I, the Destined Villain, Start by Controlling the Saint

“What do you mean? Do you want to kill my Holy Institute Disciple?” Ouyang Ke retorted.

He stood out alone, his Aura like a rainbow, reprimanding the crowd.

Even facing the pressure of over ten thousand people, he showed no fear.

Many forces were involved in besieging Ye Tian; united, they did not fear the Holy Institute. Moreover, in their perception, the things on Ye Tian were simply too numerous, worth the risk.

Even if it meant offending the Holy Institute!

“Don’t make it sound so good, Ouyang Ke, I know your past.”

“Others say you’re a Genius, but I’m not afraid; who isn’t a young Prodigy?”

The speaker was a young Prodigy, a Profound Immortal Middle Stage Cultivator, with strong power, capable of defeating enemies across realms without effort.

Which Genius doesn’t have some arrogance? He believed his strength was not inferior to Ouyang Ke’s, and even if he couldn’t win, he was only slightly less capable than Ouyang Ke.

“Holy crap, who’s so bold as to dare challenge Ouyang Ke?”

“I know that person, that’s the Third Prince of the Tang Immortal Dynasty, known as Tang San!”

“I heard his Sea God Legacy allows him to wield a Sea God Trident, which is extremely overbearing. With just a slight move, he suppressed many Immortals. I heard that a certain Immortal Master Fang, who pursued eternal life by cultivating Gu, died by his hand.”

“Let’s hold our ground and see how the situation develops.”

Ouyang Ke’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the speaker, simultaneously observing the expressions of those around him. If he showed weakness, these people would immediately swarm him.

A man of few words, but decisive.

Ouyang Ke knew that he had to demonstrate powerful suppressive force to make these people retreat.

He quickly formed hand seals, his hands changing rapidly.

In his palm, a Great Sun Blazing Star Fire Seed actually condensed. Initially, the Fire Seed was tiny, almost imperceptible.

It gradually grew to the size of a sesame seed, and then instantly expanded, forming a hundred-mile-long giant flame Dragon.

He simply pushed gently, and the Fire Dragon instantly surged towards the speaker with an Aura of devouring mountains and rivers.

“Dragon Flame Sun Breath!”

Tang San’s eyes showed disdain. Fire-element Immortal art?

Don’t you know that my Sea God Legacy is most effective against your fire-element Immortal arts?

Tang Xiao San chuckled, “A seeker of empty fame! Today, I shall shatter your unbeaten…”

Before he could finish speaking, the Fire Dragon opened its mouth wide and charged directly at his face. With almost no reaction time, the Fire Dragon’s mouth gaped open, unleashing a Fire Dragon Breath, as if from the blazing sun.

The killing move came too fast. Tang Xiao San hadn’t even activated his magical defense when the massive flame breath enveloped and roasted his entire being.

The searing pain contorted his face. He didn’t even have a chance to dodge.

“Ah! Hot, Ouyang Ke, are you trying to burn me to death?”

“Scalding, I’m burning to death.”

Tang Xiao San was utterly defenseless, defeated in just one move.

Even his close-fitting life-protecting armor was scorched black like charcoal, and his entire body was charred outside and tender inside, barely clinging to life.

“With the Gui Water Giant Cold Armor on, no wonder you can still cling to life. Consider yourself lucky,” Ouyang Ke said disdainfully, looking at Tang Xiao San’s armor, which was originally dark blue but now burned black.

“You…”

Pfft!

Hearing this insult, Tang Xiao San was even more enraged, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

“Get lost. Don’t pretend to be a master if you don’t have the strength,” Ouyang Ke sneered.

Tang Xiao San’s companions quickly helped him retreat, fearing that Ouyang Ke would kill in anger. They retreated eighty thousand miles before daring to stop and treat his injuries.

Silence!

Everyone was stunned speechless.

They had only heard that Ouyang Ke was powerful, but rarely saw him act.

Today’s seemingly ordinary move made them realize just how strong he truly was.

People seemed to recall the legend of the invincible peer six thousand years ago.

“What, is there anyone else who wants to stop me?” Ouyang Ke said indifferently.

His presence commanded respect without anger.

No one present dared to speak, fearing they might provoke him and suffer the same fate as Tang San.

Cultivation was like this; strength was king.