Qingping, by nature rootless, drifts from the void.
A sword slashed down from above the firmament!
This sword strike was truly peerless in all the world.
After a moment of calm, a series of deafening rumbles echoed between heaven and earth as the sky itself began to crack.
A pitch-black fissure appeared in the celestial canopy, stretching from east to west, violently tearing apart the sea of fire that filled the sky.
It seemed just as Su Bei had said: a single blade of grass could sever the sun and moon!
"Sword Three, Grass Blade Shielding the Heavens!"
This cut, this break, was for the sake of the Dao!
The Dao was not the Heavenly Dao, nor the Great Dao; it was the Sovereign Dao.
—The Sovereign Dao stands as the foundation of the world!
The elders from the various Sacred Lands were instantly unable to remain seated. One after another, they rose to their feet, gazing at that sword.
Gazing at that resplendent gold!
The Sovereign Sword of the Sword Sect!
