Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 376: Another Million Gone

Yu Qi floated in the air, staring at what was left of the spatial channel. The whole thing was falling apart—wild bursts of spatial energy tore through the sky, and pieces of flesh and blood rained down like a nightmare come to life. He couldn't even feel shocked anymore. He just stood there, empty, like his brain had shut down.

Then something clicked.

Wait... was this all a trap?

His eyes lit up as the pieces started coming together in his head.

Jiang Chen must have help—someone strong. He probably attacked on purpose to bait us into sending our army. Then his hidden ally smashed the channel from the other side!

Or maybe… maybe Jiang Chen's even scarier than we thought. Maybe he was never really hurt. Maybe he set up everything from the beginning—both the first attack and the one that destroyed the channel!

Yu Qi's jaw tightened. I have no idea what Bo Luncang's plan was, but this mess? This isn't on me.

Without wasting another second, he sent a quick message to the higher-ups in the Myriad Demons Continent, explaining what had just happened.

After that, he didn't move. He just waited there in silence, hovering near the ruined channel, unsure of what would come next.

...

Far away from the chaos near the spatial channel in the Vibrant Blaze Domain, Jiang Chen hovered quietly in the sky.

His eyes locked onto the twisted remains of the spatial channel—it looked like a swirling black thunderball now. A cold grin tugged at his lips.

"Heh… another big wave of demon scum wiped out."

Right then, the space around the ruined channel started to fix itself. Cracks in the air sealed up fast, like the world was patching itself back together.

In just a blink, the huge channel shrank down to a tiny black dot. It didn't disappear completely though—that little dot was still a weak point in space, like a door that hadn't fully closed. And because a channel had already been opened here once, this spot would always be easier to use next time.

Jiang Chen's bloodline surged—Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo, Wordless Heavenly Jade—his power rippled outward like a heavy pull on the world itself.

As he floated closer to the fading node, a wave of gravity burst from his body. The broken corpses left behind—scattered limbs, demon blood, shattered bones—all turned into a glowing red mist and flickering lights. They flew toward him like sparks, sinking into his body.

He absorbed it all.

This time, the spatial channel had been huge. Jiang Chen had let some of the demon army come through before crushing it on purpose. Even if only a small chunk made it through, that still meant tens of thousands of demons had crossed over—and now they were dead.

That was a lot of qi and blood energy. The kind of energy that would normally take an army of at least a hundred thousand to collect.

On top of that, a bunch of those demons had been strong—some were Dao Palace realm, some Dao Comprehension realm, and even a few Inquiring Journey realm warriors. Not to mention the five Late-stage Transcendence realm demons that had been guarding the place.

Gone. Every last one of them.

Jiang Chen's eyes stayed cold, but inside, he could feel the surge of power building.

This time, the harvest was huge—way better than expected.

When he added it to the qi and blood energy he'd already gathered back in the Western Ice Domain, the Wordless Heavenly Jade finally had enough to let him practice a Nirvana Peering-level technique.

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He also had a big chunk of pure cultivation energy saved up. Not quite enough to break through yet, but close—real close. Just a little more, and he'd step into the Nirvana Peering realm.

That was no small leap, either. The gap between the Transcendence realm and Nirvana Peering realm was massive. It was called the Third Step on the Cultivation Path for a reason.

No time to waste.

Jiang Chen opened a spatial gate and headed straight back to the Western Ice Domain.

His plan had worked perfectly, and now he wanted to get back to Mo Hao as fast as possible—just in case something unexpected happened while he was gone.

Thanks to Ying Luo, tracking Mo Hao down was no problem at all.

With a thought, Jiang Chen used a pinpoint teleportation, landing near Mo Hao's location—close enough to act fast if needed, but far enough that Mo Hao's divine sense wouldn't notice him.

Better safe than sorry.

...

Meanwhile, Bo Luncang had already stormed deep into the Pure Frost Domain. On the way, he grabbed several cultivators from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, dragging answers out of them one by one. Once he got the info he needed—especially about Sun Tianlin and his army—he charged ahead like a force of nature, leaving broken mountains and shattered cities behind him.

He wasn't hiding.

Not his presence, not his power, not a single bit of it.

He moved like a demon king announcing the end of days—loud, proud, and full of fury. If he saw a mountain he thought was too tall, he'd crush it just to make a point. It wasn't just arrogance. It was domination.

But suddenly—he froze.

His face twisted. Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

His connection to the last five core subordinates guarding the spatial channel had just gone completely silent.

"What the hell?!" Bo Luncang roared, his eyes going wide with shock and rage. "There were ten Late-stage Transcendence realm warriors there!"

"I thought Jiang Chen killed five and ran! So what happened to the other five?!"

Then it hit him—the channel! His heart dropped.

He rushed to contact the rest of his men in the Vibrant Blaze Domain, panic tightening in his chest.

But no one answered.

Not a single one of his trusted aides responded.

"All gone?" he muttered, his voice shaking with disbelief. "No way… even if they were ambushed, even if they ran, at least one of them should've survived!"

Veins bulged around his bloodshot eyes as he reached out again, this time trying to contact some of the lower-ranking demons still stationed near the area.

Luckily, not all the demons had been wiped out.

Because Jiang Chen was tight on time and had to keep a close watch on Mo Hao, he'd only struck down Bo Luncang's top men—the ones he trusted most. The others were left alone.

So within moments, Bo Luncang got a report.

An update finally came in about what had happened to the spatial channel—and it hit Bo Luncang like a punch to the gut.

His vision blurred. For a second, he almost blacked out.

"It collapsed," he muttered, his voice trembling. "The damn channel actually collapsed again…"

"And worse—a huge number of our reinforcements got wiped out inside it!"

"Damn it! How the hell did this happen?!"

He could barely believe it. He had already lost one million troops to a collapsed channel once before. That pain still burned in his bones.

And now? It had happened again. Like some cruel joke from the heavens.

Bo Luncang's whole body shook. His stomach turned, and for a moment, he thought he might actually throw up blood. He had no idea how he was going to explain this to His Excellency, the Demon Lord.

Why? Why is this happening again?! His chest tightened, and his thoughts spun out of control.

The Immortal Martial Continent's supposed to be weak! So why do things keep going wrong?

Just how strong is that damn Jiang Chen?!

He clenched his jaw so hard his teeth started to bleed. His hands trembled with rage.

It took him a long time to calm himself down.

But when he finally did, his eyes burned with a new fire.

No use whining now. The only way out of this mess… is to make up for it.

If I wipe out the entire Prosperous Stone Immortal Star legion… if I conquer the whole Immortal Martial Continent… maybe, just maybe, I'll avoid the death penalty.

And then he remembered something else—something even more tempting.

That True Dragon… If I can catch it alive, that alone would be a huge win.

A wild gleam lit up in his eyes. His rage turned into pure madness, bloodlust boiling in his veins.

"Jiang Chen… Prosperous Stone Immortal Star… you're all dead. I'll kill every last one of you."

Right away, Bo Luncang sent out a command to his forces—everyone near the Western Ice Domain was to close in on the True Dragon and capture it alive.

Then, without a second of hesitation, he shot forward like a madman, tearing across the sky. He locked onto any human cultivators he sensed and attacked them head-on.

He didn't care who they were. He just needed someone to take his anger out on.

At this point, he wasn't even thinking about the commander of the human cultivator army. It didn't matter anymore. There were no reinforcements coming, so why hold back?

And besides, if he killed enough people… there was no way the enemy commander would just sit around doing nothing.

That was the plan—slaughter enough to force a reaction.

With his strength at the Nirvana Peering realm, taking down a few scattered scout teams was like swatting flies.

He didn't bother checking who was strong or weak. He just killed.

In no time, tens of thousands of cultivators were dead—cut down by Bo Luncang's brutal attacks.

The massacre couldn't go unnoticed. The higher-ups in the cultivator army felt it immediately.

Among them was Sun Tianlin.

"What? A Nirvana Peering realm demon is butchering our people like it's nothing?" Sun Tianlin's voice shook with fury. His eyes blazed like fire. "So he thinks he can just do whatever he wants? Under my watch?!"

"He clearly doesn't see me as a threat."

Without wasting another second, Sun Tianlin gave the order.

"All squads, fall back!"

Then he clenched his fists and took off like a storm.

"I'll deal with that arrogant demon myself!"

He was already furious from not finding the person who killed his son. Now, that rage had reached a boiling point—and Bo Luncang was about to feel all of it.