Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 465

Chapter 465: Death in an Instant

Disguised as the leader of the evil cultivators, Jiang Chen burst onto the scene and lunged straight at the four Nirvana Peering realm elders of the Blue Whirlpool Sect.

“Who the hell is this!?” one elder blurted, eyes wide. “A Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm!? That can’t be real!”

“Impossible! How could a monster like this be hiding in our territory?”

“I don’t want to die!” another shouted, already backing away.

“Split up! If we scatter, at least one of us might make it out alive!”

All four were shaking with fear, their greed from moments earlier crumbling into pure panic. In an instant, they forgot all about Lu Yi and bolted in different directions.

But Jiang Chen had no intention of letting them go.

“Run? In your dreams.” A cold sneer tugged at his lips as he flicked his wrist.

From his palm, tendrils of pitch-black energy burst out like ghostly flames, wrapping around the fleeing elders and dragging them back.

The Yin Dao—perfect for the role of a ruthless evil cultivator.

The moment the dark aura wrapped around them, the four elders of the Blue Whirlpool Sect felt an icy chill seep into their bones, as if their very souls were being hollowed out.

“Fire Dao!”

“Thunder Dao!”

Panic drove them to lash out, their defenses erupting almost by reflex.

They had no grasp of the Yang Dao—the natural counter to Yin’s corrosive power—so fire and thunder were the only choices left, both carrying a trace of that life-affirming force. The clash did blunt the encroaching darkness, but only barely.

The truth was cruel. The strongest among them was only at the Late-stage Nirvana Peering realm, while Jiang Chen, even holding back at Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm, was on a completely different level.

In the blink of an eye, the two weakest elders—both at Early-stage Nirvana Peering realm—were swallowed whole by the black flames, their screams cut short as they crumbled into nothing.

The elder at Middle-stage Nirvana Peering realm couldn’t hold out any longer. Darkness swallowed him whole, his face frozen in terror even as his body crumbled away.

Only one remained—the Late-stage elder. He lasted a little longer, but his composure shattered. Panic twisted his features as he stumbled backward, shouting over and over:

“No! Don’t kill me, I don’t want to die! Lord, please! Spare me, I’ve done nothing wrong!”

He dropped to his knees, words spilling out in a frenzy. “I’ll serve you like a beast of burden, I’ll be your slave forever—just let me live! Treat me worse than a dog if you want, only don’t kill me!”

Jiang Chen, still masked as the evil cultivator, threw back his head and let out a rasping, crazed laugh.

“Keh keh keh… you want to live? Then let’s see if you can survive rebirth.”

He clasped his hands together as if crushing something unseen.

Crack! Crack!

The elder’s body folded in on itself, bones snapping like dry twigs.

“AAAGH—!” His scream tore through the air, raw with agony, before it cut off all at once. What was left was only a broken husk, lifeless like the others.

“Devil, your life ends here!” Lu Yi charged straight in, eyes blazing with excitement. He barely spared a thought for the four elders who had just been killed. As long as he brought this leader down, all their belongings would still fall into his hands.

Jiang Chen, still masked as the evil cultivator, widened his eyes in mock shock. “What? A Nirvana Cleansing realm aura? How could someone like that be here?”

With a cold sneer, he waved his hand, sweeping up the corpses of the four elders. “Fortunate for me—I’ve already perfected my divine art. Even if you fight on the level of Nirvana Cleansing realm, you’re no threat to me.”

He spread his arms wide, fingers curling into claws, and let out a fierce roar. “Star Absorbing Divine Art!”

Four beams of strange light shot out, linking his hands to the fallen elders. Their bodies twitched as the power was sucked out in streams.

In an instant, before Lu Yi’s stunned eyes, the four corpses shriveled to dust and scattered on the wind.

“Star Absorbing Divine Art?” Lu Yi muttered, still reeling. For a split second, a memory from his past life surfaced—a martial arts film he’d once seen.

But it was obvious that the similarity in the name was a coincidence. The technique unfolding before his eyes was on a completely different level, far more terrifying than anything from that old movie.

What Lu Yi didn’t realize was that the display in front of him was just a cover.

Jiang Chen wasn’t using any so-called divine art at all. Hidden beneath the illusion, he had combined the Illusion Dao, the Wordless Heavenly Jade, and the Underworld Calamity Indestructible Dao Embryo to drain the qi and blood from the four fallen cultivators, along with their cultivation as well.

After draining the four Nirvana Peering realm cultivators, Jiang Chen casually swept up their storage artifacts. His aura flared, pressing right up against the edge of the Nirvana Cleansing realm.

By then, Lu Yi had closed the gap. Jiang Chen—still disguised as the evil cultivator—was finally within reach. Lu Yi drew the Golden Coiling Dragon Blade in one motion and swung down hard.

The strike carried terrifying force, the blade’s light stretching into the sky like a cleaver splitting heaven itself.

“Keh keh keh… impressive! But today, only one of us walks away alive!” Jiang Chen’s wild laughter rang out as he mimicked unleashing some sinister art. His aura spiked, rising to brush the Early-stage Nirvana Cleansing realm, as if he truly meant to fight to the death.

The brilliant arc of Lu Yi’s blade crashed toward him in the next instant.

“Yin Sun Heavenly Fall!”

Jiang Chen clapped his hands together, forming a strange seal. Black and grey mist poured off his body, weaving into a barrier that looked thin as paper—yet stood unshakable.

Yin Sun Heavenly Fall wasn’t some random Yin Dao trick Jiang Chen had made up.

It was a true incantation, performed with Shangguan Ning’s help and powered through the Void Tribulation Soulring.

Sparks hissed as Lu Yi’s blade-light slammed into the dark barrier. There was no thunderous explosion—only the shadowy wall wrapping around the strike, swallowing it bit by bit until the force was gone.

The clash left nothing but a strange, drawn-out hiss as the two powers canceled each other out.

“You blocked it? Then try this!” Lu Yi’s eyes narrowed. He raised the Golden Coiling Dragon Blade again and unleashed a storm of cuts, hundreds flashing down in an instant.

Jiang Chen let out a cold laugh. “What crude swordsmanship. Nothing but raw strength.”

His form blurred, drifting like a stray catkin in the wind, slipping past every strike with ease.

“What? You dare mock me? I’ll show you my true power today!” Lu Yi’s eyes bulged with fury as he hacked at Jiang Chen again and again.

“Keh keh keh… a weakling is still a weakling.” Jiang Chen slipped away from every strike, his laughter dripping with scorn. “If I truly held the Nirvana Cleansing realm, you’d already be dead.”

He gave a final sneer. “I’ll spare you for now. But one day, I’ll take your life—and everything you’ve cultivated—with my Star Absorbing Divine Art.”

His figure blurred into shadow and darted away, fading into the distance until he was gone.

“Coward! You taunt me and then run?” Lu Yi roared, swinging his blade at empty air. The strike split the ground but found nothing.

He staggered forward, teeth clenched, his face twisted in rage. “Damn it… where did that bastard go?”

No matter how hard he searched, the evil cultivator had vanished without a trace.