Suddenly, Reizan felt a sharp, burning pulse shoot through his skull. His vision blurred for a split second—then realigned. A golden lotus pattern bloomed within his eyes, glowing with divine light.
Ding ! Host Congratulations on completing the Daily mission !
[Daily Missions - Slay 1000 Lizardmen with Truth-Seeking Balls ]
[Reward - Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion ]
[Completed]
A surge of chakra poured through his body. Reizan clutched his head as a radiant flare burst from his eyes—his vision sharpening, his perception expanding.
"Wh–what is this...?" he muttered, watching the new glow dance in his reflection.
The system tab flickered open before him:
[Dojutsu : Golden Tensigan (Half-awakened) , Seringan (Unawakened) , Kokugan (Unawakened) , Rinne-Sharingan (Unawakened) , Time-Space Rinnegan (Unawakened) , Nanogan (Unawakened), Hoshigan (Unawakened) , Enrangan (Unawakened) , Yūmeigan (Unawakened) ]
"Golden Tensigan?" Reizan whispered, eyes wide. "I've never heard of this. It's… not the regular Tensigan. My Byakugan—it evolved. It feels deeper… heavier."
He noticed the world around him had changed. The air shimmered differently. He could now perceive things across 400 kilometers. Every grain of sand, every shifting heat signature in the far horizon — all visible, all alive in his sight.
With a thought, he tapped into the eye's information:
[Yearly Missions - Master all Kekkai Mora abilities to Advance in 1 year]
[Reward - 500 Strength stats , 2000 Soul , 400 Speed , Golden Tensigan (Awakened) ]
As Reizan clicked on Golden Tensigan on the tab it expanded
[ Golden Tensigan - Special abilites - Silver wheel explosion (Creates a super wind hurricane by using truth seeking balls can cause massive damage potentially wiping out anything close to it),Golden wheel reincarnation explosion (A dazzling golden sword formed from truth seeking balls , that can cleave anything for kilometers even potentially light years ) , Golden - Tensigan Form ( This mode is a special transformation that give golden cloak covering the host's body all abilites are amplified and all basic stats triple this is one of a kind rare mode different from regular tensigan .) , Divine eye ( Unique to Golden Tensigan deals massive mental and soul damage upon activation anyone staring at it will have their memories disorted or soul injured ).
Reizan smiled.
"…So this is the power hidden within me. The next step beyond the Byakugan. The eye of divinity."
"This power… it's still just a taste. When I awaken the full Golden Tensigan, even the Supreme beings will have reason to fear."
Then another Notification came this time from the time dilation chamber
[Stage - 4 Cleared - Time 3 minutes ]
[Total Elimination - 10,000 ]
[Proceed to Stage 5 : 100,000 Kage level Lizardmen ]
Reizan's voice echoed through the chamber like a divine decree:
"Proceed."
He floated calmly in the sky, his newly awakened Golden Tensigan glowing brighter than ever. Its whitish-gold lotus irises shimmered with divine intensity, flickering between the Byakugan's piercing clarity and the overwhelming might of the Tensigan. His pitch-black cloak danced ominously in the air, and any dust, sand, or heat that touched it evaporated into nothingness—reduced to ash by the sheer pressure of his chakra. His silhouette was no longer that of a boy—it was of something else entirely. Something ancient… apocalyptic.
Then, the silence cracked.
A deafening BOOM echoed across the desert.
In the distance, the very horizon was swallowed by green light. Hundreds… thousands… tens of thousands of Lizardmen charged forward in endless waves, like a tidal storm of flesh and steel. The earth quaked beneath their march. Armored warriors, elemental casters, winged elites, berserkers, titanic beast-riders—an army to conquer a planet.
And behind them…
A dark and overwhelming aura split through the sky.
Reizan's eyes narrowed. Through his expanded 400-kilometer ocular radius, he saw a figure emerging.
A Dark-Golden Lizardman, at least 5 meters tall, covered in celestial-grade obsidian armor laced with molten gold, his wings cracked with black flame, and his energy signature pulsing just beneath Pseudo Six Paths level. He radiated sheer killing intent, and yet—his gaze was locked on Reizan… with hesitation.
The flying colossus hovered high, scanning the boy who seemed to radiate stillness amidst a storm.
But what he saw shook even his hardened core.
Reizan hovered there, unmoved, untouchable.His eyes glowed like twin suns, indifferent to the flood below.A quiet smirk tugged at the edge of his lips. His voice was calm, but it boomed across the heavens.
"I see. They finally sent someone… worth testing my new power."
The golden lizardman's heart pounded.He recognized that pressure.A devouring gravity.An eye that could erase will, space, and soul.
He had led countless battles. Fought armies. Slaughtered kings. But this… this wasn't a warrior.
This was a catastrophe
And he knew it in his bones—
They would not survive this battle.Not him.Not his army.Maybe… not even the land they stood on.
Still, as commander of his people, he gritted his teeth, summoned his elemental aura, and roared:
"CHARGE!! STRIKE THE HEAVENS DOWN!"
Thousands of lizardmen screamed in unison, weapons raised, elemental energy gathering.
And Reizan? He simply raised a single hand—
Nine black orbs spun into place behind him, trembling as his Golden Tensigan flared to full intensity.
"Let's begin the massacre," he whispered.
And the battlefield trembled in fear.
The skies grew still.
As the lizardmen began their charge, a halo of golden fire ignited behind Reizan. The Nine Truth-Seeking Balls spun into a blazing ring of destruction—bending space, distorting heat, and pulling the sky inward.
Reizan's cloak fluttered violently as golden lightning crackled across his body.
"Golden Wheel… Reincarnation Explosion."
His voice was calm, but it struck the battlefield like a divine sentence.
The golden ring behind him shrank—compacting into a massive, glowing sword. Unlike Toneri's version, which shimmered like a celestial blade, Reizan's Golden Wheel was primal and terrifying—a blinding weapon of godhood, vibrating with suppressed cataclysmic force. It extended dozens of kilometers, its edge sharp enough to tear atoms apart. The sword crackled with compressed chakra, divine essence, and Truth-Seeking Ball matter.
Reizan raised it with one hand, as if it were light as a feather.
On the ground, lizardmen froze in place, instincts screaming.
The Dark-Gold Lizardman roared, forcing himself forward, burning dark flame through his veins.
"He's bluffing! Overwhelm him! He's just one—!"
But his voice died mid-command.
Reizan disappeared from his position in the sky—teleporting directly into the center of the army using instantaneous movement via gravity-space shift.
Without a word, he slashed once—from left to right.
The Golden Wheel screamed through the air—A divine arc of golden energy erupted, expanding with every microsecond.The sky turned white. The wind stopped.And then— Everything vanished.
No explosion.No sound.Just erasure.
A quarter of the army disappeared in that single swing.No blood. No bodies.Only ash swirling in golden light.
Reizan twirled the sword, his cloak still untouched by dust.
"Too slow," he muttered, disappearing again.
He reappeared above a division of flying Lizardmen—dozens of wind users and aerial assassins.
They unleashed simultaneous barrages—hundreds of slashes, spears, and flames.
Reizan ignored them.
Raising his hand, he summoned the Sword of Nunoboko with his left palm—a towering, spiraling blade forged from a Truth-Seeking Ball.
Now dual-wielding:
Golden Wheel in his right (divine destruction).
Nunoboko in his left (divine creation and authority).
He crossed the blades in midair.
A blinding pulse of golden-black energy exploded outward like a nova, ripping through the aerial division. The very air distorted, collapsing their flight and drawing them into a gravitational blade storm.
One by one, they were pulled in—screaming, burning, disintegrating.
"This... is what power looks like," Reizan said coldly, slashing down again.
Another wave of the Golden Wheel surged toward the ground, carving a canyon miles wide, vaporizing another 40,000 soldiers. The terrain twisted behind the strike—spatial tears ripped open like bleeding wounds, pulling sand, wind, and even sunlight into oblivion.
The Dark-Gold Lizardman, hovering in horror, screamed:
"Retreat! RETREA—"
He never finished.
Reizan threw the Sword of Nunoboko—and it extended infinitely, piercing straight through the commander's chest. The giant beast gasped—watching a blade made of divine black spiral rip through his armor, body, and soul.
He fell from the sky—his wings sliced off, his core obliterated.
Reizan landed softly on the ruined battlefield, walking forward like a god among ash.
The few remaining Lizardmen crawled, stumbled, and tried to flee.Reizan gave no mercy.
He raised his palm. The Golden Wheel spun above him once more, forming another crescent blade.
And he brought the sword down one last time.
The final swing cleaved the earth itself.A colossal scar split across the desert, hundreds of kilometers long.Flames poured out of the abyss.Time itself twisted at the point of impact.
Silence returned.
The army was no more.
Not a single soldier left.
Only Reizan remained, standing on a floating rock amid a collapsing plain, his glowing eyes staring into the horizon.
His Truth-Seeking Balls rotated behind him once again. He raised one finger and whispered to himself:
"I'm Not even worth using 100%."
[Stage 5 - Cleared - Time - 5 minutes ]
[Total Elimination - 100,000 Master level (Kage)]
[Proceed to final Stage 6 - 1 Million Master level Lizardmen ]
Reizan, suspended high above the battlefield, his black-and-gold cloak shimmering with divine intensity, glanced at the endless wasteland below—now an abyssal graveyard of obliterated warriors and shattered sand dunes, the scars of his power still radiating chakra heat.
He looked ahead with a faint glimmer , the shimmering lotus pattern in half -awakened eye reflecting his divine status.
"Proceed," he uttered coldly."I hope the next battle won't disappoint me."