White Lightning Charging Skyward

The foundation of the nameless island let out a dull groan.

It was the sound of solid bedrock being forcibly torn apart.

Golden Lion floated in midair.

His hands were held out beneath him.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

The power of the Float-Float Fruit was unleashed without reservation.

The entire island lost its original orientation.

The once-solid ground began to jolt violently.

Cracks spread swiftly like a spiderweb.

Towering trees were uprooted.

Massive boulders broke free from the ground.

Slowly floating into the air.

Seawater poured backward through the ruptures in the earth.

Forming inverted waterfalls.

Then.

A suffocating sense of weightlessness struck.

Tens of millions of tons of island bedrock were torn from the ground.

The roar was deafening.

Zhao Hai lay flat against the slanted ground.

Both hands clutched at cracks in the rock.

Watching the scenery around him rapidly descend.

No.

They were rising.

Faster and faster.

The wind pressure crushed the breath from his lungs.

The island punched through the clouds.

The air became thin and freezing.

A gale howled past his ears.

Golden Lion stood atop the famed swords Kogarashi and Oto.

High above.

Overlooking the island crumbling below.

"On this sea, the sky is my domain!"

"You don't even have the right to stand steady!"

He suddenly pressed both hands downward.

The massive base of the island began to disintegrate.

Enormous rock layers collided with one another.

Shattering into countless truck-sized chunks of rubble.

They became a meteor shower blanketing the sky.

At that moment, all sense of direction completely spiraled out of control.

Up, down, left, and right lost all meaning.

Zhao Hai lost his point of support.

His body tumbled through the air.

He gritted his teeth.

Forcibly twisting his waist.

His legs stamped repeatedly through the air.

Bursts of white