"Epoch's End: Final Sunset," Nian Shi intoned, his voice flat and absolute.
Rip—
A beam lanced from the tip of the blade. It was not gray this time, but a deep, void-like black, shot through with silver threads of annihilated time. It moved, but not through space. It moved through concept, through the very connection that Yue Bingyao had forged.
It was an ending delivered directly to the source, a declaration that the moon's cycle stopped here.
Yue Bingyao's reaction was instantaneous. She knew his intention the moment he moved. A cry of denial, the first raw emotion she had shown, escaped her lips. The God Slaying Sword, which had merged with her form, materialized back into her hand in a flash of desperate silver light.
"Eclipse!" she uttered, her voice echoing with the anguish of the moon itself.
