiny, realizing that even an immortal realm like the Buddha Kingdom could collapse within a day. What could contend with such a formidable force?

Word of the Buddha Kingdom’s demise in a single day rippled through the Immortal Domain, instilling tremors and unease even among the Immortal Kings. It signaled an impending catastrophe for the rest of the creatures, leaving them with the unsettling conviction that none would be spared.

The Buddha Kingdom, situated in the southern immortal domain, stood as a stark example. Speculation ran rampant that the collapse of the prosperous Buddhist kingdom in a single day was the result of the Buddha King’s demise at the hands of a forbidden existence. However, the truth remained a mystery, as no one dared to approach the Buddha Kingdom or the collapsed universe.

The formidable power at play was genuinely frightening, reducing the laws of heaven and earth in that area to nothingness. Fear prevented anyone from seeking the truth.

In a distant foreign land, King Ming respectfully stood before a cave bathed in immortal light, reporting to the ancestor of the imperial clan within.

“I cannot dissolve the mark on your body,” King Ming confessed.

Cross-legged in the cave’s deepest recesses, the ancestor of the imperial clan resembled an ancient god, surrounded by the lingering light of the Great Dao and the faint sounds of the world.

King Ming’s complexion paled at the undeniable truth, struggling to accept it.

The ancestor of the imperial clan stated after a moment of silence.

The foreign land had existed since ancient times, predating the taboo era in the immortal domain. In an even more distant era, multiple ancestors of the imperial clan, including the one King Ming paid homage to, had slumbered. The ancestor in question had awakened tens of millions of years ago.

During that time, the ancestor of the imperial clan had summoned King Ming, intending to exchange the imitation of the Eight Desolation Demon Halberd he possessed.

Despite King Ming’s formidable stature as an immortal king, in the presence of the ancestor of the imperial clan, he appeared like an ordinary cultivator, fear etched across his face.

In truth, King Ming earnestly wished for the ancestor to intervene, emerging from the cave to restore balance to the world. There were several slumbering ancestors within the imperial clan of the foreign land, and if they united their strength, there might be a chance for the foreign land.

King Ming surmised that Gu Changge had yet to return to his former peak state; otherwise, why would he be hunting Immortal Kings? Even the mightiest patriarch of the imperial clan fell far short of his strength.

The patriarch of the imperial clan divulged, offering rare insights into upcoming events.

The unification of mountains and seas and the restructuring of the immortal realm and foreign land were unavoidable and predetermined futures.

As the ancestors of the imperial clan, they ranked among the strongest in the actual world of mountains and seas, surpassed only by characters from the oldest era.

Secrets were shrouded in chaos on the other side of the immortal realm. Spowerful beings from various ethnic groups had, in the ancient past, initiated plans to escape the impending era’s calamity. They might be in reincarnation or hiding somewhere deep within.

“Even the SuprPatriarch of the Imperial Clan might face eradication?” King Ming quivered.

“The current situation is uncertain. Let’s observe how it unfolds. This may be an opportunity for testing.”

The ancestor of the imperial clan spoke smoothly, devoid of fluctuation.

“Perhaps sindividuals won’t endure and will reveal themselves…” The voice carried a calm certainty.