The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The same habits and the same moves are the unique skills they have mastered since the beginning of their cycle of reincarnation and have honed to this day.

This is their most proficient move, embodying all their insights from entering the ranks of grandmasters to ascending to godhood.

If the two are destined to be decided in a single move, then this move might be the most suitable way to bring this battle to a close.

Thoughts are complex and far-reaching, but in reality, they are only fleeting.

The two men planted their left feet firmly into the ground and turned around at the same time.

Their gazes met in the stillness, and even the howling sandstorm seemed to freeze at that moment.

Ye Xiao's scarred hands gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, trembling slightly as he endured the excruciating pain caused by the chaotic divine power coursing through his muscles.

Seren, on the other hand, was like a solidified stone sculpture, seemingly integrated with heaven and earth, her aura hidden among all things.

"bass"

The next moment, both long swords were drawn from their sheaths simultaneously.

There was no massive explosion, no earth-shattering shockwave, only two gleaming blades, one black and one white, like the vigorous, fine lines drawn by a wolf-hair brush on a painting, instantly intersecting.

Two swordsmen on the End of the World brushed past each other, and the colors of all things in the world seemed to merge into that ultimate black and white in that instant.

A moment later, the breeze began to move again.

The yellow sand swirled up wisps of dust, ruffling the hems of their coats.

A splash of blood stained the sand red, like a blooming night rose.

Ye Xiao knelt down on one knee, his bone knife limply stuck in the ground. A deep, blood-red chasm, still wreathed in ominous black flames, split his upper body in two.

His lips twitched, his vision blurred, and he used all his strength to press down on the bone knife, but he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Blood spread from beneath him, while five steps away, Seren listlessly shoved the black knife back into his waistband.

For a fleeting moment, when she saw the other party make their move, Seren felt a pang of panic.

Because the sharpness displayed in that blade's edge did indeed seem somewhat unusual.

But Ye Xiao was ultimately defeated, by his most proficient move, his most prized sword-drawing technique.

Now, only the sound of the howling wind remains on the battlefield, like a mournful cry for the swordsman's funeral.

"A remnant soul is indeed just a remnant soul."

"No matter how well it's imitated, it's still just a poorly made fake."

As if talking to himself, or as if leaving a final message for Ye Xiao's departure, Seren murmured in a deep voice, raising her foot to leave this desolate land.

……

……

"Wait……"

But the next moment, a hoarse call suddenly rang out from behind Seren.

He turned around in surprise, only to see that the body, which had been buried under a thin layer of sand, was slowly standing up again, supporting itself on the hilt of the knife.

No, this guy... he's still alive?

Seren frowned slightly. At his level, his ability to perceive auras was already quite powerful.

The life force was so weak that even he couldn't sense it; even if he didn't die, he wouldn't be able to stand up again.

But Ye Xiao seems to be an exception.

Even though his body was trembling and his movements were as slow as an old man on his deathbed, he still managed to stand up, turn around, and turn his gaze toward Siren.

The horrifying scar, like a giant centipede, lay on Ye Xiao's chest, black divine power churning within his flesh and blood. Yet, on his face, covered in a mixture of sand and blood, his eyes, as deep as the night sky, were unexpectedly calm.

"If you keep lying there pretending to be dead, you might still have a chance to crawl back and say goodbye to your lovers."

Siren raised an eyebrow. "To stand up again, is it as a pathetic, defeated counterfeit, giving up in despair?"

Ye Xiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but the smile looked somewhat ferocious on his smudged face.

"Again."

"……what?"

Siren raised her chin, her eyes full of disdain. "Do you think this is child's play? Want to do it again?"

"I've already seen through... your moves."

The weak voice made Seren's eyes narrow slightly.

"Ridiculous, you think you can be a counterfeit?"

Ye Xiao ignored the other party's taunts and suddenly plunged the bone knife into his right arm.

Like scraping away bone, he used the tip of the knife to cut away large chunks of dripping flesh, then gripped the handle and tucked it back into his waistband.

It's still the same starting stance for the sword draw slash, as if it's a replica of the previous duel.

The only difference this time was that, despite the more severe injuries, Ye Xiao's hands were surprisingly calm, without the slightest tremor.

"What? You're too scared to accept the challenge of counterfeit goods?"

Chapter 271 Counterfeits

"Tsk."

Siren curled her lip slightly.

Moreover, he could actually tell that Ye Xiao was already at his limit.

To be honest, he could just jump out and leave this empty shell here to die.

Before long, the chaotic divine power will devour the life force and soul of this mutilated body along with that black mark that runs across its chest.

Even if there is a death rewind, it is enough to destroy the opponent's existence from the root.

But while he could do this rationally, he couldn't do it emotionally.

He couldn't tolerate such a despicable creature daring to provoke him in this way.

His blade, honed through countless reincarnations, has severed the heads of countless gods. Adam and Gaia both knelt before it, and even Lydia, the former chaotic will, had her connection to her original form severed by this blade.

But now, a remnant soul he abandoned, a fake imitating his behavior from false memories, dares to say that he "saw through" his proud skill.

This is something Seren cannot accept, and those inferior counterfeit goods will surely pay the price for it.

"If you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

Seren sheathed the black sword at his waist and assumed his starting stance for a draw slash once again.

To be honest, this move is completely unnecessary to deal with this guy whose life is already hanging by a thread.

His actions were a way of preparing a grand funeral for the other party, making that mouth regret saying such foolish things.

Nevertheless, he still cautiously glanced at Ye Xiao's arm.

After all, Ye Xiao appeared so confident, so he still had to be on guard. But after seeing the black flames raging in the arm, his only worry disappeared.

Foolish thing, do you think you can remove the attachment of chaos like this? The moment you are hit, chaos takes root directly into your soul. Digging out flesh and blood will only allow the divine power of chaos to erode deeper and wider.

So Seren lowered her guard and placed her right hand on the hilt of the knife.

The enormous tendrils hanging from the sky encroached another half inch into the mortal realm. The setting sun peeked out from between the dark clouds shattered by the sword energy, branding its blood-red afterglow onto this ravaged land.

Time seemed to linger once more at this moment, the stagnant killing intent causing even the raging wind to pause and hold its breath.

"bass--"

A clear hum escaped from the dark mouth of the blade, and Seren's blade sliced ​​through the stagnant air, its surface stained with the inky black of the abyss, transforming into a bolt of lightning.

A million laws of slashing strikes are woven into a net at the tip of the blade, and reality, like a fragile piece of silk, breaks apart along the arc of the sharp blade's strike.

But Ye Xiao remained standing with his eyes lowered, not drawing his sword.

It wasn't out of fear, but rather because the remaining strength in his crippled body was insufficient to allow him to move his toes even a fraction of an inch ahead.

Chaos boiled and roared in my veins.

To wait for.

He had to wait until his opponent got closer, until their blade, cutting off his retreat, cornered him completely. Only at that moment when everything converged...

Only then can one make a move.

Just as the dark blade was about to slice through the last inch of air before Ye Xiao drew his bone knife from his waist.

The pale blade stirred up stardust-like fragments of light, and the once-extinguished sacred flame re-emerged majestically on the hilt.

The two blades converged, arriving first despite being the last to strike.

The black and white sharp edges cut the world into a misaligned scroll, as if everything in sight had been severed at this moment.

Spacetime emitted a piercing tearing sound, and distant mountains and rivers slowly slid down along the perfect cut surface amidst the belated sound of the slash.

Seren's figure froze three feet behind Ye Xiao, and only after a moment of silence did her hand holding the knife begin to tremble.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the black-bearded longsword, and fine crystal fragments were falling from the gaps.

"This is impossible……"

"It's clearly... just a fake..."

"How could it be possible to do it in one go..."

Ye Xiao chuckled, interrupting Seren's mutterings, "Wrong, it's twice."

Siren's eyes widened, and she turned around in astonishment.

He finally realized that Ye Xiao's strike just now was not to remove the chaos, but to sever some of the pain nerves in his forearm and temporarily block the chaos's erosion with the holy fire that had seeped into his bone marrow.

Severe pain can be endured subjectively, but no matter how much you endure it, it will objectively cause muscle spasms and arm twitching.

Nine seconds.

The process from severing the pain nerves to completing the kill was precisely timed just before the critical value of the chaotic contamination motor center.

At this moment, Ye Xiao's forearm muscles had begun to transform into purplish-black granulation tissue, but his hand holding the knife remained as steady as ever.

Seren's throat moved slightly.

While it is theoretically possible to perform a precise operation by applying the principle of slashing, cutting only the superficial nerves that affect pain sensation and avoiding motor nerves, would anyone really perform such a bizarre operation just for a single clash?

Furthermore, deeper wounds will accelerate the erosion of chaos, and the window of opportunity during which motor nerves can still function precisely may be less than ten seconds before being completely destroyed by the influence of chaos...

In other words, if Seren had made her move earlier before cutting off Ye Xiao's hand, or a few seconds later after cutting off his hand, Ye Xiao would have been doomed.

But... he actually won the gamble.

……

This guy……

How dare he?

Siren gripped the knife handle tightly.

How dare he?!

Seren's expression froze.

It seems that in countless cycles of memory, I too have had such courage and determination to take such a desperate gamble.

But with this rebirth in the cycle of reincarnation, the desire for life overwhelms everything else.

Even if it means betraying one's own past choices, even if it means submitting to the chaos one hates most.

Could it be... that's where he went wrong?

Is this why... his understanding of the laws, honed over millennia, ultimately lost to this fake he had always looked down upon at the last moment?

"This...is a fake..."

Seren was unwilling to accept it, but a bloody gash oozing white light had already begun to spread from his shoulder, diagonally down to his groin, splitting his body in two.

"You're right, I am indeed a fake."

Ye Xiao looked at Seren and sighed softly with a smile.

"But who said that counterfeit goods can never surpass genuine goods?"