I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

Earlier

Ye Yong, along with Song Song and Bai Cui, found the last demon dog on the Qi-seeking compass and was about to deal with it. Unexpectedly, the demon’s body began to emit demonic aura, which grew stronger and stronger.

“Is your magical tool broken?” Song Song quickly pulled Ye Yong back a distance.

“Impossible.” Ye Yong looked at the tool in his hand, which was in an effective state. The sheep demon should not be able to connect with the demon. The current situation… could only mean that the demon was actively establishing a connection.

“Something’s wrong.” Bai Cui felt the aura growing stronger. The sheep demon began to howl in pain, its body twisting and convulsing, limbs twitching, and its entire body rapidly swelling.

“Run!” Ye Yong knew very well the demon’s capabilities. Song Song and Bai Cui did not dare to linger and immediately took him to flee. The sheep demon had already exploded, torn apart by the black aura. A terrifying consciousness shot out from the black aura, locking onto them firmly, rendering them immobile.

Next, a figure emerged from the dense black demonic aura, an old man with goat horns, dressed in a sacrificial robe and leaning on a staff.

His eye sockets were deep, his skin rough and cracked like dead wood, his eyes filled with pitch blackness, with no visible eyeballs, looking eerie.

“You have caused my clan to lose several awakened servants.” The old man’s voice was murky, like a sound from the abyss. “Holy Speaker, your life will be taken by me.”

Without any more words, the old man raised his staff, and a black ball surrounded by deathly aura condensed at its tip.

At least say a few more words! Just because I’m the villain and not the protagonist, you won’t engage in banter with me?

Ye Yong immediately opened the system store, but the black ball condensed too quickly, flying towards him before he could buy a tool to defend against a Saint-level attack.

At the critical moment, a world-shaking thunderbolt struck, hitting the old man with ram horns squarely on the top of his head, and the residual force conveniently neutralized the black sphere.

The divine sense locking onto Ye Yong and his companions dissipated. Bai Cui and Song Song were both so shocked by the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Thunder that their souls were scorched, and they were left dumbfounded. Helplessly, Ye Yong grabbed them both and continued to flee.

As the dust settled, the old man with ram horns knelt in the deep pit, supporting himself with his hands, with residual electricity crackling around him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a trembling old hand, looked up, and saw the gray sky that had not yet broken dawn: “Even though the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry… the heavens are still the heavens… not something that earthly spirits can reach…”

After a moment of adjustment, the dissipated black energy on the old man’s body began to regenerate, and an ethereal voice sounded: “The Heavenly Dao of the Xuande Realm violates the rules to protect that human race, clearly he is more important than I thought. He must be killed. Don’t worry, as long as the Heavenly Dao dares to descend the Nine Tribulations Thunder Punishment again, it will be destroyed. However, my power has also been weakened by it, you must make a quick decision.”

“Understood.” With the nourishment of the black energy, the old man’s wounds gradually healed, and the feeling of his body and soul splitting apart also lessened significantly.

The pursuit of the Nascent Soul was inevitable, not to mention that Ye Yong did not have the protagonist’s plot armor. The old man with ram horns had no intention of playing around. In just a few breaths, he caught up with Ye Yong, who was fleeing with Song Song and Bai Cui outside Shilin City.

Song Song and Bai Cui were still in a state of mental stagnation. Not only them, but all the spirits around Shilin City were the same. Because the thunder punishment contained the most powerful killing intent in the world, only those with cultivation reaching the level of a saint, or those like Ye Yong who had cultivated a rare divine body, could withstand it. Otherwise, ordinary spirits would be intimidated by the divine might of the thunder punishment even if they were tens of thousands of miles away.

“Damn it! Although I knew it wouldn’t be that easy to die, this recovery is too fast!” Ye Yong looked back and saw the old man with ram horns surrounded by black energy, gritting his teeth.

Relentless pursuit, huh? Fine! I don’t need the time treasure for now! I have plenty of reversal points, but you’re risking your life! Let’s see who suffers!

That’s right, Ye Yong was preparing to purchase a 1 million worth item that could slay a half-saint. No matter how powerful that demon was, it couldn’t withstand two strikes.

The Nascent Soul Demon Emperor had a strong sense of danger. The old man with ram horns noticed that Ye Yong’s gaze was not fearful at all, but instead filled with intense killing intent. He immediately slowed down, keeping his distance, not daring to approach rashly.

Could it be that he can make the Heavenly Dao descend the thunder punishment again?

The old man with ram horns felt a retreating intention in his heart. Although he seemed fine after taking a hit from the heavenly thunder, it was the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Thunder that could even kill a saint. If it weren’t for the demonic power offsetting most of the damage, he would have already been obliterated. After all, his true form was only at the fourth level of the Demon Emperor, and he couldn’t withstand another strike.

Just as the old man with ram horns hesitated, a streak of red light fell from the sky like a meteor. Surrounded by flames, Dan Yu, who looked like a goddess of fire, stood in front of Ye Yong: “Chief of the Xuan Yang Clan! Yang Wei! How dare you attack Young Master Ye!”

“You are… Dan Yu?” The old man with ram horns, Yang Wei, looked at Dan Yu in disbelief.

Although they hadn’t interacted much, they had met a few years ago. At that time, Dan Yu was old and frail, but now she was full of vitality, as if reborn. This was something that should have been impossible.

“Enough talk! Die!” With profound cultivation and having undergone a month-long baptism of holy words, Dan Yu naturally recovered from the divine might of the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Thunder faster than the other spirits. Her first reaction upon regaining her senses was to check on Ye Yong, only to find Yang Wei chasing after her benefactor. Furious, she ignored the stunned Malag and the others, immediately flying down to protect Ye Yong. Her method of protection was straightforward and direct, attacking Yang Wei with full force.

The more Yang Wei fought, the more shocked he became. This wasn’t the fourth level of the Demon Emperor; it was clearly the sixth level! A month ago, she was only at the third level. How could she break through three realms in such a short time? And her attacks even carried a faint holy aura?

Was this the work of the holy word practitioner?

Yang Wei looked at Ye Yong, who was being protected by Dan Yu.

He had never heard of a holy word practitioner being this defiant of the heavens. What went wrong?

There was no time for Yang Wei to think. Dan Yu’s wind and fire attacks complemented each other, and the flames that vowed to burn everything had already scorched all the hair on his body. If it weren’t for the demonic aura resisting, he would have become a roasted lamb chop by now.

“Master! Please grant me strength!” Yang Wei used his lifespan as fuel, and the fading black aura around him intensified again. He only hoped to repel Dan Yu and kill Ye Yong.

Dan Yu had never seen such a terrifying aura, more brutal and evil than any malevolent spirit or monster. Yet, she protected Ye Yong very well, even at the cost of her own injuries, completely abandoning her own defense.

“Master!” Yang Wei was anxious, his skin becoming increasingly cracked and aging rapidly.

“If it weren’t for the interference of the Heavenly Dao, how could we end up in such a situation! Let me give you one more helping hand! If we can’t succeed, then escape!”

Yang Wei unleashed a devastating strike.

Dan Yu resisted with all his might.

The collision of black smoke and wind and fire, the contest between demonic energy and monster power. The space was torn apart, the distant city walls shattered, the greenery within the city completely obliterated, buildings collapsed, and the nearby allied soldiers evaporated instantly, leaving no bones behind, with heavy casualties.

A gentle flame enveloped Ye Yong and his companions, shielding them from the impact. Seeing this, Ye Yong was relieved that he had chosen to leave the city at that time.

Blood oozed from the corner of Dan Yu’s mouth, his face growing paler, but he successfully blocked the attack at the cost of internal injuries.

Yang Wei was extremely weak, his attack had failed, and he decisively fled at full speed.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of a sword echoed through the sky, several flying swords transformed into streams of light, piercing the pre-dawn darkness, forming a sword array that firmly trapped Yang Wei inside.

“The sect master has the demeanor of a protagonist, timing his final appearance perfectly.” Ye Yong saw a handsome middle-aged man in blue robes appear in the sky, and heaved a sigh of relief.