Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 468

Chapter 468: Hatred Without End

Boom!

Lu Yi’s fist slammed into the ground, and shockwaves rippled out in all directions, tearing across the land like waves on a stormy sea.

But the woman from the Blue Whirlpool Sect was nowhere to be found.

Even with his divine sense spread wide, he caught nothing. No trace at all.

“It’s over,” he muttered, standing stiffly in place. “Another pointless chase—like scooping water with a bamboo basket.”

His face twisted. Rage boiled up, and he roared at the empty sky. “Damn it! Why does it always end like this?!” His shout turned into a raw snarl, and he struck down again—this time with his heel.

Crack!

The stomp blasted his Immortal Origin Power into the earth in a torrent. The land split apart like shattered glass, rifts tearing for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Mountains of stone broke loose, hurled upward as if the world itself had been overturned. They hung in the air like dust in a storm, too slow to fall back down.

And from the deepest cracks below, a surge of Spiritual Qi burst forth, thick enough to shake the heavens.

“What? This… this is a Spirit Jade Vein?!”

Lu Yi froze, staring at the cracked earth beneath his feet. His divine sense plunged into the fissures, sliding past layers of molten rock until it struck something solid. A barrier. And beyond it—light, faint but pure, seeping out like water from a hidden spring.

A Spirit Jade Vein.

“There’s actually one here—completely untouched!” His face lit up. “Hah! My luck is insane!”

He clenched his fists, almost shaking from excitement. “With a vein like this, the system can upgrade at least once—maybe even twice!”

He burst into wild laughter, spinning on his heel like a madman drunk on joy. “Fantastic! Hahaha, I love it!”

From the shadows, Jiang Chen’s expression hardened. He knew Heavenly Fate would drag opportunities to Lu Yi no matter the place, but this… even in barren land, stumbling on a Spirit Jade Vein so quickly was beyond anything he’d predicted.

And not just any vein.

This one held spirit jades of every grade, along with rare minerals worth more than most sects could dream of.

If Lu Yi claimed the Spirit Jade Vein, his strength would skyrocket. Stopping him here was the only option.

Jiang Chen drew in a slow breath, eyes gleaming coldly. I can’t let him touch it.

Meanwhile, Lu Yi was rubbing his hands together, grinning like a fool. “My precious, I’m coming for you!” He shot forward, ready to dive into the vein.

But before he could move far, the air split with a ripple.

A figure stepped out—handsome, sharp-eyed, holding a glowing space talisman. His aura surged with fury.

“Lu Yi, you bastard!” he roared. “You dare hunt down a protector of my Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace? You deserve death!”

The prodigy of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace had returned.

Of course, it wasn’t real. This was Jiang Chen once again, wrapped in disguise. The talisman in his hand was just a trick—he had used the Space Dao to step through, only hiding it behind the illusion of the charm.

Seeing the prodigy of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace appear again, Lu Yi’s excitement only grew.

“It’s you!” he burst out, laughing wildly. “Hahaha, I can’t believe you came knocking on your own. You’re finished!”

He spread his arms wide, almost giddy. “What a perfect day—first a Spirit Jade Vein, and now the chance to strip a Half-step Nirvana Cleansing prodigy of everything he owns.”

He roared, “Come and die!” But even as he shouted, his body shot downward, angling toward the Spirit Jade Vein. Securing the treasures mattered more than killing an enemy. If they fought here, the vein might be damaged.

“You’re the one who’s doomed!” Jiang Chen shot forward, righteous fury written across his face. “Even facing death, you still dare covet the Spirit Jade mine of my Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace. Your greed knows no end!”

He struck first, faster than his words, his body erupting with the aura of the Nirvana Cleansing realm.

“What? You can fight at the Nirvana Cleansing realm?!” Lu Yi’s pupils shrank. The danger pressing down on him was real. With no choice, he twisted back, blade sweeping out to counter.

Boom!

The two forces clashed head-on, shaking heaven and earth.

The clash was so violent that space itself warped for an instant.

Yet both held back just enough to keep the shockwaves from tearing into the Spirit Jade Vein below.

Blow after blow rang out as Jiang Chen’s disguise and Lu Yi battled from ground to sky, each strike booming like thunder that threatened to split heaven and earth apart.

Then—another ripple.

A figure stepped into the fray.

It was Nangong Wan, still masked as the woman from the Blue Whirlpool Sect—and she appeared directly in the depths where the Spirit Jade Vein was hidden.

Lu Yi’s eyes went bloodshot. “No! My spirit jades!” His face contorted, fury crashing over him like a storm.

With a roar, he hacked a strike at Jiang Chen, not even pausing to see if it landed, then spun and dove headfirst into the earth.

He would stop her no matter what—even if it meant taking a hit himself. And if he could snatch a few spirit jades in the process to fuel his system, all the better.

If he could upgrade the system here, Lu Yi would gain the strength to swallow even more power—his chances of victory would soar.

But that hope was already doomed.

“Lu Yi, human-demon hybrid, stop where you are!”

A slender figure stepped into his path, Great Dao laws unfurling like chains across the void.

Shangguan Ning—disguised.

“Move!!” Lu Yi’s eyes burned red. He didn’t care who stood in his way—nothing mattered except cutting them down.

The Golden Dragon Blade came crashing down in his grip.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The glowing blade-light smashed against the barrier, tearing through the woven laws. With the Five Elements at his command and his Immortal Origin surging, he forced the defenses apart one after another.

The Five Elements might be the most basic of Daos, but in battle their power was nothing to scoff at.

Even so, Lu Yi’s all-out strike couldn’t break through all of Shangguan Ning’s defenses.

Before he could strike again, Jiang Chen—still disguised as the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace prodigy—closed in from behind.

He raised his hand, fingers forming a sword, and cut down.

A streak of sword light split the air, sharp enough to pierce through space itself, and carved across Lu Yi’s back.

Rip!

His robe shredded apart. Skin split, flesh tore, bone almost laid bare.

“Arghhh!!” Lu Yi howled, whipping around with his golden blade in a savage counterattack.

Blood vessels bulged in his eyes, his face twisted with rage, crimson spilling from his mouth. The wound was deep—his insides had been shaken as badly as his body.

And yet, none of it dulled his ferocity. His killing intent only grew heavier.

The hidden power of the Saint Demon Heart finally erupted. Lu Yi’s torn flesh knit itself back together, the wound closing at a speed visible to the eye.

Boom!

He clashed with Jiang Chen again, shockwaves rippling out in every direction.

Then, with a sharp twist, Lu Yi broke away, streaking toward the Spirit Jade Vein below.

But Shangguan Ning wasn’t about to let him through.

Once more, the laws of the Great Dao spread out like a wall, forcing him to slow.

Jiang Chen pressed in immediately, dragging Lu Yi back into the fight.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!” Lu Yi’s roars shook the air, raw fury spilling out with every strike. His eyes blazed with hatred—he wanted nothing more than to rip this so-called prodigy apart, limb from limb.

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free.

And then—something even more maddening happened.