The moment it appeared, time and space themselves seemed to be forcibly frozen for an instant.
This sword light was as vast as a surging Star Sea, yet as condensed as a needle that could pierce the heavens.
It ignored all distance. The very instant of its birth, its supreme sharpness already spanned the heavens.
Its target: the Glazed Buddha Palm, a manifestation of the Buddhist Sect's supreme will, that was about to seize Xu Yunfan.
Where the sword light passed.
There was no world-shaking explosion.
No frenzied torrent of energy annihilation.
Only a silent, soundless…
TSS.
It was like a searing brand pressed into soft snow, or a razor slicing through the finest silk.
