Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 757: The Roaring Prajna Ghost

The blood seemed to be endowed with life; it gathered into trickles, and then entwined and intertwined into a rushing river.

Under the sunlight, the river flashed a strange red light, and the entire river was dyed the color of blood.

As time passed, the river became more and more turbulent, and finally, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, it submerged the entire land in a sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, the waves are surging and the waves are surging.

Each wave carried a strong murderous intent and violent spiritual pressure, submerging the ground within sight in this endless sea of ​​blood.

In the center of this sea of ​​blood, Unohana Retsu stood proudly, her figure looming in the sea of ​​blood, as if she had merged into one with the sea of ​​blood.

Her body was covered in blood, but her eyes were sparkling.

Kenpachi Zaraki stood at the edge of the sea of ​​blood, feeling the powerful aura and spiritual pressure.

He looked up at Unohana Retsu, with a hint of surprise and excitement in his eyes.

He knew that this was Unohana Retsu's true strength.

He was not afraid at all, but became even more excited, because he knew that only by fighting with such an opponent could he unleash his true potential.

"Draw your sword?"

Kenpachi Zaraki asked with a sly smile. He did not draw his sword, but chose to chop against Unohana Retsu again.

He believed in his own strength and could fight against Unohana Retsu even without drawing his sword.

"Bang!" A deafening collision sound echoed on the sea. Unohana Retsu's sword and Zaraki Kenpachi's sword met again in an instant, and the sparks from the collision were like bright stars in the night sky.

This time, Unohana Retsu did not give Kenpachi Zaraki any chance to breathe.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Kenpachi Zaraki's blade actually showed a crack under Unohana Retsu's fierce attack.

Unohana Retsu seized this fleeting opportunity, and her power burst out like a torrent. Her sword became even more fierce, and she instantly split Kenpachi Zaraki's sword and knocked him hundreds of meters away.

Kenpachi Zaraki rolled in the air, with several deep wounds visible to the bone left on his body by Unohana Retsu's sword energy.

He struggled to stand up, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

He understood that Unohana Retsu's strength at this moment had reached a level he had never seen before.

Unohana Retsu's current state can be described in four words - murderous intent.

Her body seemed to have turned into a huge energy furnace, constantly converting her murderous intent into strength and spiritual pressure.

This was murderous intent that had been suppressed for hundreds of years, it was so strong that it was unimaginable, and it made it impossible for Unohana Retsu to remain calm and rational, even if he had the energy to cut it off, he could not transform or consume it.

Therefore, her spiritual pressure now is both manic and peaceful, contradictory and unified, and contains endless power.

Her long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and her clothes were dyed bright red, as if she had merged into the sea of ​​blood.

The steaming blood floating on the sea made Unohana Retsu look even more unreal.

Her figure appeared and disappeared in the sea of ​​blood like a ghost.

Her long sword was rich in blood color, and every swing seemed to split the entire sea of ​​blood.

Kenpachi Zaraki felt the powerful spiritual pressure and murderous intent emanating from Unohana Retsu, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

The flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers intertwined in the sea of ​​blood, forming a thrilling picture.

The sword forces of Unohana Retsu and Zaraki Kenpachi collided and canceled each other out, and each collision made a deafening noise.

Their figures shuttled and jumped in the sea of ​​blood, like two ghosts dancing in the sea of ​​blood.

However, as time went on, Kenpachi Zaraki gradually felt the horror of Unohana Retsu's strength.

Although he fought back with all his might, Unohana Retsu's power seemed endless. This time, Unohana Retsu did not give Zaraki Kenpachi any chance to breathe.

She moved, and her figure disappeared and reappeared in the sea of ​​blood like a ghost, at a speed so fast that it was dazzling.

Her long sword flashed coldly in the moonlight, with a strong blood color, like a bloodthirsty dragon, and suddenly slashed towards Kenpachi Zaraki's shoulder.

Kenpachi Zaraki felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He tried his best to dodge, and his body drew a graceful arc in the sea of ​​blood.

However, Unohana Retsu's attack was like a thorn in his flesh, following his body closely and eventually leaving a deep wound on his shoulder.

Blood instantly gushed out from the wound, staining Kenpachi Zaraki's clothes red.

He felt a sharp pain, as if thousands of needles were piercing his skin.

On the battlefield where the sea of ​​blood was boiling, the air seemed to be frozen, and it was so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Kenpachi Zaraki did not sink into the sea of ​​blood.

A low and hoarse roar came from the depth of his throat, like the roar of a wild beast, shaking the air around him.

The spiritual pressure that permeated around him was like the calm before a storm, gradually gathering into a point, and then suddenly burst out, breaking through the shackles of the sea of ​​blood and the swordplay that Unohana Retsu had carefully arranged.

Kenpachi Zaraki stretched out his right hand, and his palm instantly became as hard as iron, as if it had turned into the strongest scabbard.

He gripped his soul blade tightly, then pulled it hard, and a huge soul blade was pulled out of his hand.

There was a cold light flashing on the blade.

A strong spiritual pressure and murderous intent emanated from the blade, sweeping across the entire battlefield like a violent storm, making people feel terrified.

“Roar, roar, roar, roar——”

The Soul Blade made a deafening sound of breaking through the air, announcing its arrival to the whole world.

Kenpachi Zaraki held the sword in his hand, feeling the power coming from the blade, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Is this your sword?"

Unohana Retsu looked at the giant sword in Kenpachi Zaraki's hand and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, it is called the Prajna Demon."

Kenpachi Zaraki smiled smugly and explained.

"The ability of this sword is to multiply my strength and spiritual pressure. Now, I have strengthened it to twice the amount."

Unohana Retsu nodded slightly, she understood what this meant.

Double the strength and spiritual pressure is undoubtedly a huge improvement for a warrior like Kenpachi Zaraki.

"Very good, you have completely surpassed your previous self..."

Unohana Retsu said with relief.

She looked at Kenpachi Zaraki.

"Now, let's put everything aside and fight to our heart's content!"

Before Unohana Retsu finished his words, he had already swung the sword in his hand.

A swift hurricane of sword energy gushed out from Unohana Retsu's sword and attacked Kenpachi Zaraki like an overwhelming force.

A massive hurricane hit, bringing with it the power to destroy everything.

However, Kenpachi Zaraki had no intention of dodging.

(End of this chapter)