Chapter 103: The Demonic Arrow Piercing Heaven and Earth, Shrouded in Cold

Above the ocean, the disaster continues.

That monster thrashes in the seawater, each movement raising waves over thirty meters high; coastal cities have already been swallowed by the sea, broken ruins sinking and floating in the turbid currents like a scene from the end of the world.

In the sky, squadrons of fighter jets scream past, missiles launched beneath their wings exploding into towering columns of water around the monster; yet the creature seems to sense their threat, diving deep into the ocean before the explosions subside, then surging back out once the water settles, repeating its actions.

“Target unharmed! Repeat, target unharmed!”

In the communication channel, the pilot’s voice carries seriousness and gravity.

He had never seen such a terrifying monster—not just in power, but crucially in intelligence; yet if it possessed such high intelligence, where had they provoked it to earn this retaliatory assault?

Could it be a victim of humanity’s crimes against the ocean?

But wasn’t everything in the sea purified after the Qi revival?

And just then.

“Shiiii—”

A blinding streak of fire rose from a land-based launch pad, a missile trailing a long tail of flame slicing through the sky! The monster’s six compound eyes contracted simultaneously, and in an instant it plunged deep into the ocean!

“Boom—!!!”

A fireball nearly a kilometer wide erupted on the sea surface, the shockwave instantly vaporizing surrounding seawater; even the coastline kilometers away felt violent tremors, seawalls cracking apart.

Yet—

“Roar!!!”

Just seconds later, the monster burst from the water on another side of the sea! Its body was coated in flowing water, with blood oozing from certain areas—clearly, the missile’s blast had been too powerful; even after diving into the ocean, it could not escape injury.

But unfortunately, it was only wounded—and it seemed enraged.

Visible to the naked eye, the three bony protrusions on its head suddenly glowed with a deep blue light; seawater spun wildly around it, and the next second, three high-pressure water blades shot toward the coastal city at terrifying supersonic speeds!

“Boom—!!!”

In an instant, the entire city seemed torn apart by an invisible giant hand. Buildings already trembling from the waves collapsed like paper, steel and concrete shattering with ear-splitting cracks; seawater flooded every corner of the city, swallowing streets, vehicles, and people who had not escaped in time.

The monster tilted its head and let out a triumphant roar, preparing to launch its next attack.

Suddenly, an extreme cold swept across the entire sea!

The air seemed to freeze in an instant; seawater surging into the city began to freeze at visible speed, ice spreading like blooming frost flowers, starting from the shoreline and rapidly extending toward the deep ocean; frozen waves preserved their crashing forms, frozen bubbles glittering crystalline under the sunlight.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

Everyone watching the battlefield via satellite feeds held their breath at this sudden change.

In their minds, all simultaneously conjured the same suspicion—especially the upper echelons of Sakura Nation, who were overwhelmed with excitement.

On the ice plain, Amano Soraio walked forward slowly.

With each step she took, the seawater beneath her instantly froze into thick ice; her long dark-blue hair danced in the freezing wind, her white robe flapping loudly; by the time she reached the monster’s front, the entire sea had become a frozen plain.

Though the distance was not great, it was enough.

“I thought it looked familiar.”

“So it’s a Hazard Class.”

Her voice was soft, yet the monstrous creature shuddered violently; its six compound eyes locked onto the sudden human before it, a figure flashing in its mind—its pupils contracted instantly, its body retreating unconsciously, leaving deep grooves on the ice.

Amano Soraio noticed its movement, a faint smile curling at her lips; she suddenly lifted her foot, the slender boot hooking one of the monster’s bony spines.

“Boom!!!”

With a deafening explosion, the nearly hundred-meter-long behemoth was kicked high into the air by her foot!

In that instant.

“Shiiii—!!!”

An arrow piercing heaven and earth shot through the sky, its shaft wrapped in vast purple light, striking the monster’s torso with perfect precision!

The moment the arrow pierced its body, brilliant purple light erupted from within; the demonic-destroying power, specialized against demons, spread like a plague through the creature’s flesh, dissolving flesh and shattering bones wherever it passed.

“Aaaah—!!!”

The agonizing pain finally snapped the monster out of its memories; it writhed wildly in midair, ink-blue blood raining down, each drop corroding deep holes into the ice, only to be instantly covered again by new frost.

Amano Soraio stood at the center of the ice plain, gazing up at the dying monster, her smile carrying a hint of cruelty.

“Can’t you even take this?”

“The real torment has only just begun.”

To demonstrate her power to all watching this battlefield, to make Sakura Nation’s elite realize the potential she possessed, she had decided to thoroughly “prepare” this Hazard Class.

Technically, as the wielder of “Demon God Manifestation: Demon Essence,” and having held her Divine Artifact for no more than eight months, she should not be a match for this Super Hazard Class—even with Kamiyama Shizuka’s demonic-destroying arrow aiding her.

But she was no mere Divine Artifact wielder.

Amano Soraio slowly raised her right hand, palm upward; instantly, the entire ice plain began to tremble violently!

“Crack—”

Countless sharp ice spikes erupted from the ice surface, writhing like living things to coil around the monster’s body; these spikes did not pierce randomly—they precisely avoided vital organs, each one driven into the monster’s joints, tendons, and nerve nodes.

“Roar!”

The excruciating pain forced the monster to roar again, but the sound cut off quickly; its surface froze rapidly into thick frost, muscle fibers brittlening under extreme cold, and for the first time, genuine fear flickered in its six compound eyes.

She gracefully raised her hand, and hundreds of ice crystal needles condensed in the air.

The needles rained into the monster’s body, each one precisely avoiding fatal points; what made it horrifying was that upon contact with blood, the needles began sprouting tiny ice thorns, slowly tearing apart its flesh from within.

The monster thrashed wildly, yet even struggling became a luxury; the ice pillars piercing its joints pinned it immobile in midair, its ink-blue blood freezing the moment it seeped from wounds, forming grotesque ice-blood corals across its body.

Amano Soraio concentrated a crystal-clear ice blade at her fingertip, walking slowly toward the dying monster, already imagining where to begin its dissection.

(End of Chapter)