Both men moved with incredible speed this time. Logan Vaughn wanted to finish Evan Chu in a single blow, while Evan hoped his own strike could withstand the assault and then use the power of lightning to deal heavy damage. Neither held back—space itself shook violently as their attacks landed.
Sword-qi and energy storms filled the air as their attacks collided—“Boom!”—the sound echoed through the black-hole space. The impact sent both combatants flying hundreds of meters, sword-qi tearing through their defenses and landing on their bodies, the shockwave reverberating between them.
This time, Evan felt like his whole body was about to fall apart—pain shot through his chest, and the wounds on his body multiplied and deepened. Even the powerful healing of his wood element couldn’t keep up; golden dragon blood slowly seeped out.
Logan Vaughn wasn’t much better off. The combined power of Unicorn Arm and Star‑Cleave made Evan’s attack terrifying—even at Ninth‑Layer Saint Martial Realm, this blow left several bone‑deep wounds on Logan, instantly soaking his white clothes in crimson blood.
Logan couldn’t believe that the ‘ant’ he looked down on hadn’t been killed instantly and had even managed to hurt him. It was intolerable. The pain made him even angrier; his facial muscles twisted, his handsome face turning hideous—like a fiend from hell, enough to make anyone shudder.
“Kid, I didn’t expect you could actually wound me. Looks like I really underestimated you! This time, your luck runs out!” Logan roared at Evan from a distance.
Evan gritted his teeth against the pain, switched the Frostbane Sword to his left hand, and channeled Chaos Dragon Force into it. Seeing Logan’s furious expression, he smirked, “So this is all you’ve got? The so-called Immortal Realm folk are pretty pathetic. A coward like you isn’t qualified to like Luna. Show me what you’ve really got—I want to see if you can do anything to me.”
Evan’s goal was to completely enrage Logan, so he could catch him at the instant he unleashed his technique—striking with the lightning inside the space, numbing him, then following up with Star‑Cleave to deal heavy damage.
If he could seriously injure Logan this time, Evan wouldn’t make the same mistake he did with the Ancient Black Dragon—he’d unleash Star‑Cleave again and again, giving no chance to recover, until Logan was dead.
Logan had no idea Evan was scheming against him. Hearing Evan’s words, he was predictably furious; his sword trembled as he prepared to strike again. Just then, Evan’s mind moved, and the lightning in the air condensed into a massive bolt, blasting straight at Logan.
Maybe Evan underestimated his opponent—his lightning strike, usually dead-on, missed this time. Logan was startled as the lightning formed and dodged at the last second; the bolt didn’t hit him squarely, but the blast of energy still sent him flying dozens of meters.
Still, Logan was briefly numbed. Evan flashed forward, left hand unleashing Star‑Cleave. Logan, though numb, managed to block with his sword in a desperate, life-or-death moment.
Logan’s sword swing was rushed and weak; Evan’s attack shattered it completely, and half the force of Star‑Cleave landed on Logan. With a thunderous crash, Logan was blasted hundreds of meters away, while Evan only flew back a few dozen meters, his arm limp and powerless as he watched Logan’s condition from afar.
Evan had thought the lightning would be enough to seriously injure or kill Logan, but he hadn’t expected such a sharp reaction. Logan, meanwhile, was a complete mess—his body drenched in blood, more than ten bone-deep wounds, some so severe that even his internal organs were visible. The pain forced a cry from his lips.
But his face only grew more twisted and vicious. He immediately pulled a golden pill from his storage ring and swallowed it—his wounds began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Evan was shocked; he’d never seen such a miraculous pill and had no idea what grade it might be.
“Kid, you actually made me take you seriously. You can even attack with lightning—and so silently, too. I almost got hit, but you only get one shot. I’m done playing hide-and-seek. Now I’ll show you my strongest immortal sword art!” Logan declared.
Evan’s heart skipped a beat—this so-called ‘immortal sword art’ had to be as terrifying as Luna’s Immortal-Slaying Sword Array. If Logan unleashed it, Evan might actually get killed. Without hesitation, he tried to teleport away; there was no way he’d be dumb enough to take it head-on.
Logan’s cultivation had dropped, but his experience far outstripped Evan’s—at the Immortal Lord level, he saw through Evan’s escape attempt at a glance. “You think you can run from me?” he sneered.
Suddenly, Evan felt a crushing pressure all around him—Logan had deployed a spatial domain. If it was another Dark Abyss Domain like Draxon’s, Evan knew he’d be finished.
But this was the time to stay calm—only by keeping cool could he handle the crisis. Evan quickly extended his god-sense to probe Logan’s domain. Within a few breaths, he detected a high concentration of water element: it was a Water Domain.
He rapidly tried to commune with the water element, but Logan’s domain was even more oppressive than Draxon’s. Within moments, Evan felt like he was carrying ten thousand jin—barely able to breathe, every move a struggle.
Still, he managed to resonate with the water element, and the pressure eased—but only partially, just enough to barely withstand it. Evan was shocked; he hadn’t expected Logan to be using a Double Domain. In the Netherworld, Human King Zander Xiang’s Double Domain was already terrifying.
So Evan reached out to sense another element. But Logan had no intention of letting him escape; he sneered, “In my Triple Spatial Domain, you really think you have a chance to survive? Die!” His sword blossomed with several sword‑flowers, slashing straight at Evan.