Evan Chu didn’t show any sign of fear. Right now, he was pondering why Vice Sect Master Shangguan insisted on throwing everyone into the Origin Worldstone to compete for Immortal Tokens. After hearing that young man’s words, he seemed to finally understand the scheme at play.
He was just a mid-stage God-Lord, and while he had the strength to kill an early-stage God-King—as everyone saw on the Duel Platform before—he definitely didn’t have the power to slay a late-stage God-King.
There were bound to be plenty of late-stage God-Kings in the Origin Worldstone, and maybe even some early- or mid-stage God-Emperors. If he ran into any of those, it would really be a dead end.
A few deaths wouldn’t shake a titan like the Skyblade Order, but Evan Chu was carrying auction treasures—each one worth a fortune. If he was killed inside the Origin Worldstone, those items would probably end up in someone else’s pocket.
Maybe the Skyblade Order’s star disciple was inside the Origin Worldstone. If Evan ran into him, it’d be almost certain death. That way, the Skyblade Order could easily get their hands on the auction treasures—snagging things that cost billions of Violet Cloud Crystals without spending a dime. Vice Sect Master Shangguan really was a schemer.
Evan was starting to think he shouldn’t have entered this Marriage Tournament at all. Maybe he’d become everyone’s public enemy. Even the two guys in front of him were tough enough—late-stage God-King strength, and he honestly wasn’t sure he could hold his own.
But now, it was too late to back out. Worst case, he could use Earthshift to dive underground and escape. Still, with these two showing up, he could at least test the Wind-God Sword Art he’d just learned. If he couldn’t use Sevenfold Absolute Cleave, having a powerful technique was still a good thing.
“Kid, hand over your Immortal Tokens and auction loot, and maybe we’ll let you live. With your mid-stage God-Lord cultivation, you’re just an ant to us. If we have to get our hands dirty, you can forget about surviving.” One of the young men sneered at Evan Chu, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
Evan glanced at him and chuckled, “If you want what I’m carrying, let’s see if you’ve got the skills. God-Kings are strong, sure, but I’m not afraid of you.”
Just then, a terrifying notion popped into his mind: what if he wielded the Snowbound Divine Sword in his left hand and the Frostbane Divine Sword in his right—using the Wind-God Sword Art with one hand and Sevenfold Absolute Cleave with the other? If he could split his focus, maybe he could seriously injure, or even kill, his opponents.
“Why are you still wasting time with him, Brother Wang? If someone else shows up, it’ll be trouble. He’s not just some random guy—you know how much he’s worth,” the other young man said.
He flashed forward, stopping just over ten meters from Evan Chu. He didn’t attack right away, but Evan could feel a powerful pressure bearing down on him—this guy was unleashing a Space Domain.
Such a cheap move made Evan Chu shake his head. Using a Space Domain against him was just asking to be humiliated. He hadn’t mastered Space Domain himself yet, but with his elemental control, it was honestly child’s play.
The moment that guy’s Space Domain appeared, Evan broke through one of the elemental layers inside. Even if he didn’t, he could still move freely. Back in Mine Tunnel No. 19, the pressure was way worse than this Space Domain—this was nothing to him.
Still, Evan had to act like he was struggling, just to set up a surprise attack. If that guy didn’t die, he’d at least lose a layer of skin.
The guy was using both Fire and Metal Domains. Evan quickly gathered those two elements together. As the seconds ticked by, the guy grinned and said, “See the difference between a God-Lord and a God-King now? Any random Space Domain can make you die a miserable death.”
Kid, I gave you a chance and you didn’t take it. Now it’s time for you to die—prepare yourself!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man’s longsword slashed toward Evan Chu. He figured Evan was totally locked down by the Space Domain and couldn’t move—just a lamb waiting for slaughter. He could already picture Evan’s head rolling.
He was already planning what he’d do with the priceless auction loot after killing Evan, and even figured he’d have to take out his partner too. Even though they were best friends, treasures like this were never meant to be shared.
Dreams are sweet, but reality is cruel. The instant he lunged forward, a massive golden sword appeared in front of him—towering, and pulsing with terrifying energy.
The sudden shift left the young man utterly stunned—he’d never faced an elemental attack this fierce before. All he could do was frantically defend against the razor-sharp sword of Metal Domain energy hurtling toward him.
At that moment, Evan Chu’s hands flashed—now gripping both the Frostbane Divine Sword and the Snowbound Divine Sword. With the Frostbane Divine Sword, he unleashed Divine Cleave; with the Snowbound Divine Sword, he erupted with the fourth form of the Wind-God Sword Art. Each form demanded six lightning-fast variations, all executed almost simultaneously.
That’s the terrifying speed the Wind-God Sword Art required—only by unleashing all six moves in unison could the fourth form truly take shape. It sounded simple, but in reality, pulling it off was insanely hard.
Yet Evan pulled it off flawlessly. He was shocked to find that just unleashing the Wind-God Sword Art burned through a full twenty percent of his Chaos Divine Power—more than Divine Cleave itself. The sheer consumption was staggering.
Two utterly different sword-qi attacks exploded from Evan’s hands, howling toward the stunned young man. The sheer force of these twin strikes was something even a late-stage God-King might never manage.
Just as the young man shattered the Metal Domain sword-qi, Evan’s Wind-God Sword Art and Sevenfold Absolute Cleave crashed down. No matter how strong he was, he stood no chance against this onslaught.
He barely blocked Divine Cleave, but the Wind-God Sword Art’s sword-qi was packed with vicious wind blades—far deadlier than anything Evan could create with mere Wind transformation.
With the Snowbound Divine Sword’s edge added in, countless wind blades ripped the young man’s body to pieces. Any technique that could drain twenty percent of Evan’s Chaos Divine Power was no joke—this was a top-ten divine art. How could a mere God-King possibly endure it?
In a single strike, Evan obliterated the young man—even his God Infant didn’t escape. The would-be hunter had thought Evan was easy prey, but he’d run into a monster instead. He never got another chance; his body was shredded to dust, leaving only the bloody mist hanging in the air as proof he’d ever existed…