The Bloody Feast

The air was thick with tension as Zhang Yong and Lilith ventured further into the dark, desolate wasteland. The ominous whispers from the broken seal still lingered in Zhang Yong's mind, but his face betrayed no emotion.

Lilith, however, was restless. Her crimson eyes darted around, scanning their surroundings. "So, you're not even going to talk about what just happened back there? That thing, the seal... It's clearly more than some random monster."

Zhang Yong's voice was cold. "Talking won't change anything. We move forward, and we crush whatever comes next."

Before Lilith could respond, an eerie sound broke the silence—a wet, slithering noise, like flesh dragging against stone. The ground beneath their feet trembled, and a nauseating stench filled the air.

Zhang Yong's gaze sharpened. "They're here."

From the shadows emerged a horde of grotesque creatures, their bodies a horrific fusion of rotting flesh and jagged bone. Their eyes glowed a sickly green, and their mouths oozed black bile. They moved with unnatural speed, their claws tearing through the ground as they charged toward Zhang Yong and Lilith.

Lilith's smirk returned, though there was a dangerous edge to it. "Finally, some fun. Let's see how many of these freaks I can take out before you finish your little massacre."

Zhang Yong didn't respond. Instead, he stepped forward, his Absolute Krishna Domain activating in an instant. The golden aura enveloped him, its radiance a stark contrast to the dark, corrupted creatures rushing toward him.

The first wave of monsters lunged at him, their claws aimed for his throat. But before they could reach him, the domain flared with a blinding light, disintegrating them instantly. Their screams echoed through the wasteland as their bodies turned to ash.

Lilith clapped her hands mockingly. "Impressive as always, but you're making this too easy."

She leaped into the fray, her crimson wings slicing through the air like blades. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a black scythe, its edge glinting with a malevolent light. She swung it with deadly precision, decapitating several creatures in one fluid motion.

As Zhang Yong advanced, the creatures grew more desperate. They swarmed him from all sides, their sheer numbers threatening to overwhelm even his domain. But Zhang Yong remained calm, his movements precise and calculated.

He extended his hand, and golden chains erupted from his domain, snaking through the air like living serpents. The chains wrapped around the creatures, their touch burning through flesh and bone. Zhang Yong tightened his grip, and the chains constricted, crushing the monsters into grotesque, bloody heaps.

Their screams were deafening, filled with agony and despair. The smell of burnt flesh and blood filled the air, but Zhang Yong didn't flinch. He reveled in their suffering, his cold eyes watching as they writhed in pain.

Lilith, drenched in blood but grinning like a maniac, landed beside him. "You really know how to put on a show, don't you? I almost feel bad for these poor bastards. Almost."

Zhang Yong didn't reply. His focus was on the horizon, where a new figure had appeared. Unlike the mindless creatures, this one was humanoid, cloaked in black armor etched with glowing red runes. Its face was obscured by a twisted mask, and it carried a massive, jagged sword that pulsed with dark energy.

The armored figure pointed its sword at Zhang Yong, its voice deep and menacing. "You… the one who broke the seal. You have unleashed a storm you cannot comprehend. Your blood will be the first sacrifice."

Zhang Yong's lips curled into a faint, cruel smile. "Sacrifice? You can try."

The figure lunged, its speed blinding. It swung its sword with immense force, the blade slicing through the air with a sound like thunder. Zhang Yong met the attack head-on, summoning a golden blade from his domain. The clash of their weapons sent shockwaves rippling through the wasteland, shattering the ground beneath them.

The two warriors exchanged blows at a furious pace, their movements a blur of light and shadow. The armored figure fought with brutal efficiency, each strike aiming to kill. But Zhang Yong was faster, his movements fluid and unpredictable.

Lilith watched from the sidelines, her arms crossed. "Looks like you've finally found someone worth your time. Don't take too long, though. I'm getting bored."

The armored figure growled, its frustration evident. "You are strong… but strength alone will not save you!"

It raised its sword, and dark energy erupted from the blade, forming a massive, swirling vortex. The energy surged toward Zhang Yong, its destructive power threatening to consume everything in its path.

Zhang Yong stood his ground, his Absolute Krishna Domain expanding to shield him. The golden aura clashed with the dark energy, the two forces colliding in a spectacular explosion of light and shadow.

When the dust settled, Zhang Yong emerged unscathed, his golden aura blazing brighter than ever. The armored figure staggered back, its confidence faltering.

Zhang Yong raised his golden blade, his voice cold and commanding. "You should've stayed buried."

He charged forward, his blade slicing through the air with unparalleled speed. The armored figure tried to block, but Zhang Yong's attack was too powerful. The golden blade pierced through the figure's armor, shattering it like glass.

The figure let out a guttural scream as Zhang Yong drove the blade deeper, its body disintegrating from the inside out. As it crumbled to ash, its final words echoed in the air.

"You… cannot stop what's coming..."

Zhang Yong stepped back, his expression unreadable. He glanced at Lilith, who was watching him with a mix of amusement and curiosity.

"So," she said, her tone light. "What's the plan now, oh mighty destroyer?"

Zhang Yong sheathed his golden blade, his voice calm but firm. "We keep moving. If this is just the beginning, then I'll need to be stronger."

As they walked away, the sky above them darkened, a storm brewing in the distance. Unseen by either of them, a group of shadowy figures watched from afar, their eyes glowing with malicious intent.