I've Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Chapter 389

Although there were a few exceptions where his illusions failed, it was only because he made a slight mistake in choosing the theme of illusion. That would cause the opponent to not fall for the illusion, but wake up due to alertness.

The illusion he selected for Xu Zirong could easily captivate young people like him. In that illusion, Xu Zirong would be turned into a common character and relied on his own efforts to continuously improve his strength, trampling all those who had previously humiliated him.

Countless beautiful women threw themselves at him, and young talents were willing to follow him. They surrounded him, and he would become the one in control of the entire cultivation world, ultimately achieving ascension to the heavens and even dominating in the immortal realm. At last, he achieved the supreme position!

Exactly, it was the typical plot of a protagonist becoming overpowered and succeeding effortlessly in life. It was entirely designed to make the main character feel invincible.

For most young people, such a life would be extremely tempting, but for a mad lad like Xu Zirong… A world without his older brother should be destroyed!

As a result, the world was destroyed…including those beautiful women who confessed their love to Xu Zirong and his followers. They were all dead…

Red Scales could not understand what Xu Zirong was thinking at all. He was simply puzzled, wondering how someone, who was willing to kill mercilessly and even wanted to destroy the world, could achieve the nascent soul stage? According to common sense, he should not have been able to survive tribulation in peace! How frustrating!

Xu Zirong had no intention of explaining to Red Scales why he wanted to destroy the world.

After he shattered Red Scales’s illusions, Red Scales suffered an extremely heavy blow.as the master of the illusion.

Seizing the opportunity to strike while the opponent was weak had always been Xu Zirong’s favorite way of fighting. His hands danced in the air. With his fingertips emitting crimson light, numerous tiny seeds sprouted and grew into a dense thicket of grass on the ground.

Red Scales was naturally unwilling to accept defeat like that. He dodged the attacks from the tenacious grass while seeking a chance to counterattack.

However, due to the shattering of the illusion, his spiritual consciousness suffered severe damage. At this moment, he was experiencing excruciating headaches, and even the circulation of his demonic power became sluggish and difficult.

“Flower Tail! What the hell are you doing? Don’t mind those irrelevant people, and come help… Ah!” Red Scales’s words were cut short as he suddenly sensed a tremendous crisis looming over him.

Regardless of the thin grass under his feet, he rolled over to the side, dodging a purple arrow. However, the thin tenacious grass left numerous cuts on his body, and even one of the slender blades of grass infiltrated his wound, greedily sucking his blood.

Red Scales let out a miserable cry, and with a forceful tug, he tore out the blade of grass deeply embedded in his wound and flung it away.

Looking up, he glared at the cultivator who had ambushed him, his eyes filled with great killing intent.

“Brother!” Xu Zirong leaped into his brother’s arms.

To outsiders, it seemed like Xu Zirong was trapped in Red Scales’s illusion for only a blink of an eye before he broke free. However, Xu Zirong himself felt as if several years had passed in that illusion.

Even after leaving the illusion and losing the effect of time disorientation, he still missed his brother very much.

“Are you alright?” Xu Ziyan hugged Xu Zirong nervously, checked him from head to toe. Once he confirmed that his brother had not lost any limbs or suffered major injuries, he heaved out a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.

The period when he lost contact with Xu Zirong just now had frightened him. Although he knew about Xu Zirong’s strength and that his life should not be in danger even if he could not win the battle, he still could not help worrying.

“Go and rest for a while, Brother will handle him.” Xu Ziyan patted Xu Zirong’s back gently, trying to soothe him.

Xu Zirong smiled lightly and shook his head, “I can clean up this kind of guy in a while. Brother, you’ve already helped me earlier, so leave this to me now.”

Xu Ziyan glanced at Red Scales, who was seriously injured, and pondered for a moment, nodding, “Alright, if this guy causes trouble, call for me. We’ll get rid of him together.”

“Okay.” Xu Zirong responded obediently. Just as he was turning around, a strong murderous aura surged from him, chilling and sharp as a blade, fiercely pressing down on Red Scales’s body.

Seeing the transformation of a little white rabbit to a big bad wolf in a second… Xu Ziyan could safely say that he was already used to it.

Silently taking a few steps back to avoid the pressure emanating from Xu Zirong, Xu Ziyan knew very well that Red Scales was finished. Even if he was not seriously injured, he would still not be able to withstand the mad lad’s attack in his current condition.

Once Xu Zirong entered his bloodthirsty state, even Big Foot Luo had to be careful not to get into trouble.

Xu Zirong’s bloodthirsty state could be said to be at his strongest when he was rational. Once he entered that state, the following battle would undoubtedly be fierce and bloody.

Xu Ziyan was on guard against Red Scales, but he was only staying cautious. He did not believe that an ordinary nascent soul cultivator could withstand Xu Zirong’s bloodthirsty attacks. The only thing he was concerned about was that he had to prevent Red Scales and Zirong from perishing together. After all, Zirong was still a mortal body. If the other party really decided to risk his life by self-detonating his nascent soul, there would be no other option but to escape, as there was no way to survive such an attack.

Xu Zirong’s wood-type power could be extraordinarily effective in the lush green environment, which was why Xu Zirong was willing to expend his spiritual power just now to create such a large forest.

With green all around, even though Red Scales knew that Xu Zirong’s controlled plants were hidden among them, it was challenging to distinguish the aggressive ones from the ordinary ones if Xu Zirong remained motionless.

Most of the plants Xu Zirong used had very subtle fluctuations of spiritual power, which made them most convenient for ambushes and assassinations.

While they might not have the power to kill with one strike, given enough time, many plants could silently and unnoticeably claim a few lives.

For example—— Red Scales.

At that moment, Red Scales had found himself in a state of extreme trance.

He knew in his mind that his chances of survival were slim, that he should join Flower Tail as soon as possible and escape for his life.

Red Scales forcefully shook his head, attempting to drive away that absurd thought.

Stop kidding. How could he, Red Scales, who had been in power for so many years and was a renowned demon cultivator in the East Sea, possibly have such a weak idea of seeking death willingly? It did not align with his character at all.

He struggled to dodge Xu Zirong’s attacks, but the blood vine controlled by the other party was extremely flexible, and the angles of attack were also very tricky, which could always block his escape routes.

The tenacious grass on the ground was also extremely annoying, constantly entangling his feet. Even though he could easily break free with a little effort, the continuous entanglement greatly affected his speed.

He only felt his footsteps getting heavier and his breath becoming more erratic. He was obviously at the critical moment of escaping for his life, but his mind was occasionally slipped into a trance, as if his mind had been somewhat absent.

“Tsk!”

Red Scales’s body flinched as he felt a sharp pain in his left arm. In that moment of absent-mindedness, Xu Zirong’s blood vines ruthlessly tore a piece of flesh from his arm.

Fortunately, he regained his senses in time. Otherwise, he might have lost his entire arm instead of just a chunk of flesh.

Xu Zirong’s blood vines were anything but merciful. Their sharp fangs tore and gnawed at their prey, coordinating their attacks with ruthless precision. Unlike large-scale demonic beasts, these blood vines were exceptionally agile and adept at tearing their victims into pieces. They would tear apart a single body part into multiple chunks, causing the wounds to gape open, resulting in even more bloodshed.

Red Scales’s eyes were filled with confusion as the physical pain kept sending warnings to his brain, alerting him that his spiritual power was insufficient and that he needed healing pills. However, he remained oblivious to those signals, relying solely on his combat instincts to keep running and avoiding the enemy’s attacks.

The corners of Xu Zirong’s mouth curved up slightly into a cold and cruel smile, “It seems that… it’s about time.”

“Huh? What?” Although Xu Ziyan did not make a move, he had been following closely behind Xu Zirong. He heard Xu Zirong speak softly and couldn’t help but ask.

Xu Zirong looked at his brother and laughed, “Brother, watch closely.”

The rain of fine flesh moistened the small forest, and the chasing blood vines and fine grass that were chasing after Red Scales seemed to be celebrating, twisting around and absorbing the spiritual power scattered in the blood rain until nothing was left.

Red Scales was dead… Even the largest piece of flesh left was only the size of a thumb.

In Xu Zirong’s bloodthirsty state, his fondness for human blood was unmatched. Therefore, whenever he entered that state, either he would be killed by his enemies, or the final scene would end up being extremely gruesome.

Xu Ziyan looked at Xu Zirong expressionlessly, even though he knew that the fight would definitely end with Red Scales’s dismembered corpse, witnessing Red Scale’s remains disappear completely left him feeling…

“Brother…” Due to the far distance, Xu Zirong’s body was not stained with a drop of blood. He gently tugged on his elder brother’s sleeve, while his eyes shimmered with a predatory desire, as if he was selecting his next victim to devour.

Each time he entered his bloodthirsty state, it was a test for his brother. Xu Zirong was clearly aware that his brother did not like such scenes. However, he could not help but keep trying, as if he was testing the limits of his brother’s tolerance.