"Are you all scared?"
Evan Chu glanced at the four people behind him and suddenly asked in a low voice.
Though clearly tense, the four still forced themselves to say, "N-no... not scared!"
"That's right—if you're scared, you've already lost!"
"Good! Since we're not afraid, then let's kill!"
Clang! A crisp metallic crash rang out as Evan Chu drew the Desolate Dragon Saber and slammed it into the ground. Instantly, a heavy primordial aura erupted together with golden light. A dragon pearl the size of a goose egg appeared at Evan's brow, unleashing a surge of terrifying Primordial Dragon Bloodline power.
The Desolate Dragon Saber needed the Primordial Dragon Bloodline to be activated, and once awakened, Evan Chu could channel his mighty Stellar Power through it. At this moment, even the five Saint Lord experts hovering above grew wary of the force he unleashed.
"Courting death, are you? I'll handle this! You're just Saint-realm ants—how dare you act arrogant before me? Seeking death!"
A Saint Lord from Blazefire Sect, at early stage, stepped forward and brandished a purple flag, channeling Stellar Power as he charged at Evan Chu.
Evan Chu's lips curled into a contemptuous smile. "You? Still too weak..."
Wielding the Dragon Saber to cleave heaven and earth—never once fearing blood-soaked battle!
"Asura Tyrant Saber Art—Instant Execution!"
The golden radiance of Evan Chu's Dragon Saber doubled in size. Strike the king to break the siege—if he wanted to shatter the encirclement of thousands of Saints, he had to cut down their leaders first!
The saber's edge cut with unstoppable force, whistling through the air. The instant it collided with the Saint Lord, a violent energy storm exploded!
Boom! The Saint Lord's face twisted with terror. How could a mere Saint-realm 'ant' erupt with such terrifying power?
He had no idea—even if Mad-Blade Li fought with early or even late Saint Lord power, he still wouldn't be Evan Chu's match, let alone someone weaker than Mad-Blade!
This Saint Lord met a miserable end—charging in first without a second thought. The moment fear rose in his heart, Evan Chu's saber cut him down, and the Moon–Sun Godpupils followed up, annihilating his soul!
Slaying a Saint Lord in a single stroke stunned everyone present. What was going on? Weren't we supposed to be the hunters—so how did it suddenly feel like a wolf among sheep?
"What are you standing around for? Kill!"
Evan Chu let out a long howl at his stunned teammates, snapping the four back to their senses in an instant.
Evan Chu surged forward, closing in on the two Saint Lords from Northstar Sect and Southern Star Sect. The pair froze in shock—Evan’s tyrant saber was so fearsome, it shattered their will to fight, even with thousands of allies at their backs.
"Not good—fall back!"
"This kid is no ordinary opponent!"
But would Evan Chu give them time to retreat? That was just wishful thinking.
"Asura Tyrant Saber Art—No Mercy!"
Evan had only just begun to cultivate the Asura Tyrant Saber Art, with little mastery and just two moves. But even those two were enough to rip the enemy ranks apart—the shockwave didn’t kill the two Saint Lords fleeing, but it hammered them with serious injuries in an instant.
At the same time, the surrounding Saint-realm soldiers suffered heavy casualties—over a hundred were killed or wounded in a single exchange.
"Too terrifying..."
"Who is this guy, anyway?"
Not just Evan’s enemies—even his four teammates behind him were rattled. They looked at each other, secretly relieved: with Evan here, they didn’t need to lift a finger—he could wipe out every last enemy by himself!
"Quit panicking! Why are we running? There’s four of us—what, we’re scared of him now?"
"Just team up and cut him down! The other four are dead weight—nothing to worry about!"
A Saint Lord from the Blood Demon Clan roared, snapping everyone out of it. Right—no matter how strong Evan looked, he was just peak late-stage Saint. Even if he was monstrous, could he really flip the heavens? Four Saint Lords and thousands of Saints attacking at once—he’d be crushed!
The three sects and Bloodshadow Berserker Lion Clan reacted, unleashing their strongest martial arts—all targeting Evan Chu.
Evan Chu stepped into the void, laughing loudly. "Ha! You want to kill me? Maybe someone could—but it’s definitely not you! My Dragon Saber hasn’t tasted blood in ages. Today, it’ll feast, and you should count yourselves lucky!"
Evan Chu showed no fear, facing the encirclement of four Saint Lords. He howled at the sky: "Come forth!"
Roar—shriek! A beast's roar shook the air, joined by a piercing cry. Instantly, the massive forms of the Golden-Winged God Roc and Bloodshadow Berserker Lion appeared.
"Ha! Finally, you’ve come!"
"So this is the Star-River Dominion?"
"These people don’t seem all that strong."
"Enough chatter—kill with me! Leave no one alive!"
Evan Chu roared. Old Goldwing and Shadow unfurled their massive wings, blocking out the sun. The moment Shadow landed, he crushed ten Saints beneath him and gulped down three more.
"Not bad! Ha! Boss, you and Old Goldwing take those two old geezers—leave the other two to me and Goldwing!"
"Cut the crap! Stop calling me Goldwing!" Old Goldwing snapped, exasperated—Shadow was getting way too cheeky lately.
Annoyed but swift, Old Goldwing darted through the enemy ranks—dozens of Saints died instantly, wiped out without a trace.
But even as he grumbled, Old Goldwing dove into the fray—dozens of Saints died in a blur, wiped out without a trace.
"Don't be afraid! We have numbers—attack together and kill him!"
Evan Chu was delighted. Perfect! As long as you fight me, I won't have to chase you down!
"Don’t lose your nerve! There’s more of us—attack together and take him down!"
Evan Chu grinned wide. Perfect! If you’ve got the guts to fight me head-on, it saves me the trouble of chasing you down!
"What is that? A Saint Emperor avatar? No—impossible! Even a Saint Emperor can only have one. How can there be nine?!"
"Doesn't matter! Today, it's either him or us—kill!"
Nine elemental avatars burst forth at once. The sight alone drove the sects’ and Blood Demon Clan’s Saint-realm soldiers to utter despair.
At the same time, the Blood-stained Demon Star within Evan's Chaos World resonated with his Dragon Saber—their bloodthirst matched perfectly. In that instant, the stellar power Evan commanded was truly terrifying.
"Who the hell has nine of those? Even a Saint Emperor only gets one!"
Evan Chu darted through the army, weaving in and out seven times in a blink. Now, drenched in blood, he resembled a demon god incarnate. Even a mere glance filled his foes with dread—let alone facing his blade, which seemed capable of cleaving the heavens!
Boom!
Evan Chu’s saber flashed with all his might, splitting a rift through the star domain. The four Saint Lords exploded—bodies and souls obliterated on the spot...