Chapter Ninety-Six: Strike Down the First

“One, two, three... six, seven — seven, huh? Still within manageable limits!” Yin Seventeen hurriedly stepped back after carefully sizing up the returning Evil God warriors.

Among this group, only two were slightly stronger than him, roughly mid-level Silver rank; the other five were merely lower Silver rank.

However, within this divine realm, his power was suppressed.

Moreover, the enemy greatly outnumbered him. Two fists could not match four hands. Staying put would mean being attacked from both front and rear. It was safer to fight while retreating, keeping all enemies directly in front of him.

“Kid, don’t run!”

One mid-level Silver Evil God warrior broke away from his companions and chased after Yin Seventeen in haste.

“You’re the first one!”

Yin Seventeen glared at his pursuer while retreating, gathering his small cosmic energy into a hand blade.

“Sword Net.”

Back and forth, horizontal and vertical strikes... he unleashed dozens of hand blade cuts in rapid succession.

With sword energies crisscrossing in silver lines, they instantly formed a vast silver net, drifting toward the pursuing enemies.

“You think such a move can stop me? You really underestimate me!” the lead Evil God warrior sneered, throwing a powerful punch forward.

“Dark Sun Fist!”

A scorching heat wave accompanied his attack as his small cosmic energy transformed into a pitch-black orb, colliding against the soft silver net.

Whoosh!

The orb passed through the net effortlessly, without a trace of smoke or fire.

“Hmph! Just a bluff! You scared me for nothing!”

The lead mid-level Silver Evil God warrior breathed a secret sigh of relief.

At the same moment, the delicate silver net floated toward him.

Though called a “Sword Net,” it was actually a dense attack composed of countless sword energies, not a physical net affected by air resistance.

Though it appeared light and ethereal, its speed was comparable to ordinary sword energies — swift and relentless.

The black orb had just passed through the net, and within a mere instant, the net arrived before the lead warrior.

Seeing the net seemed like a mere illusion with no offensive power, he prepared to stride confidently through it.

Suddenly, a startled shout came from behind.

“Watch out! That net is rigged!”

The black orb that had just passed through the silver net abruptly shattered into countless small, square energy fragments!

“What?!”

The lead Evil God warrior’s face drained of color. He tried to dodge the silver net, but it was too late.

His speed was already inferior, and suppressed by the divine realm, Yin Seventeen had known from the start that a single sword energy strike would be easy to evade, so he deliberately used a wide-area attack to reduce the chance of being dodged.

Seeing no escape from any direction, the lead warrior tried to retreat, but having given full speed in pursuit, suddenly reversing course was impossible.

Overwhelmed by inertia, he could only cross his arms defensively in front of him, pouring all his small cosmic energy into them, hoping to counter the net’s destructive force.

Whoosh!

Under the tense gazes of the other Evil God warriors, the silver net floated lightly through his body.

However, after being neutralized by his cosmic energy, the net dimmed considerably and shattered into nothingness shortly after passing through him.

“Ha ha ha —”

“I’m not dead, I’m not—”

Thinking he had escaped, the lead warrior laughed heartily, but his laughter abruptly ceased.

Crossing his body were neat, intersecting bloodstains.

Suddenly—

Bang!

His entire body exploded, breaking apart into a pile of small, square chunks of flesh.

Witnessing such a horrifying death, the remaining Evil God warriors were terrified beyond measure, unwilling to advance another step.

After all, they were merely ordinary men suddenly gifted by the gods; their temperaments paled in comparison to the Saint Warriors who had kindled their small cosmos through rigorous training.

Yin Seventeen shook his head, took advantage of the moment, and vanished into the dense forest.

“A bunch of incompetents!”

Only one mid-level Silver Evil God warrior remained — the strongest among them. Seeing everyone hesitate in fear, he was nearly bursting with rage.

He stepped forward, pointing at the others and shouting curses.

“What are you afraid of? No matter how formidable he is, he’s only one man! If he could fight all of us at once, would he need to run?”

At his words, the others’ expressions improved.

“Get moving and chase him down! If Lord God of Light punishes us, can you bear that responsibility?” As the strongest, he naturally assumed command.

Yet, he was cunning enough to avoid repeating the fatal mistake of their fallen comrade; he held back some strength, ready for any sudden developments.

Soon, the six resumed pursuit and caught up with Yin Seventeen’s pace.

More precisely, Yin Seventeen had allowed them to catch up deliberately.

After all, if he truly wanted to escape, the earlier opportunity would have sufficed to break free from the divine realm.

“Spread out and surround him!” the strongest Evil God warrior commanded loudly.

The others dispersed, preparing to encircle Yin Seventeen from both sides.

“Foolish beyond belief!”

Seeing this, Yin Seventeen gathered his small cosmic energy in his right hand and sneered as he charged toward the three on his right.

Of the six pursuers, aside from the mid-level Silver warrior at the rear, he feared none.

If they stayed clustered, it would be difficult to strike. But divided, he could pick them off one by one.

“A perfect opportunity! He’s coming right at us!”

The three Evil God warriors on the right rejoiced.

They feared battle less than the opponent’s evasion and hide-and-seek in the forest.

Just delaying him a little longer until their strongest comrade arrived would seal the outcome.

“Solar Flare Fist!”

“Solar Flare Fist!”

“Solar Flare Fist!”

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