But for Evan Chu, it was just a matter of time. After a few breaths, he resonated with all three types of elemental molecules and dissolved the pressure weighing on him. Yet, instead of standing up right away, he stayed prone on the ground, making everyone who didn’t know the truth think he’d been crushed to the brink by the pressure.
But at that moment, he was furiously gathering elemental molecules. He was sure that with this next strike, even if he couldn’t kill his opponent outright, he could at least seriously injure him. The Drifting Cloud Guild Young Guildmaster saw Evan lying on the ground and burst into laughter. "Kid, now you know how powerful I am, right? I told you today would be your death date—so it will be! No one can save you!"
By now, Evan had finished gathering the fire element molecules. He knew it was too late to gather any others, because his opponent was about to unleash a powerful martial skill attack.
Suddenly, Evan stood up and laughed loudly: "Aren’t you celebrating a bit too early? You really think your Space Domain is unbeatable?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Evan’s body blurred into afterimages and charged straight at the youth. The sudden reversal stunned everyone present—no one could believe that someone at early-stage God-King Realm could survive inside a God-Emperor’s Space Domain, much less move as if completely unfettered.
The youth was shocked too, but when he saw Evan charging straight at him, he immediately sneered, "Since you’ve delivered yourself to my door, let me show you the true attack power of Drifting Cloud Guild!"
He raised his longsword, which flashed with dazzling light, but before he could even unleash his martial skill, Evan was already in front of him. The fire element Evan had gathered erupted with full force—terrifying Divine Fire instantly engulfed the youth’s body.
Another scene that no one could accept unfolded. The people who had been sure Evan would die started to waver, especially those who had bet big—now they were getting nervous. That was their hard-earned capital on the line, and they’d only bet so confidently because it seemed like a sure thing. Now the outcome looked shaky.
"Such a powerful Divine Fire attack! Who would’ve thought this kid could unleash so much Divine Fire in one go? That’s extremely rare—he just gets more and more mysterious. I wonder what other surprises he’s hiding." Vice Sect Master Shangguan laughed.
Trapped by the Divine Fire, the youth’s martial skill was completely blocked. He never dreamed that this unremarkable-looking kid could unleash such a terrifying attack. Before he could even react, Evan raised the Snowbound Divine Sword and swung a heaven-shaking strike.
The moment Evan’s sword fell, wind and clouds changed color—a storm of energy exploded across the arena, and razor-sharp wind blades scattered in every direction. The dueling platform, once solid as iron, was shattered by Evan’s strike.
This was the fifth form of the Wind-God Sword Art, amplified by the Chaos Arm to unleash terrifying attack power. Evan felt a little dizzy from the exertion, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as last time—his current realm and mental state made a big difference.
The attack power of the Wind-God Sword Art’s fifth form was in no way weaker than the Absolute Cleave Evan had used before. Even though it didn’t have Absolute Cleave’s domineering aura, its destructive force was still terrifying.
The Drifting Cloud Guild Young Guildmaster was completely stunned by Evan’s sudden display of such overwhelming martial skill. A sense of doom welled up inside him—he realized he might actually die under this attack, or at the very least be seriously wounded.
He could no longer care about the damage from the Divine Fire—instead, he swung his sword as fast as he could, hoping this attack might block Evan’s overwhelming power.
His sword strike did have some effect—after all, his cultivation was at mid-stage God-Emperor Realm. When he attacked, the space shook violently, but it still couldn’t match Evan’s power. Within a few breaths, his attack was wiped out by the overwhelming wind-blade sword-qi, which then slammed into his body.
Unlike when Evan used Absolute Cleave, this time the youth was merely blasted dozens of meters away. But his body was riddled with wounds—deep enough to show bone, with blood soaking his clothes. He’d completely lost the ability to fight; if he weren’t so strong, he’d be dead already.
His eyes widened in pain and disbelief—how could an early-stage God-King ‘ant’ wield such a powerful martial skill? This move seemed way stronger than anything he himself could use.
Just then, an elder in the crowd flashed to the youth’s side, checking his injuries with a furious look. He pulled out a red porcelain bottle from his storage ring, popped the stopper, and poured out a red pill for the youth to swallow.
"Today Drifting Cloud Guild has lost, but the debt for injuring our Young Guildmaster will be repaid double in the future. Rainbow Court, I’ll remember this!" The elder picked up the heavily wounded youth and vanished into the sky with a single flash.
Right now, the entire arena was dead silent. No one could accept what had just happened. Quite a few people recognized Evan’s fifth form of the Wind-God Sword Art—it’s a technique that normally requires at least mid-to-late-stage God-Emperor Realm to use, since it burns an insane amount of Divine Power.
But an early-stage God-King had just pulled it off—this shattered everyone’s understanding of realm limits. If he was hiding his true strength, no one would believe it, because there were late-stage God-Venerable experts here who could see through anyone’s cultivation at a glance.
A moment later, the crowd erupted—cheers, wails, curses, all mixed together in chaos.
This outcome was inevitable. Most people had bet on the Drifting Cloud Guild Young Guildmaster to win, but now their capital was wiped out. No one could accept the result.
But Rainbow Court Mistress Rainveil wouldn’t let chaos continue. With a thought, she conjured a ball of crimson flame and shot it skyward, unleashing a thunderous boom that shook the entire Rainbow Court.
This was the true power of a late-stage God-Venerable. Compared to Evan’s earlier attack, it was on another level. The crowd quickly quieted down—this was Rainbow Court, after all, and anyone who broke the rules here could be executed on the spot.
"Everyone quiet down! If you lost everything, it’s because you were too greedy and careless—you all thought you’d win for sure. But Evan bet fifty million Violet Cloud Crystals on himself, showing absolute confidence. If you’d stopped to think, you might’ve realized what that meant.
You lost, but Rainbow Court lost even more—five hundred million Violet Cloud Crystals! Even if you all pooled your crystals together, it wouldn’t reach two hundred million. Rainbow Court is out three hundred million. The matches are officially over, but the final choice hasn’t been made yet. So, the last decision of who will be my daughter’s husband still rests with her." Mistress Rainveil declared.