The glow of the blade retracted completely, sinking into silence as if everything before had been a mere illusion.
But in the next instant—
The three-inch sword moved.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three near-simultaneous booms rang out, exploding in the ears of all who watched.
No flashy techniques, no mystical trajectories.
It simply faced the ravaged earth of the Holy City below—the raging wind, the dancing thunder, the surging water—and with the most tyrannical, most unreasonable of gestures, it unleashed three strikes.
A beam of Sword Qi—condensed to its absolute limit, over a hundred feet wide, and composed purely of Dark Gold light—burst into existence, like the first ray of dawn cleaving through eternal darkness!
It was magnificent, straight, and vast, carrying an irresistible, absolute power as it brutally slashed down toward the source of the wind, where its gales were strongest!
HISS!
