I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan looked at it.

His gaze was calm.

The calmness sent chills down the spine of the god of calamity.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the battlefield and reached everyone's ears.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The battlefield was initially silent.

Then a deafening cheer erupted.

The cheers were like a tsunami, like a landslide, like all the living people letting out all the hope they had held back for so long.

Some people threw their helmets into the air, some knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the river, and some hugged the people next to them, crying and jumping.

The entire riverbank, the entire defense line, and the entire city of Jinghai were all cheering.

Gu Yan listened to those sounds.

Then he felt it.

Grandpa's presence is everywhere—in the wind, in the air, in the river.

The lingering golden light was gently brushing against his cheek.

He reached out his hand, and a point of light landed in his palm.

The light was so warm that it instantly brought tears to his eyes.

Tears slid down his cheeks and landed on the river, creating tiny ripples.

His voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed as if he were only speaking to the wind.

"I'm late."

"Wait for me a moment."

"I'll come see you after I've finished what I need to do."

He raised his head and looked at the god of calamity.

There were still tears in his eyes, but beneath those tears was something sharper than any blade.

"It's time to end this."

He moved.

There was no afterimage, no sound of air being cut.

He just disappeared like that, and then he just reappeared like that.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the God of Calamity, throwing a punch.

That punch looked ordinary, but the space itself was distorted wherever it went.

The god of calamity raised his arms to block.

Two divine forces collided on the river surface, splitting the entire river in half.

The river water swelled to both sides, revealing the dark riverbed.

The silt on the riverbed was thrown into the air by the shock wave, like a rain flowing backwards.

The shockwave continued to spread, pulverizing all the Kuroshio debris within a radius of several miles.

The God of Calamity was sent flying backward by this punch.

It crashed through three hills on the opposite bank of the river, and the hills collapsed behind it.

Its arms were split open with countless gashes, and black blood gushed out from the wounds like a black waterfall cascading onto the riverbed.

Gu Yan did not pursue them.

He stood there, watching the god of calamity crawl out of the ruins.

He doesn't want a simple victory.

He wanted to make this monster taste despair before it died.

The god of calamity rose from the collapsed hill.

Its arms were useless, but it did not fall.

It opened its mouth and let out a roar that sounded unlike any other creature.

Black mist surged wildly from its body, enveloping its entire form.

Its body swelled in the black mist, its scales regenerated, and its severed arms reformed.

It reshaped its body with black mist, but its aura was much weaker than before.

"You think you've won?"

Its voice was hoarse and frantic.

"Do you think God is so easily killed?"

"I am God!"

"I am an eternal being!"

"You ants, you'll never kill me!"

Gu Yan did not answer.

He simply raised the demon-slaying sword slowly.

The runes on the blade lit up again, this time brighter than ever before.

Those runes no longer contained only spiritual power, but also faith, hatred, and the last bit of will left in the world by all the dead.

You're wrong.

Gu Yan's voice was very calm, as calm as the sound of a bell coming from a very distant place.

"Even gods can die."

"As long as someone is willing to pay the price in blood."

He rushed out again.

This time, his sword flashed across the entire sky.

The seven-colored blade light, like a rainbow, cleaved down from the sky, splitting the body of the God of Calamity, which had just been reconstructed, open once more.

The god of calamity roared in retaliation, spewing out a black mist that blotted out the sky, but Gu Yan's blade pierced through the black mist like sunlight passing through dark clouds.

One cut, two cuts, ten cuts, a hundred cuts.

Each strike landed precisely on the vital points of the god of calamity.

Its scales shattered one by one, its black mist dissipated layer by layer, and its body crumbled little by little.

The god of calamity was finally afraid.

It began to back away.

It wanted to escape back into the depths of the Kuroshio Current.

But Gu Yan wouldn't let it escape.

He opened his hands, and the seven-colored light transformed into an invisible barrier, trapping the god of calamity in place.

"When you came here, you probably didn't expect this day to come, did you?"

Gu Yan walked towards it step by step, each step leaving a deep footprint in the riverbed.

"How many cities have you destroyed? How many people have you killed?"

"It's time to pay it back today."

He raised the demon-slaying sword.

The blade no longer contained light, but rather an entire starry sky.

Those are the eyes of all the dead, all the anger, all the longing, all the resentment.

They shimmered on the blade, like countless stars burning.

"This strike was for them."

The blade flashed.

The whole world turned white.

The body of the God of Calamity split open from the middle, and its golden left eye and purple right eye simultaneously dimmed.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but its voice was swallowed up by the flash of the blade.

Its massive body fell backward and crashed into the dry riverbed.

Then, its body began to dissipate, turning into countless black particles.

Those particles rose into the sky and were blown in all directions by the wind.

They drifted across the river, over the ruins, and past everyone who looked up.

Then, they disappeared.

It has completely disappeared.

Gu Yan stood in mid-air.

He stretched out his hand, and seven-colored light surged from his palm, transforming into an overwhelming mental storm that swept across the entire battlefield.

All the remaining calamities, whether they were bone-eating worms or Titans, whether they were steel colossi or skeletal dragons, whether they were steel stitched monsters or parasitic swarms, were all reduced to ashes by this power.

The Kuroshio Current has receded.

It has vanished forever.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunlight returned, falling on this land soaked in blood.

The whole world fell silent.

Then, cheers erupted like a tsunami.

"We won! We won!"

The soldiers rushed out of the trenches, threw off their helmets, and hugged each other, weeping bitterly.

The mothers lifted their children above their heads.

The elderly people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky.

The girls helped each other up from the ground and walked towards Gu Yan.

Their steps were slow, but each step was steady.

Their faces were covered in tears, blood, and ash, but they were all smiling.

Lin Jinyu was the first to rush forward.

Ignoring her injuries, she jumped up and clung to Gu Yan.

Gu Yan was jolted by the bump, but then caught her steadily.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck and cried her heart out.

"You bastard."

"You big bastard."

"If you dare abandon us again, I'll burn you alive."

Pei Yuran stood beside him, holding her sword, watching him quietly.

Her eyes were red, but she didn't pounce.

She said it very, very softly.