Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 498: No One Left to Stop Him

Back on Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, Jiang Chen hovered in the air, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

We’re finally here. The headquarters of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

Below him stretched the vast core of the sect.

Thin white mist drifted through the area, curling around grand pavilions and towering halls. The buildings were lavish and imposing, arranged with the dignity of an ancient powerhouse.

By now, the news of Liang Youwen’s death—along with the fall of several other high-ranking figures—had already spread throughout the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

As Jiang Chen approached, the effects were obvious.

Many cultivators had already gathered their belongings and fled in haste, afraid of what might come next.

Still, not everyone had chosen to leave.

Some remained behind.

There were cultivators deeply attached to the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace. Their loyalty never wavered. Even knowing disaster was closing in, they refused to leave, choosing to stand with the sect until the very end.

Others clung to a thin strand of hope. They believed that even with its upper ranks wiped out, the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace was too vast, too deeply rooted, to truly fall. With that in mind, they began scrambling for power and benefits, each trying to secure a place for themselves.

But the moment Jiang Chen arrived, that fragile hope shattered.

"He’s here! Jiang Chen—the demon—he’s really here!"

"It’s over. He really means to wipe us out completely. I never should’ve stayed... never should’ve fought for the Method Transmission Hall Master position."

"Hmph. In life, I belong to the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace. In death, I’ll be its ghost. Jiang Chen, come—let me see what you’ve got!"

Within the sect, chaos erupted.

Many cultivators fled outward in a panic, while others, having accepted their fate, fixed their gazes on Jiang Chen and even prepared to fight back.

They had no idea that, to Jiang Chen, none of them truly mattered.

His attention was already elsewhere.

The headquarters of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace really is a treasure land. His gaze swept over the sect, where dense Spiritual Qi rolled and gathered, now fully exposed before him.

There has to be a massive Spirit Jade Vein beneath this place—far better than the one I took from Lu Yi.

Then his eyes shifted to a small emerald lake behind the headquarters.

And this... an entrance to a cave heaven blessed land.

At first glance, the lake looked ordinary. Calm. Unremarkable. But the illusion didn’t fool him for even a moment.

A faint smile tugged at Jiang Chen’s lips. Heh. This cave heaven blessed land is mine now.

His figure blurred, and in the next instant, he was standing by the emerald lake.

Space trembled.

Subtle ripples spread outward as waves of spatial fluctuation poured from his body, and the surface of the lake began to ripple in response, as if resonating with the distortion.

Jiang Chen raised a hand and pointed forward.

"Open."

There and then, his mastery of the Space Dao fully unfurled.

All the restrictions the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace had placed at the entrance to this cave heaven blessed land vanished in an instant, as if they had never existed at all.

In the next moment, the emerald lake disappeared. In its place appeared a stable, slowly rotating spatial vortex.

Jiang Chen didn’t rush in. Instead, he spread out his divine sense and sent it into the vortex.

The moment his divine sense passed through the swirling space, a vast new world unfolded before him.

Though this space was only about half the size of the Immortal Martial Cave Heaven, it was still enormous. Rolling hills, flowing rivers, towering peaks, and drifting clouds filled the landscape.

Dense Spiritual Qi flooded the air. Even the stones scattered across the ground were far from ordinary, while spiritual flowers and herbs grew everywhere—each of them at least at the Transcendence rank.

Naturally, grand structures were everywhere as well.

Luxurious residences and cave dwellings clung to the sides of each towering peak, packed closely together and steeped in immortal aura, forming a scene that looked no different from a true fairyland.

The outer grounds of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace were already impressive, but compared to this cave heaven, they felt incomplete. It was as if the true essence of the entire sect had been gathered here.

Perfect. Truly perfect. Jiang Chen gave a small nod, clearly satisfied. Once I absorb this, my Immortal Martial Mustard Seed will change completely.

He rose above the spatial vortex and stopped in midair.

With a single thought, the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed burst forth with terrifying spatial power, swallowing the entire cave heaven blessed land of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

In an instant, the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed expanded wildly, its space stretching outward as the concentration of Spiritual Qi surged again and again.

Inside it, the cultivators felt the change immediately. Dense Spiritual Qi seeped into their bodies on its own, nourishing them without effort.

Across the newly formed land, countless spiritual plants took root and grew, filling the air with an irresistible allure.

The sudden change left countless cultivators both terrified and overjoyed. Still, under the supervision of Jiang Chen’s wives and inner circle, order held firm. No chaos broke out, and no one dared to secretly pick the spiritual flowers and herbs.

After absorbing the cave heaven blessed land of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace, Jiang Chen’s attention returned to the sect’s headquarters in the outside world.

These buildings are solidly built. Old in style, yet sharp and clean, like swords themselves.

His eyes swept across the complex.

Oh? Some of the more important structures are even protected by formations. A faint smile appeared. No matter. I’ll take the formations with them.

Once he finished surveying the entire main base of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace, the situation below was already clear.

Many cultivators had fled long ago. Those who remained, faces filled with despair, gathered together and chose to share the sect’s fate.

Jiang Chen felt nothing in response.

He spread his arms and willed it into being.

Immortal Martial Mustard Seed—open.

The spatial gate of the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed unfolded once more.

This time, he pushed it to its limit. The opening expanded instantly, swallowing most of the sky above the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

The gray spatial vortex turned slowly, its presence pressing down on everyone below, heavy enough to make it feel like the end of the world had arrived.

Then came a series of deep rumbles.

The mountain peak where the main palace stood tore itself from the ground and shot straight into the vortex above.

After it came the second peak. Then the third. The fourth.

The cultivators who had sworn to share the fate of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace finally broke.

Their faces twisted as they screamed in panic and rage.

"No—!!"

"Jiang Chen! I’ll fight you to the death!"

"Demon! You won’t end well!"

It was all meaningless.

Jiang Chen didn’t even spare them a glance.

Another deafening boom echoed through the heavens.

This time, the entire headquarters of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace was ripped from the earth, piece by piece, and swallowed by the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed.

When it was over, the land that once looked like a fairyland was left in ruins. Vast chasms split the ground, deep and jagged like open abysses.

Just like that, the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace vanished from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star.

As for the cultivators from the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace who had been drawn into the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed, Jiang Chen wasn’t worried about them at all.

With his own people inside—especially Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning, two true powerhouses—keeping watch, those weaker cultivators had no chance of stirring up trouble.

More importantly, Jiang Chen had no intention of killing them right away.

In his eyes, they were nothing more than living tools—machines that absorbed Spiritual Qi and turned it into cultivation.

Now that the strongest forces on this planet had been wiped out, and after fusing even more bloodlines, the plundering efficiency of Jiang Chen’s Saint Demon Netherheart Dao Body had risen again, reaching a terrifying one-third.

Inside the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed, if Jiang Chen wished, he could strip the cultivation base from anyone in an instant. Of course, unless he was pushed to the brink, he had no interest in using such brutal methods.

Next stop—the Purple Crest Immortal Sect. His thoughts shifted as he flew onward. They should have a cave heaven blessed land like the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace.

And on the way, I might as well visit any other sects with their own cave heavens. Even if they’re small, it’s still worth taking.

The Immortal Martial Mustard Seed can’t stay too peaceful. His gaze sharpened. Still water breeds decay. There needs to be competition—something that forces them to keep cultivating.

Looks like I’ll have the girls arrange things inside, push everyone to work harder.

With that settled, Jiang Chen continued toward his next target.