CLANG! A sword cry echoed through the Nine Heavens. This was a supreme, emotionless strike, like a sword from the Supreme Above the Nine Heavens, cleaving through the mortal world, leaving nothing behind. It was majestic, ultimate, and mercilessly lethal.
PFFT! The sword swept past, creating a ghastly, spectacular scene. Heads flew into the air, one after another, as pillars of blood shot toward the sky like fountains. A rain of blood began to fall.
As their heads soared far, far away, the victims could still see their own bodies, could see the blood fountaining high from their necks. The heads rolled across the ground, their eyes wide open. Even at the moment of death, they never saw what that sword strike looked like.
Everyone was stunned by the sight. A thousand slain with a single sword. The blood that splattered on the ground gathered into rivers, flowing toward lower ground and staining the earth red.
