Evan Chu watched as the youth died right before his eyes, feeling a surge of shock in his heart. He hadn’t expected the Wind-God Sword Art to be so overwhelmingly powerful—it seemed even fiercer than Divine Cleave! This fact was almost unbelievable to him. Maybe from now on, the Wind-God Sword Art would become his go-to technique in battle.
At that moment, the other youth stared at Evan Chu as if he were some kind of monster. A late-stage God-King, slain in a single move by a mere mid-stage God-Lord ant—this was simply unimaginable! No one could accept such a reality so quickly, yet here it was, happening right in front of his face.
Still reeling in terror, the youth felt the urge to run, but his body wouldn’t obey. The so-called ant before him now seemed like a demon, scaring him so badly his limbs went weak.
Evan Chu flashed in front of the youth and said coldly, "Weren’t you all just trying to take my life? Regretting it now, are you? Hand over your Immortal Tokens and I might let you live. Otherwise, you’ll end up just like your friend. Don’t test my patience—I hope you understand exactly what I mean."
Evan Chu’s voice rang in the youth’s ears like a death sentence, sending chills down his spine. Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and his face turned pale. "Who… who are you? How could you possibly have the power to kill a late-stage God-King?"
"Looks like you’re still not listening. I told you to hand over the tokens, but you’re just stalling for time. Guess I’ll have to send you to join your friend—hope he hasn’t gone too far yet!" Evan Chu sneered wickedly.
"You only killed him because he was careless! He never dreamed you could break through his Space Domain. I don’t believe you can beat me. Die!" the youth suddenly spat out, his words filled with vicious bravado.
Deep down, he knew that even if he handed his tokens over to this mysterious youth, he’d still be killed. So, he might as well gamble everything—maybe there was still a chance to survive.
"Stubborn fool, then go die!" Evan Chu roared. The fire element he’d prepared instantly erupted before the youth. Right now, Evan’s Fireshift had reached the fourth layer—the only transformation in his Ninefold Stellar Transformation to hit the fourth stage. He could wield divine fire with ease now.
Suddenly surrounded by divine fire, the youth was caught completely off guard. Divine fire was powerful, but it could only kill cultivators below the God-Lord realm. To slay a late-stage God-King, Evan would have to reach that realm himself.
But the feeling of being burned alive wasn’t pleasant at all. The youth had no choice but to raise an energy barrier to block the scorching heat of the divine fire. He never imagined this youth had such bizarre attacks—Evan Chu was simply too terrifying.
Meanwhile, Evan Chu split his focus, using both hands to unleash two completely different techniques at once. These were top-ten ranked divine arts in the God Realm, their power immense as they struck at the youth with lightning speed.
The youth hurriedly slashed out with his sword, but the attack was only at seventy percent strength—he had to defend against the divine fire while launching his own technique. Not everyone could split their focus like this; the pain from the fire weakened his skill, making his sword strike much less effective.
The powerful sword-qi from the youth’s attack collided head-on with Evan Chu’s Divine Cleave. The two attacks were nearly equal in strength—Evan’s technique was stronger, but his realm was much lower, and the opponent wasn’t even fighting at full power. It was a deadlock.
But Evan Chu still had his true killing move—the fourth form of the Wind-God Sword Art struck in an instant. Each form unleashed six sword variations; countless sword-qi wind blades tore straight through the youth’s hastily rebuilt energy barrier and slashed into his flesh.
Agonized screams like a pig being butchered burst from the youth’s mouth as strips of muscle were sliced off his body, cruelly and mercilessly. Evan Chu hadn’t expected the Wind-God Sword Art to be so terrifying—once again, he killed his opponent in a single exchange, not even giving the God Infant a chance to escape.
Two moves, two late-stage God-Kings slain—this was an incredible achievement for Evan Chu. If word of this got out in the God Realm, it would cause a huge uproar. No one had ever seen such a heaven-defying talent before. Any sect that managed to recruit him would have limitless prospects.
After checking his internal condition, Evan Chu found that he’d burned through almost fifty percent of his Chaos Divine Power. At his current realm, he could only safely dual-wield Divine Cleave and the fourth Wind-God Sword Art form four more times.
While killing the youth, Evan Chu had kept an eye on the storage ring on the youth’s finger—he needed the Immortal Tokens inside. The ring landed about ten meters away from him, unharmed by the Wind-God Sword Art. That was a relief, since the first slain youth’s ring had vanished in the chaos.
He picked it up and checked it over, finding a divine sense imprint blocking access. Evan Chu was used to this sort of thing—after a few breaths, he erased the imprint, making the storage ring ownerless once again.
Inside the storage ring, there were only a bit over twenty Immortal Tokens—far less than the two youths had bragged about. Maybe together they’d have reached the threshold. Evan Chu quickly transferred the twenty-plus tokens into his Coiling-Dragon Ring.
There wasn’t much else of value in the youth’s ring: some low-grade pills and God Stones, and a handful of medium and high-grade Violet Cloud Crystals. This kid was probably from a small sect or a declining clan.
Still, the storage ring itself was a supreme-grade artifact, with a huge internal space—much bigger than the one Evan Chu usually used. It’d be handy for carrying other items.
Evan Chu used his divine sense to scan the area, confirming that no one—or any beasts—were within several dozen miles. Only then did he relax. He definitely didn’t want anyone outside to learn what had just happened; if word got out, the consequences would be dire.
"Time to find a place to restore my Chaos Divine Power. Right now, I’ve only got twenty-seven tokens, and I still need twenty-three more. Getting that many in just ten days is going to be tough." Evan Chu muttered to himself, feeling a wave of helplessness.
He flew up to a mountaintop, found a big stone, and sat down cross-legged, taking out two supreme-grade God Stones to absorb their energy. Splitting his focus had another perk: his absorption speed doubled. If anyone else tried to absorb energy like Evan Chu, their meridians would probably rupture.
But Evan Chu’s physique was far beyond ordinary. His eighth-layer Starforge Body had tempered his meridians to be as tough as metal and stone. After a day, he finished his recovery completely.
Less than half an incense stick after Evan Chu finished restoring his Chaos Divine Power, he heard the sound of someone cutting through the air overhead. He knew more Immortal Tokens were about to deliver themselves right to his door…