"Impossible!"
The leader could no longer keep his composure. He cried out in horror.
The blood-red lightning faded completely. Long Ye stood where he was.
Thanks to his Indestructible Body, he was still alive, but he was in terrible shape. Blood covered him, and deep wounds crisscrossed his body. Bone showed through the gashes, and blood poured from them.
An ordinary person with injuries like those would already be lying on the ground waiting to die. But Hashirama Cells had transformed Long Ye's body, giving him an extraordinary ability to recover.
Even from wounds this severe, he would need no more than an hour to recover.
Ignoring his injuries, he took one final, forceful step forward, reached into the shrine, and seized the Eye of the Thunder God.
The instant he grasped it, its brilliant white glow vanished.
Long Ye took it out and opened his hand to look.
The object was about the size of a human eyeball, but it was not an eye. It was an amber-colored crystal sphere, and what caught his attention was a drop of blood inside it, no bigger than a bean.
"This doesn't look like the Eye of the Thunder God. What is it, and how did it summon five kinds of divine lightning?"
The thought had barely crossed his mind, and he was still caught up in the thrill of finding a treasure, when his expression changed again.
As he held the crystal in his bloodied hand, his blood seeped into it.
The drop of blood inside seemed to awaken. It gave off a faint red glow that grew steadily brighter.
"What's happening?"
Seeing this sudden change, the three men behind him braced themselves.
What had happened earlier had shown them that even watching from the sidelines could come at a terrible