Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP!

Chapter 435: One Fatal Mistake

If the Jade Pavilion fell, then one of the key points that maintained the heavenly array surrounding the Eternal Jade territory would be destroyed, creating flaws. And if the entire Eternal Heavenly Array collapsed, then larger gaps would be created in the Eternal Jade Heaven Immortal Realm itself, allowing far stronger presences to slither in. This could not be permitted at this juncture!

"I'll handle it," Azmodeus said, his tone calm but commanding. "Hold this position."

Anna nodded, her eyes fierce. "Don't take too long."

Azmodeus surged forward, his body blurring as he activated his movement technique. The air rippled around him as he crossed the battlefield in an instant, landing amidst the group of attackers. They turned to face him, their expressions a mixture of surprise and malice.

"An Immortal Emperor Realm cultivator?" one sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "You should have stayed out of this."

Azmodeus didn't respond. He raised his blade, its edge glowing with a radiant golden light, and unleashed a single slash. The cultivators barely had time to react before a crescent of energy tore through them, scattering their bodies like leaves in a storm.

The remaining cultivators hesitated, their confidence shaken. Azmodeus stepped forward, his aura pressing down on them like a mountain.

"Leave now," he said, his voice cold. "Or stay and die."

One of the stronger cultivators, a burly man wreathed in black flames, stepped forward, his expression twisted in a sneer. "You think we're afraid of you? Let's see how you handle this, you weak Eternal Jade cultivator!"

The man's aura surged as he launched a massive wave of dark fire toward Azmodeus. The flames roared, consuming everything in their path, but Azmodeus didn't flinch. He raised his hand, a shimmering barrier of golden light forming before him. The flames crashed against it, dissipating harmlessly.

"Pathetic," Azmodeus said, his voice dripping with disdain.

He moved faster than the eye could follow, his blade piercing the burly man's chest in a single, fluid motion. The man gasped, his eyes wide with shock as Azmodeus withdrew his weapon and let him fall.

The remaining cultivators scattered, their morale broken. Azmodeus turned his attention to the Jade Heart Array, channeling his energy to stabilize the flickering runes. The formation pulsed with renewed strength, its light spreading outward to reinforce the pavilion's defenses.

"Azmodeus!" Zara's voice rang out, filled with urgency. "Behind you!"

He spun just in time to block an attack from a masked cultivator who radiated the power of the Grade 9 Immortal God Realm. Their blades clashed, sending a shockwave that rippled through the air.

"You're impressive," the masked man said, his voice low and gravelly. "But you're not invincible."

Azmodeus didn't reply. He pushed back against the man's blade, forcing him to retreat, and then followed up with a flurry of precise strikes. The masked cultivator met each one with equal skill, their duel creating a storm of energy that drew the attention of the surrounding combatants, including the Vice Headmaster.

The man's movements were erratic, his attacks infused with the chaotic energy of the Nine Evil Yin. Azmodeus recognized the technique from Academy scriptures pertaining to foreign entities—it was designed to overwhelm opponents with unpredictable patterns. But he was no ordinary opponent. His mind worked like a machine, analyzing the man's movements and predicting his next strikes with uncanny accuracy.

"You rely too much on chaos," Azmodeus said, his voice calm. "But chaos is meaningless in the face of precision."

He feinted left, drawing the man's guard, and then struck right, his blade slicing through the man's shoulder. The cultivator roared in pain, his aura flaring as he unleashed a desperate attack. Azmodeus sidestepped it effortlessly, delivering a final blow that sent the man crashing to the ground.

The masked cultivator coughed, blood staining his lips as he glared up at Azmodeus. "You… won't win. The Nine Evil Yin Sovereign… cannot be stopped."

Azmodeus's expression was unreadable as he raised his blade. "We'll see."

With a swift motion, he ended the man's life, his body disintegrating into ash.

Meanwhile, higher above the Pavilion.

Ming Chao and the other Half-Step Immortal Transcendent figures were locked in a brutal battle against the leader of the Nine Evil Yin cultivators dispatched to this location. The pavilion shook with each exchange, the air thick with the clash of divine and forbidden energies. Despite their combined strength, the enemy leader held his ground, his power far surpassing that of his subordinates.

Azmodeus watched from a distance, his mind racing. He couldn't intervene yet—not while the battlefield was still littered with threats. His focus turned to another surge of dark energy as three more Grade 9 Immortal God Realm cultivators descended upon him, their auras radiating malevolence.

"Three against one," one of them sneered, a woman with serpentine eyes and a whip that crackled with black lightning. "Let's see how long you last."

Azmodeus's lips curved into a faint smile. "Longer than you, I imagine."

The three attacked simultaneously, their combined power shaking the ground beneath them. Azmodeus met their assault head-on, his blade dancing as he deflected strikes from all directions. The woman's whip lashed out, its lightning snaking toward him, but he caught it on the edge of his blade, severing it with a single strike.

The second cultivator, a gaunt man wielding twin daggers, darted in from the side, aiming for Azmodeus's blind spot. But Azmodeus anticipated the move, pivoting to intercept the attack and sending the man flying with a well-placed kick. Discover more stories at mvl

The third, a hulking brute armed with a massive hammer, roared as he brought his weapon down in a devastating arc. Azmodeus sidestepped the blow, the hammer smashing into the ground with enough force to create a crater. Before the brute could recover, Azmodeus delivered a series of rapid strikes, cutting through the man's defenses and forcing him to retreat.

"You're out of your league," Azmodeus said, his voice like ice. "Surrender while you still can."

The three cultivators exchanged glances, their confidence wavering. But before they could respond, a new wave of Nine Evil Yin reinforcements arrived from cracks in the sky, their numbers threatening to overwhelm the defenders.

Azmodeus's aura flared, his power surging as he prepared to face the next wave. Around him, the Eternal Jade Sect's defenders rallied, their determination unwavering despite the odds.

The battle was far from over, but Azmodeus knew one thing for certain.

He wouldn't stop until the Nine Evil Yin Immortal Realm was defeated and all loot was his.

And they would learn, as many before them had, that underestimating him and his greed for greater benefits was a fatal mistake…

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