Just as Desmond Mansfield had predicted, the 1.3-million-strong Frostbane Grand Army was nowhere near as easy to command as one might imagine. When it came time to attack Dragon-Chen Hall, hesitation ran rampant—especially when old comrades like Lord Thunder and Black Haze were standing at the front of the enemy ranks. Instantly, many of the top officers in charge lost all sense of direction.
They had long wondered: why had Frostbane Dynasty’s strongest ace legions suddenly become rebels? Why were all seven legions mobilized, yet not a single Throne was leading them? And why were they commanded by completely unfamiliar Holy Emperor-realm powerhouses?
What’s more, an even bigger doubt lingered: wasn’t this kind of chaotic, unplanned attack just sending them to their deaths?! Everyone could see it—this kind of suicide charge wasn’t taking advantage of any opportunity. The enemy had let all 1.3 million of them approach the Flowing-Light Base Star-Region’s defensive array without resistance.
Think about it: to get this close without a scratch, with no ambushes at all, was just too strange! What did it mean? It meant the enemy didn’t actually want to kill them!
That’s right—people who’ve reached this level of cultivation might differ in talent and potential, but none of them are idiots, right? How could they not understand such a basic truth?
But knowing it individually is one thing; guessing it together is another; and actually deciding what to do is something else entirely!
On the surface, the supreme commanders had already given the order to attack. What were they supposed to do—resist? Get executed as traitors, all together?
That was absolutely out of the question! But what, were they really supposed to attack Dragon-Chen Hall’s side? Success aside, if the enemy fought back, they’d be nothing but cannon fodder! Dragon-Chen’s name is legendary—absolutely filled with elite talent. Even if all seven Thrones gathered, none would dare brag about being able to defeat Evan Chu.
After all, Evan Chu today is truly not the same as he once was!
So, with just a moment’s hesitation, the two Holy Emperor-realm supreme commanders immediately flew into a rage! With a wave of their hand, four peak late-stage Saint Lord deputy generals were executed on the spot. Everyone who witnessed it was furious but dared not speak out!
“Hmph! Any who delay the attack—kill without mercy! Any who disobey orders—kill without mercy! Now, by imperial command, you are all to attack the Flowing-Light Dynasty with everything you’ve got! The first to break through will be handsomely rewarded!”
Under such overwhelming pressure, sure enough, some people started to stir.
But no one noticed—in the very moment that the Holy Emperor gave the order, two ghostly figures had already slipped inside. Not even the divine sense of a Holy Emperor could detect them!
Inside the Flowing-Light Star-Region, a burst of radiance flashed—3,600 cultivators appeared together in the central plaza of the Flowing-Light Hall. The sight was shocking, and standing at the very front, Evan Chu was even more striking!
“Is it over?” Desmond Mansfield’s voice was trembling—everything before his eyes was simply unimaginable!
Three thousand Saint Venerables—three thousand, all at once! Most were only at early Saint Venerable Realm, but dozens had reached peak late-stage Saint Venerable. Their auras were fierce, and in front of these three thousand, there were another six hundred who had already been powerhouses. Their cultivation realms hadn’t advanced much, but the Stellar Power they radiated was now truly immense.
It was clear—those powerful stars had boosted the fighting strength of those who were already Holy Emperors or peak Saint Venerables by several levels.
Dragon-Chen’s side was fine—their foundation was weaker, so their gains were good. But the biggest benefits went to the Wan-Xiong Legion and the Flowing-Light Dynasty. Both had strong foundations and plenty of experts, so now that everyone was gathered together, their momentum was impressive.
Of course, no matter which faction, everyone was now branded with the name Dragon-Chen. Even Night Wuming didn’t dare call himself ‘this Emperor’ in front of Evan Chu anymore, and the name Flowing-Light Dynasty gradually faded away. People now spoke of the Flowing-Light Legion and the Flowing-Light Star-Region. Instead, the name Dragon-Chen grew ever brighter, stamped into every heart.
“Yeah! It’s over. Looks like things are about to kick off over there.” Evan Chu raised his eyebrows, a surge of heat and fighting spirit welling up inside.
“That’s right, but the situation isn’t exactly optimistic. Here’s what’s going on.”
Desmond Mansfield gave Evan Chu a rough rundown of the situation. Evan just nodded simply. “Mm. If that’s all, it’s nothing serious. Lena Lin and Lydia Hong have already undergone a qualitative transformation. With those two, we can rest easy.”
Besides, I trust Violet Thunder’s abilities. These 1.3 million troops are a gift from the Frostbane Dynasty to us.”
Evan Chu smiled. Violet Thunder instantly understood, then headed out with Black Haze. Before they moved, two ghostly figures had already blended fully into the Frostbane Dynasty’s vanguard. And, right on cue, Horace Hong, the branch master of Star-Treasure Pavilion’s Phantom-Sword Star-Region, arrived by starship.
Thanks to Evan Chu, Horace Hong’s rank in Star-Treasure Pavilion had shot up three levels. Now he was all smiles, positively delighted. As soon as he learned Evan needed something, he agreed right away!
Spreading a message across Star-Treasure Pavilion was no trouble at all. Besides, the East-Star Prefecture Master had already ordered: as long as it’s not out in the open, they could secretly give Evan Chu their full support!
“Attack!”
On the Frostbane side, two black-robed Holy Emperors gave the final order to attack. But just as they spoke, both felt a sudden chill behind them.
“Not good! There’s killing intent!”
“Assassins!” These two were elite survivors chosen from millions, with more brushes with death than hot meals. Yet now, a sudden sense of powerlessness came over them—the icy killing intent seemed to reach them only after they were already dead!
“Too late!”
“Die!”
Lena Lin and Lydia Hong’s stunning faces broke into smiles. Two early-stage Holy Emperors were killed then and there—it was all so bizarre. The entire 1.3-million-strong army was left dumbfounded. What was happening? In broad daylight—had they run into ghosts?!
A closer look showed Lena Lin was now at Half-Step Holy Emperor Realm, while Lydia Hong was a true early-stage Holy Emperor. Neither had expected that their first move after the stellar baptism would go so smoothly—one strike killed an early-stage Holy Emperor, soul and body alike, without even a chance to unleash a Holy Emperor Avatar!
Even they couldn’t help but feel afraid—the moment Evan Chu fused those Ghostshadow Kill-Stars into their bodies was truly terrifying!
Ghostshadow Kill-Star is a specialized assassin’s star cultivated by Star-Treasure Pavilion, containing powerful assassination arts and cultivation insights. Ordinary people aren’t even qualified to train with it. And this time, the East-Star Prefecture Master didn’t just gift them a treasure—he gave Ghostshadow Kill-Stars so high-grade they’re nearly Star-List level!
Hundreds of peak Holy Emperor assassin supremes poured their assassination insights, ultimate techniques, soul imprints, and inheritances into a Star Crystal. Only after the Star Crystal evolved into a true star did it become a Ghostshadow Kill-Star. And only Star-Treasure Pavilion has the means to create such stars.
Now, ten ultra-high-grade Ghostshadow Kill-Stars had just been delivered to Evan Chu by the East-Star Prefecture Master. Seeing this result, even Evan Chu himself couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.