kingnovel Chapter 904 Oh My God
Chapter 904 Oh My God
As the sun gradually sank below the horizon, the beaches of the Land of Lightning were illuminated by an orange glow. The waves surged, and thunder roared incessantly, as if foreshadowing an impending storm. Traces of battle were scattered across the beach, and the stench of blood permeated the air. Looking at the scene before her, Yugao felt an unprecedented sense of crisis welling up within her.
Beside her, the sea surged and roared, a waterfall-like water dragon already taking shape, pressing down on her with boundless power. In that instant, Xi Yan could barely withstand the pressure of the water; she desperately steadied herself, using all her strength to defend herself. However, she knew she couldn't contend with this force of nature for long.
Just as the water dragon was about to devour her, the sky suddenly darkened, and a sharp blade of light pierced through the thick clouds. Xi Yan only saw a flash of cold light, and then the water dragon was sliced open, the massive flow of water instantly collapsing, as if even the laws of nature were broken at that moment. Her heart leaped, and she turned her head to see Zhang Hai already standing in front of her.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Hai's voice was still cold, but with a hint of concern.
Xi Yan didn't answer. She breathed slightly, looking up at him, her heart filled with complex emotions. Zhang Hai's appearance seemed to have swept away all enemies and dangers. His sword had completely covered the battlefield, its sharp blade like the scythe of death, swiftly cutting everything in its path.
"It's alright, thank you," Xi Yan finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse.
Zhang Hai remained silent, his gaze icy as he stared into the depths of the battlefield. The enemy, sensing the threat, began to retreat. However, Zhang Hai's actions were swift and decisive. A flash of his sword, and the enemy was instantly slain, as if their fate had been predetermined.
His swordsmanship was ruthless and precise, each strike mercilessly reaping the lives of his enemies without a shred of pity. He was a completely ruthless warrior, a being who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Zhang Hai had completely taken control of the battle; no matter how much his enemies resisted, they were no match for him.
However, as he continued to sweep across the battlefield, a look of pain suddenly flashed in Xi Yan's eyes. She recalled the scene of Bai falling into the sea, and the figure of him risking his life to save her filled her with guilt.
“Bai…” she murmured, a sad light flashing in her eyes.
Zhang Hai keenly sensed her emotions; his eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He didn't ask further questions, simply asking calmly, "She fell into the sea, didn't she?"
Xi Yan nodded, her guilt and pain becoming even more pronounced.
Zhang Hai remained silent for a moment, then turned to look into the distance, a flame of hatred burning in his eyes. His hand gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white. Every second of waiting felt like a test of his inner limits. He knew he had to do something; he couldn't let more people suffer such a fate.
“She won’t have died in vain.” Zhang Hai’s voice was low and filled with suppressed anger. His gaze became even more resolute, as if he had made up his mind.
Suddenly, the atmosphere on the battlefield changed drastically. Black chakra began to surge rapidly from Zhang Hai's body, and the temperature on the entire beach plummeted, as if plunging into a dark abyss. A sharp pain shot through Zhang Hai's body, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body trembling slightly. But this pain did not stop him; instead, it made him even more determined.
"eternal."
As he whispered those two words, Zhang Hai's eyes suddenly flashed with a breathtaking light. Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and everything around him became silent. The enemies were suspended in mid-air, as if the entire world had fallen into eternal stillness.
However, Zhang Hai's gaze did not linger on anyone. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, sneered, and then unleashed an even more terrifying ninjutsu.
"Annihilation".
At that moment, everything around them changed drastically. All enemies, all obstacles, even the air and light began to distort. A black void swept in, eroding all existing matter and energy. Those enemies who tried to escape could not escape either; the entire world seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, turning into nothingness.
The seawater, air, sky, and even light were suppressed by the annihilating force, turning as dark as ink. This sight not only shocked everyone present but also chilled Zhang Hai's heart. Unleashing this power caused his body to react violently; blood almost gushed out, staining his lips crimson.
But this did not stop him; instead, it made him even more determined.
He endured the excruciating pain and continued to cast the Spirit Transformation Technique. Countless dark souls were harvested from the battlefield, transforming into ethereal figures that, guided by his chakra, slowly entered the ocean. Each flowing soul seemed to be an embodiment of the deepest pain within him, as he banished his guilt and hatred along with it.
"You don't deserve to live anymore," Zhang Hai whispered, his eyes filled with coldness and determination.
The Susanoo behind him had fully unfolded, its enormous black form resembling a deity descending, the divine sword in its hand gleaming with a blood-red light, ready to face the next wave of destruction. The entire battlefield was shrouded in an aura of death; the enemy had no chance to resist, and all resistance was mercilessly crushed.
The sea breeze whipped Xiyan's hair violently. The bloodstains on the beach had been partially washed away by the tide, but the corpses of those on the battlefield remained cruelly scattered around, silently recounting the brutality of the war. Zhang Hai sat alone on a rock, his eyes vacant, his hands gripping his knees tightly. The gleam of that blade still lingered in his mind; each swing felt like a further judgment of his soul. Joy was gone; only endless emptiness and profound pain remained within him.
His posture as he sat down revealed that he wasn't simply lost in thought, but rather had cast the entire world behind him. Grief surged like a tide, yet he refused to show the slightest weakness. Each time he tried to close his eyes for a moment's rest, those past pains, like ghosts, began to haunt his mind. The figures of every comrade who had fought alongside him vanished in that instant.
Xi Yan stood quietly at a distance, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She knew that Zhang Hai was facing unprecedented psychological pressure. This pressure came not only from the battle itself, but also from his unbearable personal emotions. She understood that loneliness, understood that unexpressed pain, but she also knew that Zhang Hai would not allow anyone to see his vulnerability.
"Zhang Hai," Xi Yan called softly, taking a step closer to him.