Rushed forward.
The originally formless mist, at the moment of contact.
Split in two.
Directly... sliced into two halves.
...
Crescent-shaped wave of air.
Continued forward.
Above the groove that extended forward, symmetrically, a black line appeared.
... Whether viewed from the side or head-on, it was a remarkably straight black line.
It was proof that space was being cut.
And this black line kept spreading forward relentlessly.
In an instant... it reached Yifudian, whose vile wings were unfurled, and head was shattered, now slowly reassembling.
This headless demon sensed something.
The already spread filthy wings suddenly closed, flapping towards the horizontally cutting sword energy.
Swoosh—
But.
It was like a mantis trying to stop a cart.
The wings, upon contacting the sword energy, were effortlessly split in two like tofu.
While the crescent-shaped wave of air continued forward.
