Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 371: Timing Is Everything

Just as they were about to clash, a sudden scream tore through the sky above them.

"NOOO!" a Late-stage Transcendence realm demon shrieked—then, in the blink of an eye, his entire body burst apart, blowing up into blood and bone dust that scattered in the air.

Everything stopped.

Every single person froze—even Mo Hao. Their eyes went wide, their hearts skipping a beat as the shock hit them like a wave.

One of the strongest demons just died!

Mo Hao felt like someone had punched him in the chest. That guy was one of the big ones—perfect for showing off against. Now? Gone.

How strong is that dragon now?! he thought, eyes flicking toward Ying Luo. Is that secret art really making her this powerful?

He gritted his teeth.

First the Early-stage one, and now a Late-stage too?! That ruins the whole impact of my big moment!

But he shook it off and gave himself a mental slap.

"Forget it," he muttered. "No time to mope—let's just kill some demons!"

With that, he kept charging forward, fire in his eyes.

What he didn't know was that the rest of the demon army—those still standing—were already shaken to their core.

Ying Luo's last move had scared them stiff.

At first, the demons had believed the true dragon would wear herself out over time. Just hold on long enough, and she'd weaken—easy plan.

But now?

Now it looked like their top fighters would all be wiped out before that even had a chance to happen.

That terrifying thought spread like wildfire through the battlefield—and just like that, chaos broke loose.

Demons and demonic beasts all turned tail at once, running for their lives.

Watching it all unfold, Mo Hao nearly lost his mind.

No, no, no! This isn't how it was supposed to go!

If they all run now, how am I supposed to show off?!

Grinding his teeth, he made a snap decision.

Fine. I'll just reveal my real strength. I can fake a little drama—make it look like I turned the tide or something.

He was just about to let loose his full Transcendence realm aura when—

Boom!

The sky darkened again. Dozens—maybe hundreds—of ghostly dragon claws burst out around Ying Luo, spinning in the air like a storm. At the same time, that creepy pulling force hit again, the kind that made your blood feel like it wanted to crawl out of your skin.

And then, it got worse.

A heavy, choking aura of death spread across the battlefield. It pressed down from above like a mountain made of shadows.

"Not good!" someone screamed.

"She's doing it again!"

"Retreat! Get out of here! MOVE!"

Panic hit like a flood. The demons, already shaken after losing a Late-stage Transcendence realm warrior, totally lost it. They didn't hesitate. They ran.

None of them looked back. Not even once.

They just flew as fast as they could, heads down, fear taking over. And not a single one spared even a glance at Mo Hao.

As for Mo Hao himself, he froze.

A cold chill ran down his spine, and for a moment, his body just... wouldn't move.

And then—boom.

A wave of terrifying power exploded out from Ying Luo. The sky filled with ghostly dragon claw shadows, strange blood-sucking energy, and thick waves of Great Dao power that seemed to shake the whole world.

"Nooo!!" someone screamed in panic.

"How is this true dragon this strong?!"

"What kind of monster is she?!"

The remaining Transcendence realm demons didn't stand a chance. Their cries were full of fear and disbelief—then they were gone, turned to ash in the blink of an eye.

The demon troops still scattered around the battlefield weren't any luckier. Ying Luo's attack swept through everything, wiping them out like they were nothing.

And right then, finally, Mo Hao unleashed his full Transcendence realm aura.

He even struck a super cool, dramatic pose, like he was the hero arriving just in time.

...Yeah. Bad timing.

Way too late.

The battlefield was already quiet. Everyone else—dead.

This chapt𝓮r is updat𝒆d by ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom.

Off in the distance, a group of human cultivators who'd been watching the whole thing just stared at him. Their faces twisted into confused, awkward looks.

Mo Hao's eyes twitched.

"...Did I just show off... for no one?!"

His face turned bright red as the realization hit. He was breathing hard now, like he was holding in a scream.

Inside, he was boiling. His pride, his moment, gone—blown away by a dragon who hadn't even meant to steal the spotlight.

It was like setting up fireworks for a crowd... only for everyone to leave five minutes before the show started.

And the worst part?

She didn't even do it on purpose.

Mo Hao wanted to blame Ying Luo—really, he did. But deep down, he knew he couldn't.

This wasn't her fault. It was his.

If he were as strong as her, he could've taken out those Transcendence realm demons himself and made the whole battlefield watch him in awe.

But the truth was simple: Ying Luo was just too powerful.

Whenever he fought beside her, it was like showing up to a party after all the food was gone. The enemies? Already dust. Even the leftovers were wiped out by the aftershock of her attacks.

Mo Hao clenched his fists.

Maybe I should go solo for a while, he thought. Get stronger on my own. Then I'll come back and blow everyone away. Let's see who steals the spotlight then!

He was just getting deep into that plan when Ying Luo suddenly spoke. Her voice came through under Jiang Chen's command, calm but tired.

"Human boy," she said, "this dragon needs to rest. I'll leave the next part to you."

Mo Hao blinked. Then his eyes lit up.

Wait—she's tired? Of course!

That secret technique she used must've burned through a ton of energy. She'd gone all out—and now, she was worn down.

She can't fight anymore!

Mo Hao's heart started racing. This was his chance.

His real chance.

With the true dragon now worn out and watching from the sidelines, he could finally step into the spotlight.

Hah! So things worked out after all. No need to go solo now! Mo Hao thought, grinning wide. That whole idea of going off on his own? Gone in an instant.

He straightened up, full of energy, and called out with confidence, "Alright, Lady Dragon, get some rest. It's my turn to shine!"

"Very well," Ying Luo replied with a nod.

Then, without warning, she opened her massive jaws and took a huge breath in.

In one powerful inhale, the battlefield was cleaned out. All the demon and beast corpses, along with their loot, flew straight into her mouth like a reverse explosion.

But it wasn't just leftovers being pulled in. The qi and blood energy, along with portions of cultivation from the dead, flowed quietly into Jiang Chen's body—feeding his power.

And just then, a system message echoed through his mind.

[Ding! Plot deviation detected! You have successfully stopped Protagonist Mo Hao from stealing the spotlight. Mo Hao's Heavenly Fate Value has dropped by 6,000 points!]

[Ding! You have earned 12,000 Villain Value points!]

This time, two Late-stage Transcendence realm demons had been wiped out. The impact of that was even bigger than when they'd killed Xun Tian and snatched the immortal sword.

Naturally, Mo Hao took a bigger hit from it too.

Ying Luo turned to him one last time. "Let's move. You pick the next direction."

Then, in a flash of silver light, she shrank down to a tiny dragon no bigger than a forearm and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

The people who saw her vanish couldn't help but gasp. It left them both amazed and comforted—like having a Dao Guardian watching over them from among their ranks.

"Alright!" Mo Hao said, breathing deep. He picked a random direction, lifted off the ground, and shot into the sky.

Thousands of others quickly followed behind him.

And of course, the hidden Jiang Chen was right there too, tailing them silently.

With how strong Heavenly Fate's sway is around you, he thought, it won't be long before you run into a perfect target for your big hero moment.

His divine sense stretched out across the land, already hunting for the next round of supporting characters.

...

At the same time, over in the Vibrant Blaze Domain, Bo Luncang got some shocking news—the demon army that had been sent to capture the true dragon?

Completely wiped out.

His eyes widened. "Gone? All of them?" he said, stunned. "Even the two Late-stage Transcendence realm powerhouses?"

He muttered to himself, shaking his head. "Looks like we seriously underestimated that dragon's strength."

Still, he didn't seem too bothered by the losses. What he did care about… was the dragon.

My dear true dragon, he thought with a cold smirk, the Demon Lord gave a direct order. There's no way you're getting away.

Without wasting time, Bo Luncang called over a trusted aide.

"Tell everyone in the area to drop whatever they're doing," he ordered. "From now on, their only job is to hunt down that dragon."

His aide nodded right away, face serious. "Yes, sir!"

He rushed off to send the message—every demon unit nearby was to head straight for the Western Ice Domain. Even if it meant ignoring Jiang Chen for now, the true dragon took top priority.

As for Bo Luncang himself?

He planned to go there in person.

Too bad the Myriad Demons Sky Piercing Mirror can only teleport randomly, he thought. Guess I'll have to fly the whole way.

With that, he left the Vibrant Blaze Domain and set course for the Western Ice Domain.

But just as he started his journey, another piece of bad news hit him—this one even more urgent.

A massive spatial rift had torn open in the Pure Frost Domain, north of the Immortal Martial Continent.

And through it…

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators had already arrived.

Among them were countless strong warriors—and yes, a good number of Transcendence realm experts too.

The demons who'd managed to witness it didn't survive long. But before they died, they were able to pass on the information.