[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-really-am-a-villain":3,"chapter-i-really-am-a-villain-i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-298":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Really Am A Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1433173,1885,"Chapter 298 - Standing Above The Sword Dao, I Am Invincible!","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-298",298,"\u003Cp>Her hair was a little messy, her face pale, and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the spectators watching from below were shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like the Huang Clan finally kicked an iron wall, even their ancestor, the famed Sword Master, was no match!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so surprising? I saw this coming. The Huang Clan may be powerful, but their influence is mostly confined to the Northwestern City. Heaven Ender, on the other hand, is a Middle Continent superpower with three Grand Emperors. They’re simply on a different level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Huang Clan’s been arrogant for too long, now it’s time they got a taste of their own medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up in the air, Huang Guyuan and several elders rushed forward to help Huang Youlan up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ancestor, are you alright?” they asked anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My True Fate is damaged… I’ll need a long time to recover,” Huang Youlan said, wiping the blood from her lips and shaking her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is our fault, we dragged you into this,” Huang Guyuan said guiltily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough of that. Let’s see how they plan to deal with us,” Huang Youlan replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked up to see Elder Cang wave his hand, instantly subduing the entire Huang Clan’s upper ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around and said calmly: “I meant what I said, only those who deserve to die will be killed. The innocent will not be touched.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he turned to Yan Buhui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, Yan Buhui slowly drew his sword and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sword intent surged around him; with every step, the pressure from his sword intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples of the Huang Clan huddled together, their faces pale and fearful as they stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cousin Buhui… I didn’t know any better back then. For the sake of our shared bloodline, please spare me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One couldn’t handle the pressure anymore and knelt to beg for mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of sword light, his head hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can forgive you for oppressing me, but those who insulted my mother… none of you will escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Yan Buhui charged into the crowd, sword in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None dared resist, with an immortal watching from above, any resistance was futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most terrified among them was Huang Tianxie, who had once gone so far as to try to expel Yan Buhui from the True Martial Sacred Ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father! Save me!” Huang Tianxie cried desperately to Huang Guyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the patriarch took a deep breath and stood still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not move. The immortal’s pressure loomed overhead, any rash action could cost him his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he shut his eyes in despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the central courtyard of the Huang Estate stood a rusted iron statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It depicted a long-haired man with a sword strapped to his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once painted white, the robe had long since rusted over with iron flakes. The brilliance of the past was no longer visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The statue’s expression was a gentle, warm smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Youlan slowly walked up to it, gently placing her hand on the corroded metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve let this statue of our ancestor rust away,” she said sadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The upper elders behind her stood silent, heads bowed in shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the slaughter happening in the distance, Huang Youlan turned and shouted sternly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All of you, kneel. Reflect on your actions over the years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dropped to her knees first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was once a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Sword God named Desolate Sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the pride of the Huang Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of him, the Dan Imperial Clan ceded Northwestern City to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once fought for the Heaven’s Will against Grand Emperor Yin Tian. Though defeated, his honor remained intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long ago, tales of the Sword God echoed throughout the Huang Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the pride of their people, the legend of their city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with time, those legends faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glory became memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time’s dust buried all brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, watching the clan’s elders kneel in shame, the disciples followed suit, falling to their knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The statue still stood alone, rusted and quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its gentle smile never changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one noticed, the statue had begun to pulse with unfamiliar spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Yan Buhui’s slaughter continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vented all the resentment he had held for twenty years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had watched helplessly as his mother died while the clan turned a blind eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been oppressed and humiliated, even his deceased mother was mocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every kill, his heart grew clearer, more unburdened. His cultivation surged with no resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think the ancestor’s statue is… moving?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One elder cautiously glanced at the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword on the statue’s back seemed to vibrate, as if it was about to be drawn from its scabbard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening?” someone exclaimed in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a sharp clang! split the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of a sword being drawn thundered across heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rusty statue began to tremble violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swirling black hole of spiritforce opened in its abdomen, deep, dark, and unknowable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up above, Elder Cang narrowed his eyes, watching with solemn interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stepped out from the black hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore black robes and a blood-red cloak that fluttered behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long sword once strapped to the statue’s back now gleamed brilliantly, the outer layer of rust flaking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword was reborn, its edge fierce and razor-sharp, purple patterns flowing along the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast sea of sword intent surged around the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he appeared, all the swords in the crowd began to tremble, as if recognizing their king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They vibrated, resonating in submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s… the Desolate Sky Sword God,” someone whispered in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Sword Ancestor… he’s alive! He never left us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears of joy streamed down the faces of the Huang Clan. They shouted skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many fell to their knees in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the bystanders who had come to watch joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sword God! Sword God!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legend clearly still lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swept across the Five Domains. I conquered the Four Realms. Standing above the Sword Dao, I am invincible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cold, commanding voice echoed through the heavens, carried by the sharp edge of his sword intent.\u003C\u002Fp>",1031,"2026-06-06T01:06:40.721Z",1,"novelbin.me","5d1b74658379e3e40ed6e82ffd104264fafc2d338526715bb063f37ba3cf66c3","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-299","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-297",1822,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-really-am-a-villain-cover.jpg"]