Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate

Chapter 235: Taking Down the Demon Lord

"What?!" Long Tianlu’s sneer vanished, replaced by disbelief and terror.

He had assumed that Jiang Chen, weakened by the aftereffects of his secret art, had retreated to the Holy Land, no longer a threat.

But to his shock, not only had Jiang Chen maintained his combat strength, he had unleashed an overwhelming surge of power!

The force of the attack was teetering on the edge of the Transcendence realm.

Even more astonishing, the soul attack rivaled his own mastery of the Spirit Dao!

At this moment, Long Tianlu was focused on restraining Mo Yu.

Caught off guard by Jiang Chen’s calculated strike, he had no time to mount an effective defense. His eyes widened in shock as he braced for the impact.

Boom!

The invisible, formless soul attack, combined with the overwhelming force of the Sword Dao, struck Long Tianlu head-on.

In that instant, a chilling dread crept up his spine as the terror of impending death gripped him, his entire body screaming in panic.

A sharp, unbearable pain exploded in his mind.

At the same time, countless Sword Dao forces wrapped around him, slicing his body into countless pieces.

Ptui!

Long Tianlu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in agony as the light in his eyes dimmed for a brief moment.

"Now’s the time! Immortal Star Splitting Slash!" Mo Yu’s eyes blazed as he channeled all his Origin Power into the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword. A sword light, like a venomous serpent, pierced straight through Long Tianlu’s body!

"Aaaargh—"

Only then did Long Tianlu’s agonized scream fill the air.

He tried frantically to summon his Transcendence-rank techniques, but with every new wound reopening the old ones, his body convulsed violently, and he vomited another torrent of blood!

Taken by surprise, Long Tianlu was struck squarely by the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword. It pierced through his defenses and lodged deep into his vitals.

Slash!

Strands of sword qi erupted again, causing his body to swell violently as blood sprayed from his pores in thick streams, filling the air with a fog of red mist.

Jiang Chen wasn’t about to give him any chance to recover.

Seizing the moment while his enemy was vulnerable, Jiang Chen launched another powerful soul attack with the One Thought Vanishing Moon Art, followed by unleashing the full force of his Sword Dao.

Countless threads of sword qi, as fast as lightning, shot directly into the gaping wound in Long Tianlu’s chest.

In the blink of an eye, the light in Long Tianlu’s eyes vanished, his consciousness swallowed by eternal darkness.

Thus, this formidable demon, once at the Middle-stage Transcendence realm, met his end at Jiang Chen’s hand.

Upon seeing Long Tianlu’s death, Mo Yu burst into exultant laughter. "Hahaha, outstanding! Jiang Chen, you actually killed him!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Jiang Chen retrieved the corpse and the Nether Soul Crystal, then swiftly helped Mo Yu fly toward the Holy Land’s formation without delay.

Though Mo Yu had avoided permanent damage to his spiritual root thanks to Jiang Chen’s timely intervention, his wounds were still severe and needed immediate attention.

Meanwhile, down on the battlefield, a demon cried out in a voice filled with shock, "Lord Long Tianlu has been slain!"

"How can this be?" another exclaimed, struggling to comprehend. "Lord Long Tianlu was a powerhouse at the Third Step of the Demonic Path. How could he fall so easily?"

The remaining members of the Nether Soul Demon Clan stood in stunned disbelief, their eyes wide, nearly bulging from their sockets. The dread and despair on their faces were unmistakable.

A revered Transcendence realm expert, a being of immense power, had just been killed. It felt like a living nightmare.

In a panic, one demon shouted, "Retreat! With Lord Long Tianlu gone, we must flee! Return to the Bottomless Abyss base and call for reinforcements!"

Almost immediately, driven by sheer instinct, the remaining demons began their retreat.

But how could Jiang Chen allow such a golden opportunity to slip away?

His speed was unmatched, far surpassing anyone on the battlefield.

After quickly securing Mo Yu within the Holy Land’s Grand Formation, he pivoted and, with a single stride, appeared before a Dao Comprehension realm nether soul demon.

"Ah! If I’m going down, you’re coming with me!" Realizing escape was futile, the demon lunged at Jiang Chen in a desperate frenzy.

"Mere insects!" Jiang Chen’s face remained cold as he casually swung his sword, cutting them down in an instant.

He didn’t pause; with his next step, he appeared behind another nether soul demon. Without a second thought, he swung his sword again and immediately shifted his focus.

In the span of a single breath, Jiang Chen had wiped out over a dozen nether soul demons.

These were the fastest to flee, and those still trailing behind, upon witnessing this carnage, were instantly consumed by despair.

Yet, these beings were called demons for a reason—their savage, bloodthirsty nature refused to give in, even in the face of certain death.

Instead of running, they launched reckless, suicidal attacks against Jiang Chen.

"Good, saves me the trouble of chasing them down!" Jiang Chen smirked coldly as he swung his long sword.

A blade of sword qi surged forth like the rising sun, cutting through the darkness and obliterating every demon in its path.

At the same time, countless demonic beasts fell beneath his blade, collapsing in waves like harvested grain.

A satisfied smile played on Jiang Chen’s lips. Without hesitation, he raised his sword and dove back into the fray.