Shing!
The energy shot forward—swift, precise—cleanly slicing a chair in half.
Su Xiaobai blinked.
"…So that's it."
Suddenly, Bai Yujian's violent outburst earlier made sense.
She could have just said that!
Without breaking his sword.
Without roasting his entire existence.
Without turning his soul into minced meat.
He exhaled.
Whatever. No point in dwelling on it.
Instead, he raised his own hand.
He had already used a technique like this before—
"Sky Splitting Blade."
A technique from the "Seven Moves of Judgment".
It was literally just colossal Sword Qi—an overwhelming force that could cut through anything.
By moving his hand in an arc, he could unleash a massive edge of energy, severing everything in its path.
But now—
After a few minor adjustments, he could control it.
He didn't need a full-powered arc anymore.
He could alter its shape, change its trajectory, refine its size—
Sword Qi became an extension of his spiritual energy.
