“That’s right, we only submit to true strength. What qualifications do you have to make us bow our heads? If it weren’t for the Emperor Martial Domain’s Domain Lord backing you, your Frostbane Imperial Palace would’ve been wiped out long ago—no way you’d have even made it back.” another Immortal Lord said.
A slow-burning fury ignited in Evan Chu’s heart. If the tiger never shows its claws, do you really think I’m a sick cat? He immediately stood up, unleashing a suffocating pressure—true dominance. Over twenty rebellious experts instantly tensed up, nerves on edge.
“If that’s how it is, then you people have no reason to keep living in this world. Those who follow me live, those who defy me die. It’s that simple!” Evan declared coldly.
With a sudden movement, a streak of golden light flashed from Evan’s body. In just a few breaths, six Immortal Lords collapsed to the ground, each with a fist-sized hole in their chest, blood pouring out. Even their Immortal Infants were destroyed—dead beyond any hope of revival.
Of course, this was Goldwing’s handiwork. Against anyone below Immortal Emperor level, he could insta-kill them—and his speed was beyond imagination.
Six Immortal Lords dead in an instant—all of them were the ones who’d just spoken up. Their faces froze in shock, as if they didn’t even know how they died.
“In front of me, you’re all ants. If I want you dead, I just need to blink. This is just the appetizer—now you’ll see what my palace is really capable of.” Evan said, voice icy.
If he didn’t establish his authority now, it’d be almost impossible to make the rest submit. With a thought, a massive ball of flame appeared in his palm. Lynn Chu immediately backed far away—the heat from that fire made her feel like she might ignite at any moment.
Everyone recognized it as Heavenfire. With something this terrifying, if it landed on anyone, there’d only be one outcome—death. Cold sweat broke out across the crowd, and those who’d spoken rashly were already regretting it.
Even so, there were still plenty in the crowd who wanted to step forward. But after hearing that even Nolan Nangong and Jade Qin feared Evan Chu, none dared move. Now, they felt lucky—otherwise, they’d be the ones lying dead on the floor, and cold sweat soaked their backs.
With a wave of Evan Chu’s hand, Heavenfire dropped onto the six corpses. In just a few breaths, they were burned to nothing—not even bones left behind. The sheer heat stunned the crowd all over again.
“Do you want to live, or do you want to die? This is your final chance. I doubt any of you can resist here. I’ve slain Hector Vaughn and Zane Zuo—my strength is at least late-stage Immortal Emperor. Otherwise, why would Nolan Nangong and Jade Qin allow my Frostbane Imperial Palace to exist in the Immortal Realm?”
You’re all smart—reaching the Immortal Lord realm isn’t easy. What I want is absolute loyalty. And I never shortchange those who follow me. With me, your future is limitless. When the Immortal-Beast war breaks out, everyone has to fight; if you don’t join my elite army, your odds of dying go way up.
Only by joining my special legion can you hope to save your own neck—and maybe even defeat the Immortal-Beast horde. You should feel lucky for this chance.” Evan said, voice cold.
As soon as Evan finished, someone spoke up: “I’m willing to submit to Palace Lord Chu! I was blind just now—please, give me another chance!”
“Good. I like people who understand the situation—saves a lot of pointless talking. My patience is limited. If you think your pride matters more than your life, think it over. You have three breaths to decide.” Evan said.
“I’m willing to submit!” “Me too!” “Count me in!”
In an instant, ten people declared their loyalty to Evan Chu. But three others acted like martyrs, faces twisted with hatred.
Evan Chu glanced at the three and laughed. “Trying to self-destruct in front of me? You’re underestimating me. I could kill you a dozen times before you even go off. Since you won’t seize your chance, I won’t waste words. Goldwing, finish them.”
A bird cry rang out in the main hall. Instantly, golden light flashed—three chests were punched through, just like the first six. Death was identical.
Evan Chu used Heavenfire again, burning the three corpses to ash. The crowd was shaken to their core—slaying Immortal Lords looked easier than killing chickens. Fear of Evan Chu grew in everyone’s heart.
“Alright, I trust no one’s thinking of leaving now. I don’t kill at random—only those who deserve it. Anyone who dares disrespect this Palace Lord is courting death. Now, let’s talk about forming the special army.” Evan said.
Evan Chu sat back down in the main hall and glanced at Blazefire Immortal Lord. “Blazefire, how many Immortal Lords and Ninth-Heaven Arch-Immortals haven’t joined yet? If anyone refuses, kill them—I won’t tolerate cowards in my domain.”
“Boss, nearly all the Immortal Lords are here. Only a few might be in seclusion or still on the road. The Ninth-Heaven Arch-Immortal experts are gathered at Coldshroud Imperial Palace. The two Immortal Emperors you spared last time are handling them as a show of loyalty.” Blazefire Immortal Lord replied.
“Good. I didn’t gather everyone here just to make trouble or show off. This is a true war legion—unstoppable on the battlefield, feared by all enemies. It’s also a secret force.
There are about two hundred years until the Immortal-Beast war. For the first 150 years, everyone will go into closed-door cultivation; the last 50 years are for special training—teamwork, coordination, and battlefield tactics. When the time comes, you’ll kill enemies with maximum power.
At the same time, you’ll keep casualties to a minimum. That takes real practice. I want everyone to reach the point where a gesture or a glance is enough to understand each other.
Only then can you unleash true strength—one against ten, not a scattered mess with no teamwork.
Soon, the Second and Third Elders will distribute everything you need for seclusion—Immortal Stones, daily supplies, all of it. Those who follow me are brothers, and for my brothers, I’ll risk everything!” Evan shouted.
His words instantly ignited the crowd’s fighting spirit. Respect for Evan Chu welled up from their hearts. “We’re willing to charge through boiling cauldrons and raging flames for our Palace Lord!” they shouted in unison.
The main hall erupted with fervor. Seeing this, Evan Chu was thoroughly satisfied.
Afterward, everyone left for their own quarters. The Second and Third Elders retrieved supplies from the treasury for distribution. Only Blazefire Immortal Lord, Evan Chu, Lynn Chu, and Goldwing—now a golden songbird—remained in the hall.