Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 397

Chapter 397: No Mercy
The moment Jiang Chen made up his mind, he didn’t hesitate. With a flash, his Void Tribulation Soulring burst to life, and his power skyrocketed. Gripping his Silver Immortal Sword tight, he raised it high—then brought it crashing down in a ruthless arc.

Myriad Changes Hidden Void Sword!

“Damn it!” Both Sun Tianlin and the nearby Sun Tianxin felt a wave of deadly danger slam into them. It hit so hard, their bodies froze—ice-cold from head to toe.

Their battle instincts kicked in instantly, screaming at them to defend.

Spiritual Sky Covering Shield!

Sun Tianxin reacted fast, summoning a golden, see-through shield that wrapped around him like a cocoon.

But Sun Tianlin wasn’t so lucky.

Jiang Chen had already stripped him of all his treasures—he had nothing left but one defensive technique. Worse still, he hadn’t seen the attack coming. Even though he moved fast, he was still a beat too slow.

And the truth was brutal: Sun Tianlin had barely held his own against Bo Luncang… while Jiang Chen had killed Bo Luncang outright.

Now, Jiang Chen wasn’t holding back. His target was clear.

He was going to finish Sun Tianlin—no mercy.

In a blind panic, Sun Tianlin threw up every defensive spell he had, one barrier after another flickering to life around him.

But it was useless.

Jiang Chen’s Silver Immortal Sword cut through them all like they weren’t even there—like slicing through paper with a blade of fire.

“No!! please—” Sun Tianlin’s scream was cut off mid-beg.

His head was already flying through the air, blood spraying from his neck in a gruesome arc. It was over in an instant—his life snuffed out by the brutal force of Jiang Chen’s strike.

For a moment, no one moved.

Sun Ji’s mother and the rest of the Sun Clan stood frozen in place, eyes wide in shock and horror as they stared at Sun Tianlin’s lifeless body. He had been one of their strongest—a Nirvana Peering realm expert—and he had been killed in a single strike, right in front of them.

Their minds couldn’t process it. Panic and disbelief hit them like a wave, wiping out all reason. For a few heartbeats, it was like time itself had stopped.

Even Sun Tianxin—Sun Tianlin’s cousin and a Nirvana Peering realm powerhouse in his own right—stood stunned. His face twisted in disbelief, like he couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

How could this be happening? Someone that powerful, gone in an instant? He hadn’t even had time to fight back!

Then, like a dam breaking, pure rage exploded inside him.

“You bastard!” he roared. “You dare kill someone from my Sun Clan? I’ll tear you apart, eat your flesh, and burn what is left of you to ashes!”

Nearly a quarter of the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star was controlled by the Sun Clan. And now—right here, on their own turf—someone had actually killed one of their Nirvana Peering realm powerhouses.

It wasn’t just shocking. It was unforgivable.

Sun Tianxin knew deep down he probably couldn’t beat Jiang Chen in a straight fight.

But he didn’t need to.

All he had to do was trap him—keep him from getting away. Once their clan’s ancestor, Sun Xiangyuan, showed up—a true monster in the Nirvana Cleansing realm—Jiang Chen wouldn’t stand a chance. He would be crushed like an ant.

With that in mind, Sun Tianxin didn’t hesitate. He shot forward, aiming straight for Jiang Chen.

Everything happened in a blur.

While the rest of the Sun Clan was still frozen, stunned by Sun Tianlin’s sudden death, Sun Tianxin had already closed in. But just as he moved in to strike, Jiang Chen’s eyes flashed with a cold, deadly light.

In the blink of an eye, he released the full power of his Death Calamity True Dragon Bloodline, transforming into a terrifying dragon-human hybrid.

A massive wave of pressure blasted out from his body—and just like that, he broke through into the Late-stage of the Nirvana Peering realm!

“What the hell?!” Sun Tianxin’s face twisted in shock. His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and for a second, his heart stopped—then started hammering in his chest like a war drum.

The thirst for revenge he’d felt a second ago was gone, drowned in a flood of raw fear.

His body screamed at him to run.

All he wanted now was to escape—fast.

In a desperate bid to escape, Sun Tianxin unleashed one secret technique after another, even forcing out a flying immortal tool to boost his speed—at the cost of serious damage to his own body.

But even with all that, he was still no match for Jiang Chen’s speed.

“Hmph! Where do you think you’re going?” Jiang Chen sneered.

With just a thought, he activated the speed-enhancing power of his Nine Pointed Radiant Star Ring, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished—reappearing right behind Sun Tianxin like he had torn through space itself.

Before Sun Tianxin could react, Jiang Chen’s Silver Immortal Sword, brimming with the force of countless Great Dao laws, slashed down hard.

It tore through all of Sun Tianxin’s defenses like they were paper.

“No! How can this be—AAAGH!!” Sun Tianxin’s scream echoed through the underground chamber, but it didn’t last long.

Just like his cousin before him, his head flew into the air, blood spraying in all directions like red rain, soaking the floor.

Sun Ji’s mother, Sun Liu, and the rest of the Sun Clan were still stunned from watching Sun Tianlin die. Now, before they could even recover, they watched Sun Tianxin fall too—slaughtered in a heartbeat.

A new wave of panic and terror crashed over them. No one could speak. Eyes went wide. Minds blanked. What they were seeing was too horrifying to believe.

But Jiang Chen didn’t care.

Without wasting a second, he raised his right hand and unleashed the Death Attraction Nine Tribulations Sword Technique. A hundred razor-sharp streams of sword energy shot out from his blade, slicing through every last person still standing.

The air was thick with the stench of blood—so heavy it clung to the skin and refused to fade.

Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo. Wordless Heavenly Jade.

Jiang Chen whispered these words in his mind.

And just like that, all the corpses began to break down into glowing red particles—pure blood light and refined cultivation energy.

He absorbed them all.

“Not a bad haul,” Jiang Chen muttered with a nod, feeling the rush of fresh power flooding into his body.

This fight had been more than worth it.

He had taken out two Early-stage Nirvana Peering realm experts, along with more than fifty Transcendence realm cultivators of varying stages. And thanks to the upgraded absorption rate of his Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo, he was now drawing in one-fifth of the cultivation power from every enemy he killed—a huge leap in efficiency.

As a result, his own cultivation base had surged, pushing him much closer to the Middle-stage of Nirvana Peering realm. His combat strength had jumped up with it.

On top of that, the qi and blood energy he collected was more than enough to let him practice two Nirvana Peering-level techniques if he wanted.

After collecting all the loot, Jiang Chen sent a message through the Void Tribulation Soulring, his voice echoing clearly to Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning inside.

“Wan’er, Ning’er—pick out a couple of good cultivation techniques for me.”

With that, he cloaked himself in invisibility, activated the power of his Nine Pointed Radiant Star Ring, and disappeared from the underground hall without a sound.

…

A few minutes later, a group of people rushed into the area, their faces tense and uncertain. At the front was Lang Xingyuan from the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

He had left a little earlier with his followers, but after feeling the shockwaves of a high-level fight—something only Nirvana Peering realm powerhouses could cause—he had turned right back around.

But when they arrived, all they saw were the leftovers of a fierce battle. The place was deserted.

Lang Xingyuan frowned, his heart heavy with unease.

When was the last time something this intense happened on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star? he thought, his eyes scanning the broken ground.

Everything pointed to Sun Tianlin and his people being involved—but the fact that two Nirvana Peering realm experts had vanished without a trace? That was hard to wrap his head around.

Could it be demons? That possibility struck him like a cold gust of wind.

Sun Tianlin had just returned from the Immortal Martial Continent with a massive army, and his behavior had been strange. Something had definitely been off.

What if he was being controlled by a demon powerhouse? Lang Xingyuan wondered, dread creeping up his spine. What if he was trying to open a spatial gateway—to let demons into our star?

Just thinking about it made his skin crawl. His hair stood on end.

Whoever had the power to take out both Sun Tianlin and Sun Tianxin… could crush him just as easily.

Like swatting a fly.

A heavy sense of danger hit Lang Xingyuan like a punch to the gut. He didn’t hesitate. In one swift motion, he pulled out a glowing dark-blue talisman and crushed it in his hand.

In an instant, a powerful burst of spatial energy surged out, wrapping around him and his group—then they vanished, teleported to safety.

From far away, Jiang Chen watched it all unfold through his vast divine sense. His expression stayed calm, almost bored.

So he ran, Jiang Chen thought. But even if they had stuck around, now is not the right time to make a move.

He had his reasons.

The deaths of Sun Tianlin and his people were going to spread no matter what. Killing Lang Xingyuan and his group wouldn’t stop the news—it would just invite even more attention and possibly provoke a second powerful sect: the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

And honestly? That tension between the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace and the Purple Crest Immortal Sect—the fight over who really controlled the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star—was something Jiang Chen could use to his advantage.

The Sun Clan and the Purple Crest Immortal Sect will definitely go into a frenzy after losing Sun Tianlin and the others. They’ll come hunting for me. But the involvement of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace might slow them down.

With that in mind, he picked a direction and soared off without looking back. Time to keep moving.