For someone who has fought through armies, death means nothing. All Evan Chu cared about now was getting the youth’s storage ring.
Another late-stage God-King had fallen to his blade. Evan Chu found the youth’s storage ring, erased the soul imprint, and scanned its contents. He grinned—there were eighteen Immortal Tokens inside. With his earlier haul, he now had forty-five.
“Getting these tokens is almost too easy. Forty-four in just two days—only five more and I’m done, and there’s still plenty of time. I’d better fully master the fifth form,” Evan Chu muttered.
He flashed away from the blood-soaked battlefield—no point in inviting trouble. Evan Chu wasn’t strong enough to dominate outright; most of his kills came from clever tactics, unless he could unleash Absolute Cleave without restraint.
But with his current Chaos Divine Power, unleashing Absolute Cleave was out of the question—it would have to wait. After flying for half a day and seeing no one, Evan Chu landed on a blazing mountain range where the heat was intense.
Evan Chu remembered Vice Sect Master Shangguan’s warning—the Origin Worldstone held savage beasts and deadly environments like divine fire, Coldflame, and quicksand. The distant mountains blazing with fire meant this was definitely a danger zone.
His Fireshift was already at the fourth layer—even diving into divine fire wouldn’t harm him. No one else would come here, so Evan Chu could finally train in peace, working to master the fifth form of the Wind-God Sword Art.
He was sure that once he mastered this move, he wouldn’t fear God-Kings anymore—and might even dare to fight early-stage God-Emperors.
Evan Chu sped through the fiery mountains and picked the spot with the densest flames. He landed on a burning red rock and began training—rehearsing the fifth sword move in his mind as fire roared around him, making it feel like his whole body might ignite.
But none of that mattered to him. Evan Chu was fully absorbed in his training, with no time to worry about danger or anything else.
For someone who has fought through armies, death means nothing. All Evan Chu cared about now was getting the youth’s storage ring.
Another late-stage God-King had fallen to his blade. Evan Chu found the youth’s storage ring, erased the soul imprint, and scanned its contents. He grinned—there were eighteen Immortal Tokens inside. With his earlier haul, he now had forty-five.
“Getting these tokens is almost too easy. Forty-four in just two days—only five more and I’m done, and there’s still plenty of time. I’d better fully master the fifth form,” Evan Chu muttered.
He flashed away from the blood-soaked battlefield—no point in inviting trouble. Evan Chu wasn’t strong enough to dominate outright; most of his kills came from clever tactics, unless he could unleash Absolute Cleave without restraint.
But with his current Chaos Divine Power, unleashing Absolute Cleave was out of the question—it would have to wait. After flying for half a day and seeing no one, Evan Chu landed on a blazing mountain range where the heat was intense.
Evan Chu remembered Vice Sect Master Shangguan’s warning—the Origin Worldstone held savage beasts and deadly environments like divine fire, Coldflame, and quicksand. The distant mountains blazing with fire meant this was definitely a danger zone.
His Fireshift was already at the fourth layer—even diving into divine fire wouldn’t harm him. No one else would come here, so Evan Chu could finally train in peace, working to master the fifth form of the Wind-God Sword Art.
He was sure that once he mastered this move, he wouldn’t fear God-Kings anymore—and might even dare to fight early-stage God-Emperors.
Evan Chu sped through the fiery mountains and picked the spot with the densest flames. He landed on a burning red rock and began training—rehearsing the fifth sword move in his mind as fire roared around him, making it feel like his whole body might ignite.
But none of that mattered to him. Evan Chu was fully absorbed in his training, with no time to worry about danger or anything else.
Three days passed in a flash. Evan Chu finally opened his eyes and gave a wry smile. “Vice Sect Master Shangguan’s Wind-God Sword Art really is fierce. Using the fifth form burns through most of my Chaos Divine Power—I can’t afford to use it lightly.”
He took out a divine stone and began absorbing its energy. Killing that youth had cost him plenty of Divine Power, and in this place, he had to stay at one hundred percent to avoid danger. Evan Chu was sure there were God-Emperor experts lurking in here.
He had a strong hunch—Vice Sect Master Shangguan was scheming, aiming to snatch the treasures Evan Chu had won at the auction. Oddly, he hadn’t crossed paths with anyone from the Ten Great Powers.
Normally, the Ten Great Powers would be hunting him everywhere, but Evan Chu had gone into hiding as soon as he entered the Origin Worldstone—no one could track him. Running into and killing those three was pure luck; they’d handed him over forty Immortal Tokens.
Evan Chu slowly absorbed the powerful Divine Power within the divine stone. An hour slipped by unnoticed, until suddenly the mountains ahead shook violently, jolting him out of his cultivation.
Such a phenomenon was anything but ordinary. Evan Chu’s first thought was a savage beast—a fire-element beast.
If it’s a savage beast, it won’t be simple. Evan Chu gripped both swords, ready for a fight. If time allowed, he wanted to test the fifth form’s power against it.
Just then, a dragon’s roar echoed in Evan Chu’s ears. Instead of fear, he felt calm—he carried the Primordial Dragon Bloodline. In both the God Realm and Demon Realm, all dragons must bow before him, unless they’ve completely severed their ties to dragonkind.
Evan Chu knew it was a fire dragon and already had a way to handle it. Meanwhile, outside the Origin Worldstone, a sudden flash of red light made Rainbow Court Mistress Rainveil’s face change drastically.
“Mistress Rainveil, what just happened? Why do you look so pale?” the Rainbow Court master asked. His biggest worry was Evan Chu’s safety—not only because he hoped Evan would become his son-in-law, but also because Evan still carried treasures from the auction.
This was Rainbow Court—if anything happened to Evan Chu, it would mean Rainbow Court had failed in its duty. The whole God Realm would look down on them. Mistress Rainveil would never allow such a disgrace.