Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

He reached out, as he had done countless times in the past six years, and gently stroked Feng Ying's dark hair, which shared the same bloodline as his own. The gesture was filled with the loving kindness of an elder and the reluctance to part.

"A fledgling eagle spreads its wings, and the world is vast. Go, Fengying, go and walk your own path. Remember, no matter where you choose in the future, there will always be a place for you at the gates of the underworld, by your master's side."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Feng Ying could say anything more, Qin Chuan's particle clone began to become blurry and transparent.

Ultimately, they transformed into countless shimmering particles, like fireflies dissipating in the night sky, completely merging into the cold and thin air of the Holy Realm, as if they had never existed.

On the vast and desolate snowfield, in an instant, only Fengying remained all alone.

The biting wind, carrying snowflakes, howled past her frail body.

She stared at the empty space where her master had disappeared, as if the most important pillar in her life had suddenly collapsed, and the strength and composure she had been holding onto crumbled in an instant.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer. Like a child who had suddenly lost all protection and was abandoned in the vast snowfield, she squatted down, buried her face in her knees, her shoulders trembling violently, and let out suppressed and helpless sobs.

The wind and snow grew stronger, howling and trying to drown out her sorrowful cries. The pure white snowflakes fell silently, covering the traces left by the rehearsal, as if foreshadowing the vast, complex, and cruel world she would have to face alone, which was about to truly unfold.

Chapter 29 That old geezer is really wicked!

After parting ways with Qin Chuan, Feng Ying was filled with reluctance and uncertainty, but she still followed her master's advice, bid farewell to her parents, and embarked on the road to the Holy Realm Imperial City.

She was going to seek refuge with her brother, Feng Yao, who had become a general of the White Tiger Clan.

The journey was not smooth.

The dark spots on her face were ever-present, attracting countless curious or disgusted glances.

Whenever the night is quiet, she would touch the uniquely shaped supernatural lock on her wrist, remembering her master's parting words: "Remember, true strength lies not in appearance, but in the heart."

These words illuminated her path forward like a guiding light.

However, when she finally arrived at the magnificent gates of the imperial city, bathed in holy light, after a long and arduous journey, she was not greeted with a warm welcome, but rather with undisguised malice and mockery.

The White Tiger Clan guards at the gate, upon seeing the conspicuous black spots on her face and arms, immediately cast disgusted and contemptuous glances at her, and began to sneer and whisper among themselves.

"Look! What kind of monster is this, daring to approach the imperial city?"

"You're disgusting! Get out of here! This isn't a place for you!"

When Fengying calmly revealed that she was General Fengyao's sister, she was met with even more unrestrained laughter.

"Hahaha! General Feng Yao is wise and mighty, how could he possibly have an ugly sister like you?"

"You can't even come up with a decent excuse for lying! Get lost, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

In the past, Fengying might have lowered his head in self-consciousness and silently endured it.

But after six years of Qin Chuan's guidance, she was no longer the little girl who could be bullied by others.

She kept in mind her master's principle: "I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will retaliate."

Faced with these malicious taunts, Feng Ying's eyes turned cold, and without further ado, his figure flashed like lightning!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several muffled thuds were accompanied by cries of pain. The guards who had been so arrogant just moments before were instantly and cleanly knocked to the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, looking utterly pathetic.

Her movements were fluid and graceful, each move a result of six years of hard work.

Fengying didn't use his full strength; he only wanted to teach them a lesson.

She snorted coldly, ignoring the wailing soldiers, and turned to enter the city.

However, she underestimated the despicable nature of these people. Just as she turned her back to the city gate and was about to step into the city, she heard a whooshing sound behind her!

Enraged, a guard picked up a spear from the ground, gathered supernatural energy, and viciously hurled it at her back!

This strike contained a clear killing intent!

Fengying sensed the deadly threat behind him, and his anger surged!

She turned around instantly and delivered a sharp side kick, striking the gun barrel precisely!

The spear, moving at an even faster speed than it had come, infused with the strange energy of the wind and shadow, spun back and shot straight at the guard who had launched the sneak attack!

The spear tip gleamed coldly, and it looked like it was about to pin him to the ground!

At the critical moment, a gentle yet incredibly powerful energy barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the terrified guard.

The spear struck the barrier with a crisp "clang" before falling limply to the ground.

An elderly man dressed in a white robe, with white hair and beard, a kind face yet an air of authority, appeared in the room at some unknown time.

It was Yuan Zheng, the chief elder under the Snow Queen and a supreme expert of the Nebula Body.

He glanced at the disheveled guards on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly. His gaze then fell on Feng Ying, carrying a hint of reproach:

“Young girl, your actions were far too ruthless. Such a bloodthirsty nature is not in accordance with the benevolent way of our Holy Realm.”

Feng Ying was already furious from being ambushed, and when the old man accused him without even asking what happened, he was too lazy to explain.

With a sharp cry, she moved again, her fists and feet flying, and launched a direct attack on Yuan Zheng!

She wanted to teach this meddlesome old man that right and wrong aren't determined by words alone!

A hint of surprise flashed in Yuan Zheng's eyes; he clearly hadn't expected this young girl to be so fierce.

However, as a supreme Nebula Body expert, his strength was unfathomable. Faced with the wind and shadow's rapid and fierce attacks, he simply moved his feet casually, blocking or parrying, and completely neutralized the attacks, appearing to be in complete control.

His every movement carries a natural rhythm, as if he is one with the energy around him.

During the fight, Yuan Zheng's keen eyes caught sight of the strangely shaped power lock on Feng Ying's wrist.

After deflecting Feng Ying's powerful punch, he took a half step back and asked in a deep voice, "Little girl, where did you get the power lock on your hand?"

Feng Ying stopped her attack, panting, and stared coldly at Yuan Zheng, showing no intention of answering.

Although she was furious, she also knew that there was a huge gap in strength between her and the old man, and that continuing to fight would be pointless.

Seeing that she was unwilling to answer, Yuan Zheng did not press her further.

He turned to the guards who had just gotten up from the ground and asked them what was going on.

From the guard's stammering account, he learned that Feng Ying claimed to be Feng Yao's sister.

Yuan Zheng pondered for a moment, then looked at Feng Ying, who still had a stubborn expression, and softened his tone:

"Since you are Feng Yao's sister, you must have come to find him. He is currently being received by the Snow Queen at the Holy Temple, and without an introduction, you cannot enter. How about I take you there?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ying glanced at the heavily guarded depths of the imperial city, then at Yuan Zheng, who looked completely composed. Although she was still displeased, she knew this was the fastest way to see her brother.

She gave a soft hum, which was taken as tacit agreement.

So Yuanzheng led Fengying to the magnificent temple where the Snow Emperor was located without any obstacles.

The atmosphere inside the temple was solemn and dignified at this moment.

The dome hangs high, and radiant energy flows slowly within the hall.

Dressed in silver armor and exuding heroic spirit, Feng Yao stood respectfully below.

On her throne, the Snow Queen remained veiled, exuding a holy and majestic aura, radiating a reassuring light.

Below the imperial steps, besides Yuan Zheng and Feng Ying who had just entered, the Ghost Valley Elder, who always had a kind smile on his face, was also prominently present.

"younger sister?!"

Feng Yao spotted Feng Ying, who had followed Yuan Zheng in, and his face instantly lit up with immense surprise and delight. He hadn't expected his sister to suddenly arrive in the capital.

He quickly stepped forward and respectfully reported to the Snow Queen: "Snow Queen, this is my younger sister, Fengying."

Xuehuang's gaze fell on Fengying. Her clear eyes showed no difference or prejudice because of the black spots on her body, only the same peace as always.

She nodded slightly, and her ethereal voice rang out: "Since you are General Fengyao's sister, stay in the army and train with your brother."

"Thank you, Snow Queen."

Following her brother's instructions, Feng Ying bowed and silently stood behind Feng Yao. However, her gaze involuntarily swept over everyone in the hall, especially lingering for a moment on Gui Gu's seemingly kind face, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

For some reason, the man's gentle smile made her instinctively uncomfortable.

After arranging things for the Wind Shadow, the Snow Queen turned her gaze to Yuan Zheng and began discussing serious matters:

"Elder Yuanzheng, we just received an urgent plea for help from the Golden Elephant Clan of the Third Parallel Universe. The Whale Shark Clan, under the leadership of its new leader, the Whale Shark King, has launched a large-scale rebellion. The Golden Elephant Clan claims that the Underworld King is behind this, and the situation is critical. They request that our Holy Realm send troops to support them."

Guigu stepped forward at the opportune moment and echoed in a solemn tone:

"The Golden Elephant Clan and my White Tiger Clan are allies for generations, and their relationship is of great importance. This rebellion involves the Underworld King, which is no small matter. In my opinion, Elder Yuan Zheng should personally go to handle the matter and quell the rebellion with thunderous force. Only in this way can we demonstrate the majesty of our Holy Realm and find out what the Underworld King intends to do."

Xuehuang looked at Yuanzheng: "Elder Yuanzheng, what do you think?"

Yuan Zheng's expression was solemn as he pondered, "Supporting the Golden Elephant Clan is our duty. However, I am worried that the Underworld might take this opportunity to make moves in other parallel universes."

"Elder Yuanzheng's concerns are very valid. According to reliable intelligence, the Cloud Bat Clan in the Fourth Parallel Universe has also been making unusual moves recently, seemingly intending to join forces with Hades. I suggest that we send the Fierce Tiger Legion to the Fourth Universe to monitor and deter the Cloud Bat Clan. With our White Tiger Clan's First Legion stationed there, I expect the Cloud Bat Clan will not dare to act rashly."

Guiguzi seemed to have anticipated this question and responded calmly:

"As for the Underworld, once the seven parallel universes are officially connected, I am willing to personally request to lead a detachment to the Fifth Universe. Firstly, to receive the Phoenix Clan who have decided to submit and migrate, and secondly, to take this opportunity to test the strength and intentions of that Underworld King."

Hearing that Guigu had arranged all matters in an orderly and seemingly comprehensive manner, Yuan Zheng's last doubts were dispelled.

He nodded and bowed to the Snow Emperor, saying, "In that case, I will now set off for the Third Parallel Universe."

Xuehuang nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Elder."

Yuan Zheng said no more, turned around and strode away from the temple, his figure quickly disappearing into the light outside the temple.

Watching Yuan Zheng's departing figure, a barely perceptible sneer of triumph flashed in Gui Gu's lowered eyes.

"Finally, I've gotten rid of that meddlesome and powerful old fellow! Now, with just a little trickery to incite a direct confrontation between the Snow Queen and the Underworld King, my plan will be within reach!"

Inside the hall, from Xuehuang to Fengyao, no one noticed the overwhelming malice and scheming hidden beneath Guigu's amiable exterior.

Only Feng Ying, who had just arrived and had been quietly standing behind Feng Yao, felt a strong sense of aversion and vigilance rising in her heart as she looked at Gui Gu's "perfect" smile, thanks to her keen intuition derived from her bloodline in the underworld and the insight she had cultivated over the years by Qin Chuan's side.

Behind that smile, it seemed, lay an unfathomable darkness.

"This seemingly kind-faced old man..." Feng Ying muttered to himself, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the power lock on his wrist, "He gives off a really bad vibe!"

Chapter 30 For Hades!

The time for the connection of the seven parallel universes has arrived as scheduled. The periodic tides of the cosmic laws have made the invisible spacetime barrier as fragile as paper.

At a specific point in time and space, a passage to other universes quietly opens, like a giant eye opening in the darkness, foreshadowing the arrival of a new storm.