Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 381 Demonic Cultivator’s Launches Attack!

“Hehehe… finally, a chance to teach these arrogant righteous dogs what true power looks like.”

“Let them struggle. Their panic… their despair… it’s the sweetest offering”

“Let’s see how long they last.”

“This is the time for a new era!”

The Demonic Cultivators’ voices were filled with anticipation, bloodlust, and hatred.

But all those jeering whispers quieted as a single figure stepped forward.

Mo Tianji!

The Saint Son of the Crimson Demon Sect.

His gaze burned with hatred.

“Bai Zihan…”

The name slipped past his lips like venom.

Around him, dozens of Demonic Cultivators fell silent instantly, sensing immense bloodlust from Mo Tianji.

Mo Tianji’s standing has fallen quite a lot after what had happened in the Ancient Ruins.

However, his strength has shut down many doubters and he was able to maintain his status.

Mo Tianji’s fingers clenched into a fist as he remembered the greatest humiliation of his life.

He wished for nothing more than to teach Bai Zihan a lesson himself.

Yet he knew the truth. Bai Zihan had become far stronger than him-so strong that even their Elders would struggle against him.

They had been warned, especially him, not to recklessly challenge Bai Zihan.

“Hmph! While I can’t kill you myself, you will certainly die this time.”

Mo Tianji muttered.

His hatred was not unique. Many Demonic Cultivators held grudges against the righteous sects.

Some felt oppressed. Others had clashed with them before. And some, like Mo Tianji, bore personal hatred toward prodigies like Bai Zihan.

In any case, this time, they were determined to execute their grand plan and seize the Desolate Heaven Empire for themselves.

It was finally time for them to become its rulers.

A deep, commanding voice cut through the demonic murmurs. “Silence!”

A senior executive of the Demonic Cultivators stepped forward.

His presence alone pushed the surrounding mist aside-a Great Ascension Realm powerhouse, cloaked in bone-carved armor and drenched in killing qi. “We begin when the signal comes.”

His gaze swept over the army of cloaked silhouettes.

“The assassins have already infiltrated their formation.”

A cruel smile twisted his lips.

“When their blades fall-when the righteous cultivators start dying in chaos- that is when you move.”

The gathered Demonic Cultivators straightened almost reverently, bloodlust simmering under control.

He raised one hand, pointing toward the distant battlefield.

“Our objective has not changed.”

“Entrap the righteous forces between us and the Beast Tide. Do NOT obstruct the demonic beasts.”

“Force the righteous into a pincer of death.”

His voice dropped into a hungry growl.

“When they are crushed by us… the Desolate Heaven Empire will be ours.”

Mo Tianji exhaled slowly, hatred burning fiercely behind his eyes.

(Bai Zihan, it is your bad luck that the Great Ascension Realm is after your life.)

“Good… Let Bai Zihan enjoy his last moments.”

The demonic mist churned violently around them, pulsing with excitement and murderous intent, as they awaited the first signal of slaughter from their hidden assassins-

SLASH-!

A single, bone-chilling sound split through the air.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

Then another.

And another.

From the eastern flank, dozens of shadows flickered into existence-assassins cloaked in demonic qi, their blades dripping with fresh blood.

The signal had been given.

The senior executive’s lips curled into a savage grin.

“Now!”

His command echoed like a death knell.

In an instant, the demonic mist surged forward as thousands of Demonic Cultivators stepped out from their concealed positions, forming waves of dark silhouettes spreading across the battlefield like an eclipse swallowing the horizon.

Their killing intent rolled outward in a suffocating tide.

***

The war drums thundered like a storm breaking over the battlefield.

Only then did the cultivators who were fighting the Beast Tide truly see the

encirclement.

From the north, south, east, and west…

From every direction where the forest met the clearing…

Waves of inky mist swelled outward like a colossal, suffocating tide.

And within it-

Countless silhouettes stood silently, as if they had always been there, watching,

waiting.

Some perched atop twisted branches like vultures waiting for corpses.

Others stood with blades lowered, their bodies still but their killing intent

pressing down like lead.

A realization settled over the Desolate Heaven Empire’s cultivators like a

hammer blow:

They were surrounded.

This wasn’t a small infiltration.

This wasn’t a surprise attack from a single flank.

This was a premeditated, coordinated encirclement by a massive Demonic Cultivator force-one large enough to rival the Beast Tide itself.

Ten of Thousands of Demonic Cultivators revealed themselves as they marched

towards them.

Whispers died.

Breaths stopped.

Even the Void Refinement Realm elders felt their spines stiffen.

If the Demonic Cultivators truly joined the Beast Tide, even with their reserve

forces, it was uncertain whether they could hold.

Beside the churning battlefield, Bai Tianheng’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed

the mist, expression grim.

The Demonic Cultivators weren’t hiding their strength anymore-he could

already sense several Great Ascension Realm auras.

“Looks like they’re going all out.”

Bai Tianheng muttered.

He slowed his attacks, conserving qi for the inevitable clash with the demonic

forces.

Many others followed suit.

Because now, it was clear:

Demonic beasts were no longer the only threat.

But at the very front-

Standing alone, unbothered, untouched by tension-

Was Bai Zihan!

Grade-9 beast blood still dripped from his blade, sizzling on the ground.

The moment he sensed the Demonic Cultivators tightening the circle, he

exhaled sharply.

Annoyed and irritated but not even remotely afraid.

“More nuisance.”

He muttered.

No fear.

Just frustration that they dared interrupt his slaughter and his points.

Although annoyed, he still continued to kill the Demonic Beasts without holding back.

Rather, seeing the nuisances were going to join soon, he rather increased the

speed at which he was killing Grade-9 Demonic beasts.

His thought process was that after Demonic Cultivators join, he wouldn’t have the opportunity to earn as many points, so he should do it when he can.

Only when the Demonic Cultivators were within 200 meters radius did he stop focusing on Demonic Beasts.

His eyes lifted slightly, sweeping across the countless figures. “Would I gain points if I slaughter Void Refinement Demonic Cultivators?”

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