Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: The Vast Spirit House’s Bloodbath Chapter 45: The Vast Spirit House’s Bloodbath “Before, I would have backed down when confronted by five opponents at the Spiritual Awakening realm!” Jiang Chen declared, his gaze fixed on the deadly strikes of the five assailants, his eyes unflinching.

“But now,” he scoffed, “hmph, each of you is doomed!” In an instant, his body trembled in place, and with a mere thought, he activated his martial skill, Violent Tiger Power.

Boom!

A tremendous force erupted from Jiang Chen’s body, like a shockwave, instantly hitting Cao Junli and the other four.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The bodies of the five assassins at the Spiritual Awakening realm came to a sudden stop.

Cao Junli, visibly shocked and losing his poise, cried out in disbelief, “What?!

The aura of the Half-Step Mysterious Platform realm?!” “He’s not just at the Early-stage of Spiritual Awakening; it’s a trick!” he realized aloud.

Their adversary, seemingly in his twenties, was a cultivator at the Half-Step Mysterious Platform realm-how could that be?

The other four were equally taken aback and terrified.

In a flash, all five of them felt an overwhelming desire to pull back, and the force behind their attacks involuntarily diminished.

At that moment, Jiang Chen released a bone-chilling coldness that instantly engulfed the five assassins.

Cao Junli, Tian Wendong, and the other three felt as if they had been plunged into an ice cave.

The warmth drained rapidly from their bodies, leaving them rigid and frozen.

Immediately, the ferocity of the five men’s attacks diminished further.

However, despite their efforts, they were close to landing their blows on Jiang Chen.

But Jiang Chen was not about to let them succeed.

Concentrating intensely, he deployed his martial skill, Clear Sky Flash.

In an instant, with a series of swift movements, Jiang Chen’s still form split into five separate afterimages.

Each afterimage launched a different attack: a punch, a palm strike, a hand seal, a finger technique, and a sword skill, suddenly striking at each of the five opponents.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Pfft!!

The noise of four solid impacts hitting flesh and a blade slicing through it echoed at the same time.

Immediately afterward, the weapons of the five-man team shattered and were sent flying, while the men themselves twisted in excruciating pain, coughing up blood as they were hurled backward.

The assassin at the Early-stage of the Spiritual Awakening realm died instantly.

The two at the Middle-stage of the same realm were immobilized and their complexions turned ghostly white.

Without immediate medical attention, they were doomed.

Cao Junli was seriously injured and temporarily incapacitated.

As for Tian Wendong, he hung from Jiang Chen’s longsword, skewered through the chest with the blade protruding from his back, still as an autumn lake yet stained with the blood dripping down.

Remarkably, Tian Wendong was still alive.

Confused, he lowered his head, staring at the longsword that pierced his chest.

At that very moment, Qiu Liaoxi finally reached behind Tian Wendong and delivered a weak palm strike.

Simultaneously, Ning Xian’s burst of energy also hit his back.

These two seemingly mild attacks caused Tian Wendong to shudder violently, followed by a pained, guttural scream, “Aagh-!

The pain, it’s unbearable!” “No, please, don’t kill me, I don’t want to die!

I am the son of the Illusory Slaying Tower’s Lord!

Spare me, aagh-!” Tian Wendong’s face contorted with fear as he howled in agony, resembling a figure wearing a mask of suffering.

Jiang Chen looked at Tian Wendong with a cold, emotionless gaze, as if he was looking at someone already dead, and said firmly, “I’ve made myself clear before.

Anyone who tries to hurt my people will pay with their life!” “How dare you!” Cao Junli snapped back, pushing himself to stand despite his weakness, his face pale but his voice carrying a menacing tone.

“We’re from the Illusory Slaying Tower!” “You must know that the Illusory Slaying Tower is an assassin group with several high-level Mysterious Platform realm members.

If you kill Tian Wendong and us, the Jiang Clan will be doomed.” “Jiang Chen, think this over.

There’s still a chance to back down.

If you walk away now, we’ll forget all this ever happened,” he urged, his words tinged with both a warning and a subtle plea for reason.

The Illusory Slaying Tower’s fearsome reputation was well-known.

The mere mention of ‘Illusory Slaying Tower’ would send ordinary Spiritual Awakening realm cultivators running in fear.

Yet, Jiang Chen responded not with words, but with decisive action.

His right hand, firmly holding the longsword, suddenly shook with immense force, unleashing a fearsome energy from the blade.

Bang!

A burst of crimson mist erupted from Tian Wendong’s body, filling the Vast Spirit House with a strong, metallic scent of blood.

“You…” Tian Wendong looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes wide with disbelief, unable to grasp that Jiang Chen had actually dared to end his life.

Then, his expression of shock and terror froze, and his body slumped, lifeless.

“Jiang Chen€•!!” Cao Junli shouted, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at Jiang Chen, his whole demeanor bordering on insanity.

The other two assassins looked on with dull, fish-like eyes, their stares filled with sheer terror.

Tian Wendong was dead!

The son of the Illusory Slaying Tower’s Lord had been killed!

With this turn of events, even if they somehow made it back to the Illusory Slaying Tower alive, their fate was sealed!

An all-consuming sense of despair instantly overwhelmed Cao Junli and the other two.

Just at that moment, Jiang Chen’s longsword descended, and Tian Wendong’s body hit the floor with a dull “thud.” Immediately after, there was a sharp “ding,” as the sword tip struck the ground.

But, what caught everyone’s attention was Jiang Chen, his face pale, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, using the longsword to support his slightly trembling figure.

This sight rendered everyone in the Vast Spirit House utterly speechless.

The next second, Ning Xian’s beautiful face showed concern as she exclaimed, “Jiang Chen!

Are you alright?” She was ready to rush over to Jiang Chen.

However, Cao Junli reacted even faster.

With a twisted and malevolent expression, he lunged at Jiang Chen, taunting him, “Hahaha!

Who would have thought, kid, that you’d be all show and no substance.

You must have used something to temporarily boost your strength, and now that boost is gone, leaving you with the side effects.” “It serves you right!

Jiang Chen, you bastard, meet your end,” he snarled, his right hand clenched into a tight fist, propelling towards Jiang Chen like a massive hammer.

“Hmph!” Jiang Chen merely scoffed, lifting his right hand to wield his longsword, using the flat side of the blade to deflect the attack.

Bang!

The impact sent the two figures flying in opposite directions.

Cao Junli hit the ground once again, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen couldn’t stop his retreat until his back slammed against the wall, halting his movement.

He silently channeled his Origin Power, and his complexion turned a deep red as blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

Leaning against the wall, Jiang Chen lifted his longsword with a trembling hand, aiming it at Cao Junli, and challenged him, “Come on, bring it on!” Cao Junli, gathering his remaining strength, charged towards Jiang Chen once more, bellowing, “Die!” However, as he closed in, Jiang Chen’s longsword, which had appeared to hang limply, suddenly lunged forward with explosive force!

Pfft!

The sharp blade mercilessly pierced Cao Junli’s heart!

“How…

could…

you still…” Cao Junli’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Jiang Chen.

His body then convulsed violently before losing all strength and slumping to the ground.

Thus, this Late-stage Spiritual Awakening realm assassin met his demise at Jiang Chen’s hands.

‘It’s over!

We’re completely finished!’ This realization struck the two remaining Middle-stage Spiritual Awakening realm assassins on the floor.

Having seen Cao Junli’s fall, they abandoned any hope of escaping their grim fate.

Trembling, they immediately begged for mercy.

“Lord Jiang Chen, we beg you, please spare our lives!

We’ll do whatever you want.

Just give the word, and we’ll obey!” “I told you, none of you will be spared!” Jiang Chen’s voice was hoarse and icy.

He moved weakly toward the two men, his longsword raised.

“Please, please, please, we…” Their pleas were abruptly silenced, and the scent of blood in the Vast Spirit House became even more intense.