The power of the Taoism Sword Immortal could show him the perfect response ahead, but—
There's a thin line between knowing and doing.
Buzz—!
The Bright Moon trembled violently for a moment, the flowing radiant brilliance on its surface showing unnatural fluctuations for the first time.
Like a calm lake being disturbed by a stone, the ripple was quickly smoothed by a stronger Sword Intent, but the momentary hesitation was real and undeniable.
Perfection was broken!
Even if only for a moment, even if it's minuscule.
But for Ning Qingman, this instant was enough!
The power of Sword Dissolving attached itself to the Sword Qi, cutting into the Bright Moon like a bamboo splitting.
Boom!
A muffled sound emerged from within the Bright Moon, the pressing force suddenly halted, and though its surface still shone brightly, the perfect structural balance inside had a tiny tear ripped open.
