This battle was set to shake the heavens and shatter the earth—one move here would decide the fate of the Immortal-Beast War. Evan Chu didn’t hesitate for a second. His veins boiled with hot blood; he’d rather die on his feet than cower. He chose to strike first, charging straight at Marshal Goldrake with everything he had.
Gripping the Frostbane Divine Sword, Evan Chu unleashed a slash like thunder cracking the sky—a true annihilation strike. Sword-qi and energy storms erupted in all directions, blanketing the world in chaos. The attack surged toward Marshal Goldrake at a speed so fast, even lightning would struggle to catch up.
Marshal Goldrake’s eyes finally flickered with shock—Evan’s slash was enough to make even a dragon marshal pause. But this was the supreme commander of the immortal-beast army, a true titan standing at the peak. How could a single attack rattle him? He just sneered, radiating the confidence of someone who’d crushed countless challengers before.
A golden longsword flashed into Marshal Goldrake’s hand. In an instant, his body split into six—six lifelike avatars, each radiating real power and trailing wild waves of energy. The sight was dazzling, nearly impossible to follow. Even Evan Chu’s heart lurched: Nine-Heaven Divine Dragon Metamorphosis! So this was the Dragon Clan’s top-tier art, unleashed for real—no wonder it made his scalp tingle.
All six avatars struck at once. Six swords swept across the sky—Divine Cleave-level force exploded out, shaking heaven and earth. Sword-qi and energy storms filled the air, warping the battlefield with raw, terrifying power. Was this the true might of the Dragon Clan’s marshal? Evan Chu’s blood pounded: this was no ordinary duel, this was a clash of monsters.
Evan Chu’s heart hammered in his chest. Danger radiated from Marshal Goldrake’s strike—this was the kind of power that could wipe out armies. Without a second thought, Evan activated Earthshift, wrapping himself in dense earth energy to shield his body. The next instant, sword met sword, energy met energy, and the two attacks smashed together head-on.
A cataclysmic boom split the air. Space itself trembled as Evan Chu and Marshal Goldrake were blasted thousands of meters away before they could steady themselves. This—this was the most devastating attack Evan had ever faced in the Immortal Realm. Even the Roc King’s crushing domain couldn’t compare.
Immortal soldiers and immortal beasts stared in stunned terror. This was the kind of battle only true apex powers could wage. The shockwave swept across the battlefield, instantly killing tens of thousands, with countless more left gravely wounded. No one below dared move—a single stray ripple could erase them from existence.
Evan Chu gritted his teeth. This was exactly what he’d tried to avoid—catastrophic casualties. Divine Cleave’s power was simply too monstrous, and this was without stacking it with Unicorn Arm. If he’d unleashed both at full force, the slaughter would have been even more horrifying. He forced himself to hold back, but the battlefield was already a sea of blood.
The fight locked into a deadlock. Above the ground, a hundred-li-wide vacuum zone appeared—corpses and wounded littered the wasteland. Evan Chu’s face turned ghostly pale. He couldn’t hold back a mouthful of golden blood—undeniable proof of his Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon heritage, and just how brutal his wounds really were.