Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Struck Down by Reality Chapter 215: Struck Down by Reality With the combined support of Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning amplifying his strength, a wave of relief washed over Fang Yuan.

He gripped his spear tightly, the enhanced power coursing through his body, and launched into a frenzied assault.

Hiss!

Hiss!

The two Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens responded with ferocious battle cries, their bodies practically morphing into streaks of lightning as they relentlessly charged at Fang Yuan.

Their speed was blinding, their intent lethal.

Fang Yuan swung his spear with precision and expertise, each strike aimed to fend off the advancing beasts while skillfully retreating.

His movements were sharp and calculated, a dance between survival and offense.

His plan was clear-push back the two demonic beasts just enough to create space, then use the enhanced power from the secret arts to make a rapid exit.

If he timed it right, he could escape with his life intact.

He knew that cultivators from the Purple Heaven Holy Land had already sent out a distress signal for reinforcements.

And with Jiang Chen’s prominence and identity, there was no doubt that Ji Mingxiu, with his immense strength at the Dao Palace realm, would soon arrive.

To someone of Ji Mingxiu’s power, rescuing Jiang Chen from danger would be trivial.

Yet, as Fang Yuan fought, another scenario began to crystallize in his mind.

He could already envision it-the fall of Jiang Chen, the one who had always overshadowed him, and his own rise to power.

He imagined himself emerging as the leading prodigy of the Purple Heaven Holy Land, claiming the title of Holy Son.

In this vision, he stood at the pinnacle, basking in admiration, with Ji Ruxue’s affections firmly in his grasp.

The thought of this future fueled him, his strikes growing fiercer, the fire of ambition burning hotter in his heart.

Roar–!!

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing cry cut through the air from the distance, sending a chill down Fang Yuan’s spine.

He instantly recognized that chilling sound.

‘It’s that demonic python!’ Fang Yuan’s thoughts raced.

‘What’s going on?’ For a brief moment, panic flickered in his heart.

But then, another thought surfaced-Could Ji Mingxiu and the others have already arrived and defeated the Dao Comprehension realm demonic python?

The idea brought him a sudden wave of relief.

If Ji Mingxiu and the powerful reinforcements had indeed arrived, his safety would be assured.

Fang Yuan’s sense of urgency shifted, replaced by a growing hope that his dangerous predicament might soon come to an end.

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan changed direction, speeding toward the previous battleground where Jiang Chen had faced the demonic python.

His heart raced, anticipation building as he imagined the sight of Ji Mingxiu and the other cultivators from the Purple Heaven Holy Land crushing the threat.

But just as hope surged, danger followed close behind.

The two Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens, undeterred by his change in direction, were still hot on his heels.

Their gleaming eyes locked onto Fang Yuan with savage intent, ready to pounce on him at any moment.

As Fang Yuan neared the edge of the battlefield, his divine sense tingling, he shouted with desperation, “Holy Lord!

Honorable Holy Lord, I am here!” But what greeted him next was nothing like he had imagined.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the unexpected sight-Jiang Chen stood tall, sword in hand, while the colossal body of the demonic python lay sprawled behind him, resembling a vast mountain range.

The python’s body was marred with countless deep gashes, as though it had been relentlessly battered by an unyielding storm of swords.

“Holy Lord?” Jiang Chen turned slowly, his handsome face smeared with a mix of blood and dirt, giving him a disheveled yet formidable appearance.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“I’m merely the Holy Son.

Watch your words.” Fang Yuan’s heart lurched, his voice catching in his throat.

“You…

you’re still alive?!” His eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he stared at Jiang Chen in utter disbelief.

Moments ago, he had been certain that the demonic python had swallowed Jiang Chen whole, a hopeless and vulnerable prey.

Yet here he stood, triumphant, while the demonic python-the very beast that should have sealed Jiang Chen’s fate-lay defeated at his feet.

Any flicker of joy that had sparked in Fang Yuan’s heart was now snuffed out, replaced by a cold, sinking desolation.

The reality of the situation hit him like a wave, dousing his hope in an instant.

Meanwhile, in stark contrast, joy swelled within both Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning, their hearts brimming with relief.

Neither of them wished to witness the fall of Jiang Chen, a prodigy who defied the heavens.

“Well, as you can see, I still breathe.” A cold smile curled on Jiang Chen’s lips.

His gaze darkened.

“Were you eagerly awaiting my end?” Without missing a beat, Jiang Chen advanced, his sword raised and poised, exuding an aura of impending doom.

Each step he took felt like the approach of fate itself, bearing down on Fang Yuan.

“T-Two seniors, protect me!” Fang Yuan’s voice quivered with terror as he saw Jiang Chen approaching.

His heart raced, panic surging through his veins, so overwhelming that he feared he might lose control of his own body.

Slash!

Slash!

In an instant, the gleaming blade swung through the air.

The Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens, who had relentlessly pursued Fang Yuan, were cleaved apart in one fluid motion.

Their blood sprayed across the sky, painting a crimson arc as their bodies collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

Fang Yuan, trembling uncontrollably, instinctively checked himself for wounds.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his mind reeling.

“He…

he didn’t kill me?” His complexion shifted violently, swinging between shades of green, white, and red, like the chaotic spill of a dye shop.

Shame and confusion warred within him as the weight of the situation sank in.

The humiliation he felt was beyond words!

Not bothering with Fang Yuan, Jiang Chen let out a weary sigh.

“Phew…” He released the pent-up tension that had built up within him and sank onto a nearby rock, his expression drained, his body heavy with exhaustion.

From the corner of his eye, Fang Yuan’s gaze flickered with a subtle, unmistakable glint of malice.

The thought of striking now crossed his mind, but he restrained himself.

For one, he knew his own inferiority compared to Jiang Chen.

It stung his pride to admit it, but even in his weakened state, Jiang Chen was still far beyond Fang Yuan’s reach.

Any attempt would be foolish.

Secondly, it was clear how highly Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning regarded Jiang Chen.

Any rash action against him could sever their support entirely, something Fang Yuan couldn’t afford.

His ambitions, after all, still required allies.

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