The palace shook as the last guard's lifeless body collapsed.

Ling Wugi, the culprit who causes this stood at the center of the carnage, his black robes drenched in blood.

His crimson eyes glowed with a sadistic glee as he clutched the golden scroll containing the Nine Laws of Hell, a technique known to be the forbidden technique that even heaven is scared of.

"Such a treasure buried here…" he muttered, his voice low, taunting. "What a waste."

He kicked a decapitated head aside and leaped onto a throne of mutilated corpses. Crossing his legs, he opened the scroll.

"Hm.. The Nine Laws Of Hell!?... Such a fitting treasure for me," he muttered, licking the blood from his fingers.

Suddenly, the sky cracked open. The ground trembled. A thunderous roar echoed, and twelve figures descended like gods. Their auras crushed the surroundings, splitting the air and shattering the ruins of the palace.

Ling Wugi tilted his head, grinning. "Finally, some entertainment. Let's hear it—who's first?"

The man at the front stepped forward, his golden sword blazing with divine power. "I am Li Tianfeng, Sword Master of the Heavens. Today, your evil ends here!"

Ling Wugi yawned, standing lazily. "Justice, justice, justice. Always the same boring line. Who's next?"

A woman with silver hair raised her frost-coated spear. Her emerald eyes glared daggers at him. "Feng Qinglan, the Frozen Lotus. You'll regret every sin you've ever committed."

Ling smirked. "Promises, promises. Keep them coming."

A towering man slammed his fists together, sending shockwaves through the ground. "Wu Gang. Your reign of chaos ends now."

Ling snickered. "Big man with big fists. I'll break those first."

A red-haired woman strode forward, flames spiraling around her. "Mei Lihua. You'll burn in the flames of heaven."

"Oh? A firebrand. Always fun to watch," Ling taunted.

Zhao Yunhai raised his hands, lightning crackling in his palms. His voice boomed like thunder. "Zhao Yunhai, Thunder Monarch. Your screams will echo across the heavens."

Ling gave a slow clap. "Lightning and thunder. Impressive. Next?"

A shadow flickered, and a man with sharp eyes stepped forward silently. "Xiao Yan. You'll never see me coming."

"Stealthy, aren't we?" Ling said, amused. "You'll be the first to die."

A man spun a spear, his movements precise and deadly. "Xu Yuhong, Divine Spear of the Sky."

"Confident, I like it," Ling replied, his grin widening. "Who's next?"

A woman stepped forward, wind and lightning swirling around her. "Qin Yue, Celestial Tempest. I'll shred you into nothing."

"Wind and lightning? A stormy one. Not bad," Ling teased.

A stocky man stomped the ground, shaking the palace further. "Chen Xiaoran, Earth Warden. Your death is already determined to be at my hands!!!"

Ling laughed mockingly. "You all love your speeches, don't you?"

A woman in golden armor flared her fiery wings. Her voice was like a burning sun. "Jiang Rui, Phoenix of Dawn. Your ashes will scatter to the wind."

"Fire again? How unoriginal," Ling said, rolling his eyes. "And you?"

A man cracked his knuckles, his smile savage. "Shi Lei, Mountain Breaker. I'll crush you."

"Crush me? Let's see you try." Ling turned to the last figure. "And you, glowing one?"

A serene woman floated forward, her aura suffocating. "Bai Xinyue, Moonlit Seraph. I will cleanse your filth."

Ling clapped his hands. "Twelve peak Dao Creators. How exciting! But you've made a grave mistake... To try your luck on me!"

Li Tianfeng roared, charging. "Enough! Prepare to die!"

Ling dodged the golden blade, catching Tianfeng's wrist mid-strike. With a sickening crack, he twisted it backward and slammed him into the ground.

"Too slow," Ling said, his voice cold.

Feng Qinglan lunged, her frost-coated spear aiming for his chest. He let it pierce through his shoulder. Blood sprayed, but his grin only widened.

"Nice try," he said, yanking her closer. His knee slammed into her ribs, sending her flying into a collapsed wall.

"Attack together!" Zhao Yunhai shouted, unleashing a storm of lightning. The palace lit up as arcs of electricity struck Ling. When the light faded, he stood unharmed, the corpses beneath him charred to ash.

Ling tilted his head. "Is that all?"

The remaining ten surged forward, their combined power shaking the heavens. Blades clashed, flames roared, and spears tore through the air. Ling moved like a phantom, weaving through their strikes, his laughter echoing through the chaos.

"Come on!" he taunted, dodging another strike. "Is this really the best the heavens have?"

The battle raged, each clash shaking the crumbling palace. Ling Wugi, bathed in blood and chaos, laughed like a madman.

"Let's make this a little more interesting," he growled, his black aura exploding. "Who's ready to die first?"

Saying that, Ling Wugi's black aura surged, cracking the ground beneath him. He darted forward, his fist colliding with Wu Gang's chest. The giant staggered back, coughing blood, but swung a massive punch in retaliation.

Ling caught it, twisting the arm until bone snapped. Wu Gang roared in pain, but Ling slammed a knee into his face, sending him flying into the palace ruins.

"Next!" Ling laughed, turning as Mei Lihua's flames erupted around him.

The inferno swallowed him whole, the heat melting the stones beneath. Mei sneered. "Burn to nothing!"

A dark shadow shot out of the flames. Ling appeared behind her, grabbing her by the throat. "Warm, but not enough."

He slammed her into the ground, dragging her through the rubble before tossing her like a broken doll.

"Attack together!" Qin Yue shouted, unleashing a hurricane of wind and lightning. The others followed—swords, spears, and elemental powers raining down on Ling.

The combined strike shook the heavens, leaving a massive crater where Ling had stood.

Panting, Li Tianfeng raised his sword. "Did we get him?"

The dust cleared, revealing Ling standing in the center, his body glowing with a dark, sinister energy. He grinned, his voice dripping with mockery. "That was cute. My turn."

He vanished.

Before Xu Yuhong could react, Ling reappeared, plunging his hand through Yuhong's chest. Blood sprayed, and the spear fell from the man's hand.

Yuhong gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief. Ling leaned closer, whispering, "Weak."

He ripped his hand out, tossing the lifeless body aside.

"YUHONG!" Feng Qinglan screamed, her voice trembling with fury.

The others roared, their auras exploding as they charged, their attacks aimed to kill.

Ling licked the blood from his hand, his grin widening. "Come, then. Let's make this fun, hehe!"

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Author's Thoughts:

Hello Readers, I'm Hazex, and this novel is a banger! In this novel, I'm trying to make Ling Wugi the ultimate, the true villain you've all been craving for.

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