A fierce gleam flashed like lightning. Driven by Lin Xuan, that Immortal Sword transformed into a dazzling sheet of rosy light, a verdant green so radiant it was almost blinding, and hacked down viciously toward Lin Xuan.
As that green glow flickered, it even faintly contained a trace of the power of laws. Lin Xuan had already advanced to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, so his control over the Laws of Heaven and Earth was naturally far superior to before.
Though this Immortal Sword was not Nine Palaces Moment, it was no ordinary object either. With a slash like this, saying it possessed the might of Moving Mountains and Overturning Seas would not be the slightest exaggeration. Even old monsters of the same Tribulation Transcendence Stage would be unwilling to meet its edge head-on.
Yet Lin Xuan did not dodge. What he had intended from the start was to test a move.
Facing that emerald-green radiance, Lin Xuan raised his right hand and met it with an ease that seemed to lift a great weight as if it were light.
Boom!
A deafening explosion rang in his ears. His entire arm was wrapped in that dazzling, brilliant glow, then completely swallowed by it. Yet there was not the slightest pain on Lin Xuan's face; he still wore that same calm, cloud-light, wind-gentle expression.
The entire process did not last long enough to draw much attention either—only a few breaths from beginning to end.
An inconceivable scene appeared.
Crack...
As though glass had fallen to the ground and shattered, that rosy light began breaking apart inch by inch.
First, it spread rapidly like a spiderweb. Then, with a crash, it broke into countless fragments, which quickly scattered into the air.
Once the light dissipated, that emerald-green Immortal Sword revealed its original form