The five-man squad led by Evan Chu was surrounded on all sides by the coalition’s death trap, but in a flash, Evan alone flipped the situation! No one expected that his solo combat power was actually no weaker than the entire Blazing-Flame Legion Vanguard Detachment—especially considering that only five thousand enemies had gone to encircle the vanguard!
"Old Goldwing! You escort these four south—fly toward the legion’s main force, and report everything to Lord Jun Yang. Tell him to prepare early; this whole thing is a trap targeting us! Besides the Blood Demon Clan and the three sects, there’s definitely a hidden hand manipulating everything behind the scenes!"
Evan didn’t just keep slaughtering mindlessly. The moment he broke the encirclement, he immediately gave Old Goldwing his orders.
"Boss, what about you?"
"Heh! Since they want to play games, I’ll play big! These small fry aren’t even worth my attention. I’ll take Shadow and charge straight into their heartland—let’s see what tricks they’re really trying to pull!"
Shadow was thrilled. As soon as he heard they’d be storming into the Blood Demon Clan’s heartland with Evan, he got even more fired up—his berserk lion form grew even stronger, and he smashed several Saint-realm soldiers into bloody bits with a single swipe.
They were all lifeforms that emerged from the Trial World, and thanks to the Heavenly Dao favor laid down by the Ninefold Sacred Emperor, their cultivation was far beyond ordinary Saints of the Star-River Dominion at the same tier. In other words, Shadow’s full-power eruption now matched the peak of early Saint Lord Realm, and with the extra star Evan found for him, he was even more unstoppable!
As for these ordinary sect Saints, forget refining stars—they rarely even possess resources like Starstones. No matter how strong their combat power, there’s a hard limit.
But Shadow and Evan’s avatars didn’t need to worry about that. The Chaos World still held plenty of elemental law power and stellar force; if they burned through it all, they could just go back and absorb more. Plus, with Evan’s mastery of Time Law, Shadow could basically recover to full fighting strength in the time it took to breathe!
So what should have been a hopeless siege instantly flipped into a one-sided slaughter.
Half an hour later, Evan’s Desolate Dragon Saber was blazing with bloody light. Counting those killed by his avatars and those smashed or devoured by Shadow, the death toll under his hand alone had already topped a thousand Saints.
"Since the Blood Demon Clan and the Three Great Sects have emptied out their forces, their rear territory must be wide open. We’ll cut our way into their heartland, seize their families and bases—I refuse to believe they’ll have any strength left to surround the Blazing-Flame Legion’s main force!
And when that happens, the mastermind behind all this will have no choice but to show their face."
Evan was certain—anyone bold enough to target the Blazing-Flame Legion wasn’t just some small-time player. There had to be serious backing behind them. But if that person or force was truly powerful, they’d just confront the legion head-on instead of hiding in the shadows.
Right now, it’s obvious—they’re using these guys as cannon fodder to wear down the legion, then waiting for Lord Jun Yang’s defenses to collapse before swooping in for the kill!
The truth was, all of Evan’s guesses were spot on—that’s exactly what the enemy had planned! But what they hadn’t counted on was a wildcard like Evan in the vanguard detachment, and now he was single-handedly turning the whole battle around!
The speed of the Golden-Winged God Roc was beyond imagination—ordinary star-boats and warships could only watch its shadow disappear ahead. Very soon, Old Goldwing delivered all four survivors back to the Blazing-Flame Legion at a pace that left the enemy completely stunned.
"Who are you? Where’s Linfeng?"
Even the four survivors Old Goldwing brought back couldn’t steady their nerves. Evan’s terror was one thing, but his flying beast underling was just as freakish.
On the way, Old Goldwing spotted several small squads from the Three Great Sects and cut them down without mercy—so fast that the whole process didn’t even take a blink!
On the surface, the Golden-Winged God Roc looked like it was only at late Saint stage, but how could it slaughter sect Saints as easily as chickens? Just what kind of monster did Evan Chu crawl out from?
Luckily, one of the four managed to keep his cool. He picked out the crucial details and reported to Lord Jun Yang:
"Reporting to the Throne, sir—we’re from Squad Leader Evan Chu’s team. We were ambushed on the edge of the Blood Demon Clan’s base by thousands of Saints from the Three Great Sects and Blood Demon Clan, plus several unknown Saint Lord experts.
Evan Chu broke the encirclement single-handed and led us out. Based on the intel we have, the vanguard detachment ahead of us ran into an even deadlier ambush and was almost completely wiped out! Squad Leader Evan Chu judged that someone was pulling strings behind the scenes—this whole trap was set up to target the Blazing-Flame Legion.
Right now, Squad Leader has already charged into the Blood Demon Clan’s heartland, trying to get us better intel—and also to mess up the Blood Demon Clan and Three Great Sects’ plans. He sent us back to report, sir, so you can prepare the arrangements. Our real enemy will show themselves soon."
Old Goldwing just flapped his wings nonchalantly, as if to say: Done yet? If you’re finished, this Roc’s heading back—if I’m late, Boss and Shadow will have killed everyone and there’ll be nothing left for me.
Right then, Lord Jun Yang and his vice-commanders stared in disbelief at the four survivors Old Goldwing had brought back. Was this guy telling stories? Evan Chu—breaking through a siege of tens of thousands all alone? Killing four Saint Lords and now aiming his saber straight at the Blood Demon Clan’s heartland?
The vice-commanders and captains just thought they’d misheard. The world had gone crazy!
Only Lord Jun Yang needed a moment to think before he understood—Evan Chu really could pull it off! When Evan’s power peaked, even mid-stage Saint Lords had to back off, and if he unleashed his nine elemental law avatars, those Saint Lords were doomed for sure.
"Good! The intel you brought is crucial. Go rest and recover your strength! Vice-Commander Yang, four hundred low-grade Starstones—reward these four warriors!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Everyone knew these four hadn’t really done anything—they were just riding Evan Chu’s coattails. But with enemies pressing in, they deserved their reward! The Blazing-Flame Legion’s rule was clear: those with merit are rewarded, those with grudges are slain!
"Transmit my order: gather all legion forces and advance toward Evan Chu’s location—anyone who blocks our way, kill without mercy!"
Lord Jun Yang’s gaze turned cold as he muttered to himself, "Sky Tiger Legion of the Rivengrace Dynasty, huh? I knew it was you. Just wait—this grudge is marked today. Someday, you’ll pay in blood. The Blazing-Flame Legion isn’t so easy to kill!"
Though Lord Jun Yang wanted to use this chance to finally battle his four-thousand-year-old nemesis, he knew Evan Chu was in grave danger deep in enemy territory. Nothing mattered more than Evan’s safety—he’d brought Evan out to train, and if things went south, the four Hall Masters would skin him alive. And even he couldn’t forgive himself!