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

Chapter 302: The Immortal Martial Grand Assembly's Crisis

Within the venue of the Immortal Martial Grand Assembly, the fourth competition was unfolding with intensity and fervor.

With the aid of Shangguan Ning and Nangong Wan, Jiang Chen overshadowed all other prodigies.

In essence, no challenger lasted a hundred moves against him.

This spectacle left the entire assembly of cultivators in awe and disbelief!

"He's too powerful!" one exclaimed.

"Truly, unmatched in strength!"

"The wisdom of Holy Son Jiang Chen is beyond comprehension!"

"Who could have predicted? Holy Son Jiang Chen doesn't just possess an unmatched cultivation base, combat prowess, and willpower - his wisdom is unparalleled!"

"At first, I believed a genius might edge past Jiang Chen in this round. But now, it's clear that Holy Son Jiang Chen is simply insurmountable. He stands as the epitome of prodigious talent on the Immortal Martial Continent!"

"Undoubtedly, the title of 'number one prodigy of the Immortal Martial Continent' belongs to Holy Son Jiang Chen. The vast resources of the Immortal Martial Continent should rightly favor him!"

"It's certain that Holy Son Jiang Chen will ascend to the Transcendence realm, becoming the guardian deity of our Immortal Martial Continent!"

One by one, the cultivators bore witness to Jiang Chen's resounding victory, their gazes filled with unbridled admiration.

In their hearts, they held profound acknowledgment and reverence for Jiang Chen.

Even the prodigies defeated by Jiang Chen showed complete submission, with no hints of resentment or defiance.

Of course, even though the outcome seemed apparent at this juncture and the forthcoming competitions might appear superfluous, every event must have a definitive beginning and conclusion. Therefore, the competition proceeded as scheduled.

At that moment, as another prodigy stepped forward to challenge Jiang Chen, a sudden insight struck him. 'This sensation...' His eyes sparkled with recognition. 'The powerhouses of the demon race have truly arrived, and they're already here! Where might you all be?' With this thought, his divine sense swiftly encompassed hundreds of thousands of miles around him.

His full divine sense extended to a radius of two million kilometers. Employing its full capacity within several hundred thousand miles meant his observational prowess was unparalleled.

Moreover, Jiang Chen discreetly tapped into a sliver of the True Dragon Bloodline's power, sharpening his perception even further.

With the support of both Shangguan Ning and Nangong Wan, his ability to observe and anticipate peril reached astonishing levels.

Soon, Jiang Chen discerned faint yet formidable auras, identifying the direction, location, and estimated strength of the demon race's mighty powerhouses.

His eyes narrowed in focus. 'Nineteen of them at the Dao Palace realm!' He deduced.

'Moreover, the pressure two of them emit feels eerily similar to Long Tianlu's. They're likely powerhouses who once reached the Transcendence realm. These two can undoubtedly exhibit the combat prowess of the Transcendence realm, albeit briefly.'

'Had Gu Ran been alive and swayed by the Heavenly Fate, the assaulting demon race Army wouldn't be as dominant. At best, perhaps only one at the Transcendence realm would be in their ranks.'

But as Jiang Chen reflected, his expression altered yet again. He detected another, brilliantly concealed presence.

This aura radiated a potent sense of decay.

Jiang Chen's eyes subtly widened upon recognizing this distinct aura. 'This is... a human powerhouse!'

'Furthermore, this is a human powerhouse capable of momentarily unleashing Transcendence realm combat prowess. I hadn't foreseen the Immortal Martial Continent hiding such an ace. Even the Purple Heaven Holy Land merely wields the fragmented immortal tool, the Purple Heaven Immortal Martial Sword.'

'Influenced by the Heavenly Fate, this formidable human has likely covertly made their way here upon hearing of the Immortal Martial Continent's convention. Had Gu Ran's original plan played out, this powerhouse would have lent him aid, bearing much of the burden, providing him ample chances to slay and amplify his power.'

A hint of a smirk appeared on Jiang Chen's face. 'Now, this human powerhouse will serve as my ally. With their support, vanquishing the demon race will become substantially more straightforward.' A gentle smile graced his lips.

Armed with this newfound confidence, the demon race, to him, seemed as if they were volunteering as tribute.

"Holy Son Jiang Chen?" The prodigy opposite Jiang Chen observed the change in his demeanor and inquired, sounding slightly puzzled.

"It's nothing; it's just that this competition can't continue." Jiang Chen replied with a casual smile, then turned to look toward where the demon race was.

Suddenly, the ambiance shifted!

"Hehehehe!!" A spine-chilling laugh resonated.

"All of you prodigies from the Immortal Martial Continent shall perish! Killing you means extinguishing the future of the Immortal Martial Continent!"

As the cruel and mocking laughter persisted, the once luminous sky darkened. A terrifyingly vast humanoid shadow sprawled across half the sky, blocking out the sun. It looked like a monstrous figure, snapping and snarling threateningly.

In that moment, the millions of cultivators present were completely stunned and caught unprepared.

From a distance, the atmosphere became tense among the gathering of the stronger human powerhouses.

"What?!" One exclaimed in disbelief.

"It's a demon race's great powerhouse!"

"The demon race is ambushing us, intending to annihilate all our prodigies!"

"Damn it! We're helpless!"

"Jing Chengwang, it's entirely your fault for convening us in such an isolated location. You ought to be punished!"

Their faces were contorted with fury, and their combined outrage echoed in the vicinity.

Immediately after, everyone bolted simultaneously, eager to intervene.

Jing Chengwang and the other three Dao Palace realm cultivators from the Ageless Spirit Heavenly Sect also hurriedly headed to the assembly ground for support.

However, in contrast to the panic and urgency of the others, he remained calm.

Surrounded by countless angry gazes from those around him, Jing Chengwang slowly began to speak, "Everyone, please remain calm!"

"All of this is a trap set up by Holy Son Jiang Chen!"

"He had anticipated that the demon race would seize the opportunity during the Immortal Martial Grand Assembly to launch an attack. He's thoroughly prepared, capable of trapping the entire incoming demon race Army in a single net!"

Upon hearing this, astonishment appeared on the faces of the human powerhouses, and much of their anger quickly dissipated.

"Holy Son Jiang Chen is fully prepared?" Someone exclaimed.

"He intends to trap all the attacking demon race in one move?!"

One by one, the human powerhouses were taken aback, never having imagined that Jiang Chen would possess such foresight.

However, deep concern remained, as the invading demon race Army was overwhelmingly powerful!

From the vast, ominous shadow in the sky, they could make out at least ten Dao Palace realm demons!

"There are too many demons attacking!" An elderly man at the Dao Palace realm voiced with deep concern. "Even if they can protect themselves, what of the millions of regular cultivators?"

One of the cultivators lamented, "Damn it! It's too late!"

"I just hope Holy Son Jiang Chen truly is fully prepared!"

The remaining cultivators, with grim expressions, stared intently at the unfolding scene in the distance, watching as the shadows of the many Dao Palace realm demons descended, obscuring all in their path.

"You filthy demons! As long as I, Yu Hong, am here, you won't succeed!" Just then, an extremely hoarse voice echoed throughout the land. Subsequently, a gray figure materialized out of nowhere. A terrifying aura, resembling a white hurricane, surged into the sky.

Rumble!

The white hurricane swiftly dispersed the shadows cast by the demon race's great powerhouses, akin to a potent gust clearing away dark clouds.

A cultivator blurted out, "Is this Holy Son Jiang Chen's backup plan?!"

"This elder... he's at least a Half-step Transcendence realm great powerhouse!"

"So formidable, truly formidable!"

Expressions of elation appeared on the faces of the human cultivators.

"What?" The expressions of the Dao Palace realm demons shifted, with wariness evident in their eyes. "There's actually another human cultivator here. That aura... Half-step Transcendence realm!"

"He's nothing more than a dying man clinging to life. Even if he dares act, he'll meet his end. No elixir could save him." Jiu Xiaoyin sneered, "Everyone, resume the assault. I'll deal with him."

"Yes!" The demons and demonic cultivators, with renewed confidence and fierce determination, charged towards Jiang Chen and the others.