Now, Evan's speed was faster than ever, his body streaking through the air like a meteor, flashing straight toward the Old Ancestor whose physical body had been destroyed. This sudden change was something neither of the two had expected at all.
Evan was trapped inside the space domain. The two Old Ancestors thought it was impossible for him to escape—especially since the one wielding the space domain was already a Heavenly God Realm powerhouse. In their minds, Evan was as good as dead, but this sudden reversal caught them completely off guard.
Evan swung the Frostbane Divine Sword in his hand, unleashing a lightning-fast Star-Cleave. It was both sudden and swift—a sneak attack that left the Old Ancestor whose body had been destroyed with no chance to dodge, taking the full brunt of the blow.
The Nether Core had absolutely no defense. The power of the Frostbane Divine Sword split it cleanly in two, killing the Old Ancestor right in front of the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor—a brutal, open slap in the face.
Even in his wildest dreams, the Old Ancestor whose body was destroyed never imagined Evan would break through the space domain and kill him outright. Regret came too late—his death was already a fact.
After killing his enemy, Evan’s figure flashed again, appearing before the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor. He declared, “No one I decide to kill can escape. Today, you’re no exception. Heavenly Gods are strong, sure, but I’m not afraid. Come on—let’s have a real battle between true powerhouses right here in the sky.”
"Kid, how did you break open my space domain? That's supposed to be impossible! Who exactly are you?" At this moment, the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor was still hung up on how Evan had shattered his space domain.
"Space domains are nothing but decoration to me. Old man, you’re at death’s door—why so much pointless chatter? Didn’t you already figure out I’m from the Immortal Realm? Then show me your real skills, let’s see just how strong you really are!" Evan laughed.
After his breakthrough, Evan felt fully confident he could fight this opponent head-on. But to the Old Ancestor, these words were hard to stomach. "Kid, you're dead!"
The Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor unleashed a powerful strike at Evan, while Evan swung the Frostbane Divine Sword, countering with a Divine Cleave. Now that he’d mastered the technique, it felt smoother and more natural than ever.
Boom! A thunderous crash rang out in midair. Space twisted and trembled, the energy storms raging everywhere—if your strength wasn’t high enough, forget about surviving the attacks; even the shockwaves alone could kill you.
This clash ended in a deadlock—both Evan and the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor were blasted thousands of meters away. Evan only had a few shallow cuts on his body, which healed in the blink of an eye.
How could his defense be this strong? Was it because his cultivation had broken through to a higher level? This was just too unbelievable! Evan muttered to himself, still unaware he’d actually advanced to the Eighth Layer of the Starforge Body.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor now had several bone-deep wounds, fresh blood pouring out, his face turning pale. He couldn’t believe he’d actually been injured—after all, he was a Heavenly God Realm powerhouse.
Evan quickly closed in again. Now that he knew how strong his body’s defense had become, he grew even bolder. In his eyes, this so-called Heavenly God was already a dead man.
Seeing the Old Ancestor’s wounds, Evan sneered, “How does it feel, old man? Is this really the strength of the Heavenly God Realm? Pretty weak, if you ask me!”
The Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor was so enraged by Evan’s words that his face turned ashen. “Brat, don’t get cocky! Today is the day you die!”
A crushing aura surged out from his body—the true pressure of the Heavenly God Realm. Even with Evan’s cultivation now at late Immortal Emperor, he still struggled to withstand it; it was the natural reaction of the weak before the strong.
The Old Ancestor swung his longsword at Evan again, this time unleashing several sword flowers with each slash. Evan knew that every sword flower carried immense power, easily rivaling his own Divine Cleave.
But Evan wasn’t one to back down. The Frostbane Divine Sword trembled in his grip, as if its own fighting spirit had been stirred by the enemy’s powerful strike. After all, the Frostbane Divine Sword was a true divine artifact—though, for special reasons, it still couldn’t display its full power just yet.
But the dignity of a true artifact remained—the Frostbane Divine Sword seemed almost alive, instinctively radiating dazzling white light. Evan quickly poured Chaos Immortal Force into his arm.
Chaos Immortal Force at late Immortal Emperor level was more than ten times stronger than before—he finished channeling it in a split second. Instantly, a devastating attack erupted from the Frostbane Divine Sword, striking straight at the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor.
All of this happened in a flash—far faster than words could describe. A giant sword-qi phantom, tens of meters long, appeared in midair and collided head-on with the enemy’s massive sword flowers.
A deafening rumble echoed through the sky once again. Heaven and earth were in chaos—magma erupted from the ground, mountains sprang up, and the raging storms in the air instantly shattered those peaks.
Smoke and dust filled the air, blurring vision. Both fighters’ attacks landed, blasting each other thousands of meters away once more. This time, Evan was wounded—several huge gashes appeared on his body.
He couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood. “Heavenly God Realm experts really are terrifying. And this one’s just at the early stage—already at a level others can only look up to. Who knows when I’ll get the chance to break through myself?” Evan muttered to himself.
Inside, Evan’s wood element worked rapidly to heal his body. But now he realized his wounds were closing up at a speed visible to the naked eye—within just a few breaths, he was good as new, as if he’d never been hurt at all. The only thing left was a lingering ache.
This phenomenon startled him even more. Normally, such wounds would take at least half an hour to heal at full power, but now it was different. Something felt off—had he accidentally broken through to the Eighth Layer of the Starforge Body?
The Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor was also badly wounded now—several bone-deep gashes made him break out in a cold sweat, and he spat blood as well. Evan’s last strike had even carried lightning power, leaving him numb all over.
How did this brat get so much stronger? Did he really break through while inside the magma? Impossible! I’m a Heavenly God Realm powerhouse—how could I lose to a mere late Nether Emperor ant? I can’t lose, I won’t lose! the Old Ancestor roared inwardly.
Once Evan’s wounds healed, he flashed forward and appeared right in front of the Heavenly God Realm Old Ancestor. Seeing the Old Ancestor’s injuries, Evan grinned and said, “Now it’s your turn to die!”