Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 373: Pressure From All Sides

Nangong Wan's voice rang out in Jiang Chen's head. "Your Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo Bloodline just reacted. It's blocking something—someone's trying to track you."

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed. He rubbed his chin, thinking. So... someone strong enough to trigger my bloodline's defenses. That's not just anyone. It has to be someone serious—probably the one leading the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star's army.

I did kill Sun Ji, he thought, lips twitching into a small smirk. And his name carried more weight than even Mo Hao's. Of course someone important would come looking for answers. Maybe even revenge.

But if it were the demon commander trying to track me, he would've done it way earlier. So why now?

His thoughts moved fast, and soon he had a guess. A quiet smile tugged at his lips.

This bloodline of his—the Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo—it wasn't just strong. It was terrifyingly good at hiding him. Not just a normal Fourth Step bloodline either. This thing was made from the power of three monstrous bloodlines: the Endless Dark Blood Moon, the Death Calamity True Dragon, and the Ten Thousand Stars Dao Embryo.

Even though Jiang Chen couldn't bring out its full strength yet, his current power made it nearly impossible to track him. Unless someone was in the Void Tribulation realm, they had no shot at finding him—not even someone in Nirvana Peering realm or Nirvana Cleansing realm.

"Heh," Jiang Chen chuckled to himself. "So Sun Ji's backers finally showed up, huh?"

If they're following the original plot, then they're probably meant to be stepping stones for Mo Hao, he figured. Heavenly Fate would steer them toward him sooner or later so he could show off and level up his strength.

Well, not if I can help it.

He nodded to himself. Better keep Mo Hao busy in the Western Ice Domain a little longer. I don't need him stealing the spotlight right now.

With that, Jiang Chen picked up speed, drawing closer to the spatial channel hidden deep in the Vibrant Blaze Domain.

...

Back in the Pure Frost Domain, Sun Tianlin stared at his compass, completely stunned.

Still nothing? How is that even possible?!

His thoughts raced. Who could've killed my son... and hidden the truth this well?

Is it someone skilled in the Dao of Karma? That made him pause. No... that doesn't make sense. The Dao of Cause and Effect is one of the hardest to grasp in the whole universe. It ties together the Human Dao and the Heavenly Dao. How could someone at just the Third Step possibly control something like that?

The more he thought about it, the less it made sense. His hands clenched. His jaw tightened.

Then suddenly, a spark lit up in his eyes.

Wait... what if it's not a person? What if it's a treasure?

Yeah. That made more sense. Someone must be using a powerful artifact that messes with karma—something strong enough to block even my Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Compass.

It has to be a treasure linked to cause and effect… and way beyond anything I've seen before. Maybe even one of those super rare Void Tribulation-level items.

He nodded to himself, a grim sort of confidence settling in. Yeah, that's it. That's the only reason the compass would fail like this.

As for a Fourth Step-level treasure? He didn't even want to think about it. That kind of artifact might not exist anywhere in the entire Profound Jade Immortal Domain.

But whatever it was—whoever it was—he wasn't letting it slide.

The one who killed my son will pay. Not just with their life. I want them to suffer—ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more than what I'm feeling now!

His face twisted in rage as he looked down over the sea of people beneath him, eyes burning like fire.

The million-strong army below didn't say a word. They'd been watching Sun Tianlin closely this whole time. They didn't understand what he was doing, or why he looked so angry—but none of them dared to speak. When his gaze swept over them, they all lowered their heads without hesitation.

"You've all heard by now," Sun Tianlin said, voice sharp and bitter, "all three of my sons were killed here… on this very continent."

His words cut through the air, heavy with grief and hate.

"We are not here for diplomacy. We are not here to make friends. Our first goal—the most important one—is revenge. We're going to find out who did this and make them pay. The demons come second."

Then his voice rose, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Start the investigation. Now. I want answers on my sons' deaths—and I want them in front of me by the end of the day!"

He scanned the army as he spoke, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Yes, sir!" a wave of powerful cultivators shouted back in perfect sync, their voices so loud it felt like the sky itself might crack.

And just like that, the hunt began.

The entire army got to work. These weren't just warriors—they had investigators, soul readers, karma seekers, and experts in all kinds of secret techniques. Each one used their own skills, leaving no stone unturned.

But the truth wasn't easy to find.

Every single witness to that deadly fight… had already been taken by Jiang Chen. Either killed or turned into one of his death warriors, loyal only to him.

The only person still alive who knew what really happened?

Mo Hao.

So no matter how hard the cultivator army searched—how deep they dug, or how far they reached—nothing came up.

Not a single clue.

...

Meanwhile, back in the Western Ice Domain, Ying Luo was resting inside a snow cave alongside Mo Hao and a few thousand human cultivators.

Mo Hao really wanted to get stronger—his fingers were practically twitching to go out and do something. But he'd promised Ying Luo he'd stick with her, and going back on his word didn't sit right with him.

So instead, he glanced over at the crowd of human cultivators nearby.

Then quickly looked away.

They already knew who he was, and there weren't that many of them anyway. Most were pretty weak, and honestly, there wasn't much glory to be gained by showing off here. No real benefits, no dramatic moments.

What should I do next? Mo Hao wondered, tempted to just rush off and make his own path.

But before he could decide, Ying Luo let out a low, rumbling growl. The mane running down her neck and back suddenly stretched out like living tendrils, curling around everyone in the cave—including Mo Hao.

"Hey—what's going on?" he started, eyes wide.

Then, without warning, Ying Luo shot forward, smashing through the cave wall and blasting into the sky like a beam of light.

Caught in her grip, Mo Hao struggled to keep up. "Lady Dragon! What just happened?!"

Ying Luo's voice came back, serious and steady. "I spotted a demon army. Nearly a hundred thousand strong. And more than ten of them are in the Transcendence realm. Some even have beast-taming abilities."

Mo Hao's face stiffened.

"We can't fight that kind of force," she added, her dragon eyes dark and troubled. "Right now, running is our only option."

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Of course, this move wasn't just instinct—it was part of Jiang Chen's plan all along.

Ying Luo's divine sense stretched much farther than Mo Hao's. The moment she spotted the demon army, she took charge and led everyone into a fast retreat.

"I see," Mo Hao said, eyes lighting up. "If only you hadn't gone all out earlier, Lady Dragon…"

"With your strength, you could've held off their main force while I picked off the weaker ones and leveled up. We'd totally win!"

He grinned. "Lady Dragon, how about we don't run too far? Once you've recovered a bit, let's turn around and hit them hard!"

His head was already full of dramatic scenes—him swooping in, showing off, earning power and respect while the demon army watched in awe.

This wasn't just any army—it was nearly a hundred thousand demons.

More than ten of them were at the Transcendence realm.

If he pulled it off, the amount of Pretentious Points he could rack up would be insane. Maybe even enough to shoot straight up to the heavens.

But Ying Luo quickly shut that dream down.

"No. I need time to recover before I can fight again," she said flatly.

"We'll stay far away for now. When the time's right, we'll settle this." Her voice was calm and proud—exactly what you'd expect from a true dragon—but there was no room for argument. She kept flying forward, ignoring Mo Hao's plan entirely.

"Lady Dragon… alright, fine," Mo Hao muttered, sighing as he let the idea go—for now.

Ying Luo saw the look on his face and smirked to herself. As if I'd go against Big Brother's orders.

Without wasting more time, she kept leading Mo Hao and the human cultivators through the icy skies, zigzagging away the second her divine sense picked up any movement from the demon army nearby.

...

At the same time, over in the Vibrant Blaze Domain, Jiang Chen was flying fast—getting closer and closer to his target.

"There it is," he muttered, eyes narrowing as he looked up.

High in the sky, an enormous funnel-shaped vortex swirled with glowing light.

That's the spatial channel connecting the Myriad Demons Continent to my Immortal Martial Continent?

Even he had to pause for a second.

It was massive—way bigger than the one under the Bottomless Abyss that he'd destroyed before.