Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: The End of Gao Zhang’s Ambitions Chapter 112: The End of Gao Zhang’s Ambitions As Gao Zhang grappled with his confusion, the swirling vortex suspended in the sky above-the gateway to the Cave Heaven Secret Realm-suddenly shook again.

Whoosh!

Almost immediately after the portal trembled, several disheveled figures appeared.

Their clothes were torn, their auras weakened, and their previously proud stances were now slouched and exhausted.

A closer look revealed these were the same cultivators who had competed for the mysterious giant egg-what was left of them, at least.

Among the groups vying for the mysterious giant egg, the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain and the Azure Jade Sect were utterly devastated.

In sharp contrast, the Heavenly Blade School, the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, and the Divine Wind School, despite mourning the loss of their chief disciples and a few others, managed to come through with a significant number of their members unscathed.

At that moment, a figure shot out from the Heavenly Blade School’s flying artifact, as swift as a missile.

It was Sect Master Xia Hou, his face marked by deep concern.

He hadn’t spotted his son among the disciples who had returned from the secret realm.

Overwhelmed by a grim feeling, he grabbed one of the surviving true disciples and urgently asked, “Where is he?

Where is he?” The disciple, fully aware of whom Sect Master Xia Hou was asking about, found it difficult to convey the somber news.

Avoiding his sect master’s gaze, he lowered his head, his expression laden with sadness and remorse.

Witnessing the silent, sorrowful reply, Xia Hou’s darkest fears were realized.

Tears streamed down his face as he looked up to the skies and let out a heart-wrenching scream of anguish, “No!” Suddenly, the intense atmosphere and the high tension from the standoff between Jiang Chen and Gao Zhang faded, replaced by a solemn mood.

The news of Xia Hou’s loss overshadowed their conflict, evoking mourning and sympathy, especially from the Floating Spirit Sect and the Ice Heart School.

These sects, too, had suffered the agony of losing many valued disciples to the blood-colored monsters inside the Cave Heaven Secret Realm.

Simultaneously, as a new group of disciples emerged from the Cave Heaven Secret Realm, the leaders of the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, the Divine Wind School, and the Azure Jade Sect were also eager to check on their disciples.

Much like Sect Master Xia Hou, many of them had family members among those who had entered the secret realm.

Thanks to Jiang Chen’s strategic deployment of his divine sense, creating a barrier charged with the power of his Burning World Red Lotus, he effectively isolated Gao Zhang.

This prevented Gao Zhang from transmitting any mental commands through his Swallowing Body Snatching Soul King Grass.

As a result, these numerous experts from the Mysterious Platform realm had by now regained their senses.

Yet, rendered immobile by Jiang Chen’s Cold Sky Frost Brilliance Art and unable to speak, their pleas for freedom could only be expressed through desperate looks.

These silent appeals were directed at Jiang Chen, beseeching him to release them so they could ensure the safety of their loved ones.

Witnessing the moving scene unfold near the swirling portal, along with the senior members’ desperate pleas for release, Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless.

In that moment, the focus shifted away from him, leading to a self-reprimand, ‘Yeah, Jiang Chen, don’t kid yourself.

Stick to the plan; you’re not the hero of this story.’ With a casual shrug, Jiang Chen swept his right hand, clearing away the cold energy that had bound the leaders of the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, the Divine Wind School, and the Azure Jade Sect, thereby setting them free.

However, they didn’t immediately dash off.

Instead, after thanking Jiang Chen for freeing them from Gao Zhang’s control and forgiving their previous antagonisms, they asked for details on how Gao Zhang had managed to dominate them and what they could do to remove the lingering effects from their bodies.

Jiang Chen, whose interest in the matter had waned, briefly outlined how the Swallowing Body Snatching Soul Grass worked and pointed out the Melting Miasma Fleshy Moss as a cure.

He recommended that if they managed to find some, they should seek out Alchemist Qiu Liaoxi at the Jiang Clan for treatment.

Having finished his explanation, Jiang Chen dismissed the group with a simple wave and turned his attention to Gao Zhang, who was looking at him in shock and horror.

Jiang Chen, already disinterested, didn’t wish to engage in lengthy conversation and simply remarked with detachment, “I’m aware of your ambitions, but unfortunately, I must tell you, my friend, that your endeavor was doomed to fail from the start.

The only slight consolation as you meet your end is knowing it came through friendly fire.” The moment Jiang Chen finished speaking, he immediately waved his hand, and his Burning World Raging Flames engulfed everyone from the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.

With their mouths sealed by a layer of ice, their screams of agony were trapped, and by the time the ice melted, they were already dead, reduced to charred corpses.

Noticing that the luxurious flying artifact of the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain, which bore a striking resemblance to a yacht, remained undamaged, Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction at his precise execution and collected the remains.

He then summoned Duan Ziming, assigned him several tasks, and began to explore his newly acquired top-grade flying artifact of the Mysterious Platform rank.

As he contemplated the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain’s wealth, known to be the richest sect across the three continents, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but be impressed.

“It’s really true,” he mused, “nothing rivals alchemy in its power to accumulate wealth.” …

As time progressed, unfazed by the emotions and concerns of those it encompassed, the leaders of the nine sects eventually became aware of the dangers their disciples had faced inside the Cave Heaven Secret Realm.

This knowledge left them not just shocked but also filled with deep regret over their own greed and hasty decisions.

They realized they should have assessed the level of risk within the secret realm before sending their valued disciples.

Then, even if losses occurred, they would have been due to competition for opportunities against rival sects, an outcome they could have accepted.

Now that everything had already transpired, and as the saying goes, there’s no pill for regret.

Yet, the members of the Heavenly Blade School, the Beast Emperor Mountain, the Water Cloud Sect, the Bright Sun Sect, the Divine Wind School, the Starry Abyss Sect, the Ice Heart School, and the Floating Spirit Sect found a somber solace in the more severe misfortune that struck the Azure Jade Sect, which suffered the loss of all thirty of its disciples.

Naturally, the Sect Master of the Azure Jade Sect felt that there was more to the disaster than what was being disclosed, but he encountered a barrier of silence.

Everywhere he turned, he found only repeated mentions of deadly encounters with blood-colored monsters, leaving him with more questions than answers and a deep sense of helplessness in the face of the pervasive silence.

After a while, the large gathering of cultivators at the entrance to the Cave Heaven Secret Realm started to disperse.

Having asked their questions and learned about the events inside, they gathered their fellow sect members and moved back to their respective flying artifacts to wait.

Although there was a strong curiosity to approach the Starry Abyss Sect for more details on Jiang Chen’s remarks after leaving the Cave Heaven Secret Realm, caution was the order of the day.

No one wanted to provoke the ire of the young Heavenly Origin realm powerhouse, especially after witnessing the dreadful fate of Gao Zhang and his followers from the Purple Bamboo Spirit Mountain.

The memory of their excruciating demise acted as a harsh deterrent against provoking Jiang Chen’s displeasure.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS AlphaWIA I apologize for the delay.

I am currently experiencing difficulties with my old laptop, which contains all of my work.

I assure you that I am making every effort to resolve the issue and continue the publication of chapters.