141: Chapter 143 Bitter Struggle!

Lu Chen sensed it instantly.

Each of these three behemoths possessed a base power of at least nine hundred billion.

Worse still,

each one radiated the same unsettling aura—

the pressure of a Combat Technique,

and an intelligence that surpassed ordinary monsters.

Although monsters awakened intelligence and the ability to speak upon reaching C-rank,

that was the extent of it.

Unlike humans, they could not Cultivate techniques.

But these four monsters were clearly different.

Lu Chen clenched his jaw.

He immediately notified Li Cang via Mental Energy.

"I'll leave those three to you. I'll handle this sea snake."

Without a word,

Li Cang's figure became like a bolt of golden lightning,

streaking across the sky,

charging toward the ocean,

leaving a long white trail in his wake.

In a suffocating silence,

people before their screens watched the live broadcast quietly.

They were powerless.

There were no more warriors to send out.

There were no reserves to call upon.

The fate of all humanity rested in the hands of two men.

When Li Cang stopped above the sea's surface,

he let out a long breath.

Opening his eyes wide,

a golden light shone within his pupils.

He raised his hand,

and an invisible pressure descended.

The waves churned and receded,

as if in fear of him.

Soul Skill:

War God's Advent.

A sacred aura, akin to that of an ancient god, rose up.

Above his head, a phantom that seemed to bridge heaven and earth condensed,

like a Dharma Idol of the world,

a War God reborn.

It reflected a golden brilliance under the sunlight.

For a moment,

he did not look like a man,

but more like a deity stepped out of myth.

The scene of forty years ago, when the A-rank beast tide was blocked, reappeared.

Somewhere in a shelter,

a little girl grabbed her mother's hand and asked curiously,

"Mom, are we saved? The War God has descended."

However,

within the battlefield,

Li Cang felt something different.

The aura currently radiated by that Old Loach's subordinates

was several orders of magnitude stronger than any monster he had faced in past battles.

The crocodile alone

felt as if an entire army had been stuffed into its body,

emanating an endless blood-qi.

Was that overlord of the sea truly this strong?

Had it been hiding its true strength all along?

No one knew the answer.

Li Cang did not sit and wait for death.

He raised his hand,

the sea surface exploded,

and he struck first.

The True Dragon Sword sliced through the water,

falling toward the crocodile's mountain-like skull.

At the same time,

the Piranha opened its maw and lunged upward,

intending to swallow him whole.

On the other side,

Lu Chen turned his full attention to the sea snake.

Its eyes glowed once more—

this time, it wasn't an energy beam,

but a light of cunning.

Immediately,

a blood-colored snake tail lunged violently from the ground.

The tail moved faster than sound,

striking from an incredibly tricky angle,

attempting to constrict and kill him.

Lu Chen did not hesitate.

With a side-step,

his figure moved like lightning,

dodging the tail's impact by a hair's breadth.

He swung his sword down with a backhand strike,

infusing all 52 trillion tons of force into this single blow.

The sword light fell,

but it was instantly halted.

It simply... stopped.

It could not advance further.

Lu Chen's pupils shrank violently.

The powerful force was entirely absorbed by the blood-colored snake tail.

This peerlessly swift,

world-shattering sword strike fell,

yet it was as if nothing had happened.

The blood-colored snake tail didn't so much break

as it did dent.

That blood-colored light

was like layers of invisible barriers,

separating it from reality.

Another Combat Technique,

and a defensive one at that.

However,

the moment he made contact with the opponent's flesh, he felt something.

It was a vibration.

This vibration dispersed the force that bypassed the barrier and entered the flesh.

This defense didn't seem absolute.

He immediately retreated,

flipping in the air

to dodge the snake tail's counterattack.

If he could continuously strike the same point,

causing the absorbed force to overload,

that would be the moment to break through.

But,

that required time,

and time was exactly what he didn't have.

On the other side,

the battle between Li Cang and the three deep-sea behemoths had also reached a fever pitch.

Li Cang unleashed everything he had ever learned.

Beams of golden light descended from the heavens,

while the Deep-sea Octopus lashed back with pillar-like tentacles.

The clash between the two sides

blasted a vacuum in the ocean waters.

The Piranha opened its massive maw,

as if to swallow the sky.

The fins on its body emitted sonic booms,

cleaving through the air

as they shot forth.

The crocodile simply charged forward blindly;

with a gentle flick of its tail,

a tsunami rose up,

rushing toward the coastline.

With every impact,

powerful shockwaves spread across the entire battlefield.

Li Cang's War God phantom collided with the Deep-sea Octopus's tentacles,

erupting in a massive roar.

The entire sky seemed to be split between gold and blue.

At this moment,

he was like a true God of War—

sacred, proud, unyielding, and invincible.

With every exchange,

a tentacle would lash against him,

slamming him into the waves.

The Piranha's massive fins tore through his armor,

and blood splattered into the ocean.

He soared into the sky once more,

his gaze defiant,

his aura burning like fire.

But even from a distance,

Lu Chen could sense it.

Li Cang was already heavily injured,

losing a great deal of blood,

and his breathing was highly unstable.