Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate

"What?! This is impossible!" Bo Lang’s eyes widened in disbelief, the shock almost overwhelming his soul.

At that moment, Jiang Chen’s power was so overwhelming that even at Bo Lang’s peak, he couldn’t compare.

Panic surged within Bo Lang, and he felt a strong urge to retreat.

However, a full-force attack like the one Bo Lang had launched couldn’t be easily stopped. Realizing his situation, he gathered every bit of his strength and focused it on Jiang Chen, hoping that if he could survive this strike, he might find a chance to escape.

Just as Bo Lang’s attack drew near, Jiang Chen quickly activated his newly perfected defensive technique related to the Metal Dao, the Golden Cicada Umbra Shield Skill.

In an instant, a golden cicada appeared out of nowhere, surrounding Jiang Chen.

Thud!

Bo Lang’s scythe hit the golden cicada’s protective shield.

Ting!!

A sharp, nearly unbearable sound rang out.

The golden cicada around Jiang Chen shattered, scattering into countless golden fragments that lit up the sky.

A spark of hope flickered in Bo Lang’s eyes as he raised his scythe again.

But then, his face twisted in horror as he realized he no longer felt his weapon hit its target.

Instead, a chilling cold, like the depths of hell, crept up his spine, making him shiver uncontrollably.

From behind?! Bo Lang’s eyes widened in terror, an internal scream echoing in his mind. He tried to move forward, attempting to escape the danger.

But it was a moment too late!

Death Attraction Nine Tribulations Sword Technique!

Jiang Chen quickly swung his right hand in a sharp motion, and a sword with a glowing white blade appeared out of thin air. It was the immortal tool, the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword!

If he was planning to ambush the demon race, why wouldn’t he use the most prized weapon of the Purple Heaven Holy Land?

Indeed, earlier, he had asked Ji Mingxiu to get the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword, and he had kept it with him ever since.

With a desperate tone, Bo Lang cried out, "No—! You can’t do this!"

Panic filled his eyes, and his voice trembled with fear. "The powerful demon legion is on its way. Let me go, and I promise I will do the same for you!"

His entire being was filled with desperation as the crushing fear of death closed in on him.

But Jiang Chen ignored his desperate plea.

Slash!

With a single, swift movement, the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword sliced through Bo Lang’s neck. Blood sprayed like a fountain, and his severed head flew into the air.

A powerful burst of sword Qi followed, turning Bo Lang’s body to ash.

And yet, he did not die.

Soul-less Body Burial Art!

As the ashes of his body were scattered by the wind, Bo Lang used his final secret art in a desperate attempt to survive!

Leaving his physical body behind, his soul quickly fled into the Nether Soul Crystal, making it seem like he had been completely destroyed.

To someone unfamiliar with the secret practices of the Nether Soul Demon Clan, it would certainly appear that Bo Lang had met his end.

However, his opponent was Jiang Chen, empowered by the expertise of two Void Tribulation realm powerhouses!

"Heh, did you think you could fool me with that trick? Hand it over!" Jiang Chen sneered, quickly grabbing the Nether Soul Crystal from the remains of Bo Lang’s body.

"How did this happen?! How did you know about the hidden weakness of the Nether Soul Demon Clan?" Bo Lang was consumed by despair.

Even though Bo Lang and Long Tianlu both had access to the same secret art, their outcomes were not the same. Unlike the unlucky Long Tianlu, who died immediately, Bo Lang managed to find safety just in time by hiding in the Nether Soul Crystal.

However, since Jiang Chen knew the secrets of the Nether Soul Crystal, Bo Lang was trapped, like a fish out of water, unable to escape his fate.

No! I can’t die like this! I still have a chance to possess him! Bo Lang thought desperately. Grasping at his last hope, he made a bold attempt to take over Jiang Chen’s body.

Woosh!

His soul turned into a shadowy figure and rushed straight into Jiang Chen’s sea of consciousness.

Yet, the moment Bo Lang entered, he froze in terror!

In front of him, Jiang Chen’s soul was tightly surrounded by the souls of Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning. Their souls were intricately connected, forming a mysterious and powerful bond.

But what truly stopped Bo Lang in his tracks was the overwhelming aura they radiated—an aura so terrifying it defied imagination.

Compared to them, Bo Lang felt as small and powerless as a mayfly facing a phoenix. The difference in power was beyond measure.

Thinking he could possess Jiang Chen? That was nothing more than a foolish dream!

In that fleeting moment, Jiang Chen shattered Bo Lang’s final sliver of hope.

Paralyzed by overwhelming fear and utter despair, Bo Lang no longer had the will to resist. He sank to his knees within Jiang Chen’s sea of consciousness, defeated.

"Die!" Jiang Chen commanded, his eyes fixed on Bo Lang’s soul. Without hesitation, he launched a devastating soul attack!

With the support of Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning’s souls, Jiang Chen didn’t just rely on the Moon Devouring Thought Art. What he unleashed was an even more powerful soul-type secret art, one from the Transcendence rank.

Without any resistance, Bo Lang was instantly destroyed by Jiang Chen’s soul attack. His soul was ejected from the sea of consciousness and absorbed into the Nether Soul Crystal.

That marked the true end of Bo Lang.

"Damn it. He even had a secret art for possession!" Jiang Chen muttered under his breath.

He paused for a moment to steady himself and let out a sigh of relief. Good thing I have the Void Tribulation Soulring, he thought. Without it, I would’ve been in real trouble.

Shaking off a brief wave of dizziness, Jiang Chen reflected on the intense confrontation. It struck him that defeating Bo Lang’s Middle-stage Transcendence realm soul had been no small accomplishment.

Despite everything, it had all gone smoothly, and Bo Lang had been eliminated for good.

Jiang Chen retrieved the Nether Soul Crystal and aligned it with the Void Tribulation Soulring mark on his forehead.

Moments later, the Nether Soul Crystal was absorbed by Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning.

With Bo Lang’s Nether Soul Crystal added to their strength, the pair came close to fully recovering their Middle-stage Transcendence realm powers.

Then, with a single command, Jiang Chen directed both the Wordless Heavenly Jade and the Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo Bloodline, absorbing both Bo Lang’s qi and blood energy, as well as a portion of his cultivation base.

Wasting no time, he immediately launched an attack on Jiu Xiaoyin.

Meanwhile, Jiu Xiaoyin was rooted in place, the horrifying image of Bo Lang’s death burned into his mind. His body shook uncontrollably, and his face was pale with terror. "How... how could this happen?" he muttered, his voice trembling with disbelief. "Jiang Chen is just a human prodigy. How can he have such terrifying power?"

This can’t be real... it has to be a nightmare! I have to run! The fear inside him roared louder than reason. Consumed by the instinct to survive, Jiu Xiaoyin turned and fled, flying desperately toward the distant horizon.

"You think you can escape?" Despite his severe injuries, Yu Hong stepped forward, attempting to block and trap Jiu Xiaoyin.

"Get out of my way!" Jiu Xiaoyin roared, summoning all his remaining strength to send Yu Hong flying backward.

Slash!

But it was too late. Jiang Chen had already closed in. With a single, decisive strike, his Purple Heaven Immortal Sword pierced through Jiu Xiaoyin.

A torrent of Sword Qi erupted, riddling Jiu Xiaoyin’s body with countless gaping wounds. In an instant, the Nether Soul Crystal, embedded at the nape of his neck, was severed cleanly and flew straight into Jiang Chen’s grasp.

Without hesitation, Jiang Chen repeated the process, absorbing Jiu Xiaoyin’s qi and blood energy, as well as a tenth of his cultivation base before quickly turning his attention to Yu Hong.

He found Yu Hong lying on the ground, his face pale, teetering on the edge of death.

"Is there any hope for him?" Jiang Chen asked, seeking guidance from Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning.

Shangguan Ning sighed softly. "There’s nothing more we can do. He’s been pushing his limits, clinging to life by sheer willpower. But this battle... it was destined to be the end for him."

As Jiang Chen came into view, a flicker of relief appeared in Yu Hong’s eyes.

"Jiang Chen," he croaked weakly, "... these items... I trust you’ll find them useful."

He held out a bracelet, hope shining in his fading eyes. "With you leading the Immortal Martial Continent, victory over the demon race seems certain..."

But as he spoke, his body stiffened, and his voice suddenly fell silent.

Within moments, Yu Hong’s life force faded away.

"Rest in peace now," Jiang Chen murmured, gently taking the bracelet from Yu Hong’s lifeless hand. He then turned his focus toward the direction of the Bottomless Abyss.

Bo Lang’s final threat had revealed an important information: the demon race’s massive legion was about to invade!