WHOOSH!
The jet-black shadow blade pierced like a sharp arrow, pressing down through the night sky towards Su Mo on the ground.
While observing the ugly state of the god-groups was enjoyable, clashing with a hero worthy of a fight was even more gratifying to the evil god's heart.
Without a word, Azi Dahaka launched his attack.
"Is this all you've got?" The golden long spear twirled in a beautiful flourish, its spearmanship, which had reached the depths of the divine domain, almost abyssal, swept lightly.
Relying solely on pure martial arts, he casually sliced the planet-covering shadow blade into fragments.
"Astonishing martial arts!" Noticing Su Mo's god-like technique, Azi Dahaka's eyes lit up.
A gleam of interest flashed in his six ruby eyes, and in the next instant, he appeared behind the shattered shadow blade, launching a surprise attack on Su Mo with his incredibly powerful body.
An offensive far exceeding the fifth cosmic velocity, approaching the speed of light, surged forward like a monstrous wave. As terrifying as this speed was the mass contained within Azi Dahaka's Divinity.
"Be careful!" Outside the battlefield, Indra, who had fought against Azi Dahaka before and knew his former colleague well, spoke up in a timely manner. "His flesh is compacted to the density of a neutron star — a mountain in his hand weighs more than galaxies. Whether in offense or defense, he is far beyond what an ordinary god can match!"
Even a 3-Digit Almighty Domain god had a considerable gap in pure physical stats compared to Azi Dahaka.
With such a high-density Divinity, even an attack that could pierce a star would find it difficult to break through his surface defense.
Therefore, in a melee battle, it was almost impossible to gain an advantage over Azi Dahaka. No matter how strong one's martial arts were, it was impossible to shake a neutron-star-level defense—
SCHLICK!
The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out.
Looking at the scene before him, Indra's mouth hung open, the words he was about to say dying in his throat.
In the next instant...
BOOM!
Like a planet colliding with the Earth, the three-headed dragon's filthy white body was sent flying backward at a speed even greater than when he had attacked.
If one looked closely, one would find that he had been swatted away.
Not only that, but crimson divine blood still hung in the air, proof that in the previous clash, he, the one who had initiated the sneak attack, had been utterly defeated.
The white star fell, causing the entire Little Garden to tremble.
It was only when the dust settled and Azi Dahaka's figure emerged from it that the gods noticed his miserable state. The huge gash on his abdomen extended almost to his chest.
Although the previous clash had only lasted a moment, Su Mo had been just an inch away from piercing through the Last Embryo before him and inflicting a fatal wound.
Noticing this, even the gods who had previously held no hope for Su Mo defeating the Last Embryo couldn't help but widen their eyes.
They had just realized something.
Avesta could copy Divinity and Gifts, but it seemed it couldn't completely copy martial arts? Moreover, with the dangers of martial arts, even if one could imitate seventy or eighty percent, a single misstep could lead to being killed by a stronger opponent.
Looking at it this way, Su Mo seemed to have shown a brand new path. It didn't matter if one's Divinity and Gifts were copied. As long as one's martial arts were strong enough, could one use skill to play the opponent to death?
Just as the war gods were getting restless, the scene before them quickly dispelled their wishful thinking.
"Using yourself as bait, deliberately waiting for me to get close, and then deciding the outcome with a desperate burst of extreme speed?" Azi Dahaka ignored the ferocious wound on his abdomen, his gaze towards Su Mo was solemn and appreciative. "A truly courageous approach. Unfortunately, your speed has not yet surpassed the limits of Avesta, and an offensive of this level is far from being a fatal wound."
As he spoke, golden flames began to burn on the surface of his wound.
By the time he finished speaking, the ferocious wound had completely disappeared. Azi Dahaka had returned to his peak, with only a negligible amount of his Divinity consumed.
"The Buddhist Nirvana technique!"
That's right. Azi Dahaka had previously fought against a million members of the Divine Army, and he had not wiped them all out. With so many Divinities and Gifts to support him, it was not difficult for him to recover his state.
Not to mention that Su Mo hadn't pierced his heart; even if he had, he could probably have used his Divinity to come back from a near-death state with a second life. And with the million-god-group-level Divinity he now carried, this small cost was completely insignificant to him.
Garuda lowered his head in shame. If Indra hadn't been holding him, he would have almost banged his head against a wall. He recognized that this Gift that had aided the enemy most likely came from him.
"Courage?" Hearing Azi Dahaka's evaluation, Su Mo chuckled and shook his head.
Neither of them paid any attention to the reaction of the god-groups. Those cowardly insects were not worth their attention. Su Mo was just amused by Azi Dahaka's erroneous perspective.
"I was just trying to see what pure martial arts could achieve. I didn't expect you to have to rely on Avesta for a clash of this level. It seems your basic performance is still a bit lacking."
Hearing this from afar, the expressions of Indra and the other gods were quite a sight. Whether they were on Su Mo's side or the Buddha's, the gods had a sense of speechless helplessness regarding Su Mo's evaluation.
Azi Dahaka, who had crushed the gods and was considered a top-tier figure even among 3-Digit first-class war gods, had physical stats that were still called "a bit lacking"? If that was considered lacking, then what was considered good?
However...
"...Indeed." After a moment of silence, Azi Dahaka actually nodded, agreeing with Su Mo's evaluation.
Only he himself understood how dangerous the previous clash had been.
Only a very few had seen what had truly happened in that instant.
In that moment, if Avesta hadn't instinctively guided out a speed that surpassed starlight, allowing him to evade Su Mo's attack, he would have lost at least one life.
Although the final result was that he had not suffered any irreparable injuries, it was important to know that in that instant, Su Mo had only used basic martial arts and no other special powers.
Just with pure physical stats and martial arts, he had forced out his trump card, the Another Cosmology.
Such a performance could no longer be described as just terrifying.