Three Mandalas

Above the Heavenly River, Mandala sat cross-legged within a water lotus, all manner of profound insights flowing through her heart.

Under the Heavenly Emperor's True Spirit Empowerment, the parts of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones that Mandala had originally failed to understand suddenly became clear.

Feeling herself rapidly grasp One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Mandala also understood the preciousness of this inheritance.

As all kinds of profound mysteries concerning One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones surfaced in her mind, Mandala's body, still as a rock in meditation, stirred slightly.

Mandala slowly formed an ancient hand seal with both hands.

Buzz~

As Mandala formed the hand seal, wondrous ripples seemed to resonate with it throughout heaven and earth.

"One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!"

"Self-Severing Blade!"

Mandala parted her small lips, and a sound carrying an indescribable cadence rang out.

A strange spiritual radiance surged from Mandala's body, harmonizing with the ripples echoing through heaven and earth.

The spiritual radiance and the ripples merged, churning endlessly. Faintly, an illusory blade was born within them.

That illusory blade was extraordinarily mystical. It clearly existed, yet it gave off an ethereal, intangible feeling.

Seeing Mandala condense this illusory blade, the Heavenly Emperor smiled.

At this point, her cultivation of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones was nearly complete. All that remained was to sever incarnations from herself.

Just then, Mandala rose from the water lotus. Her hand seals shifted as she raised her head and fixed her gaze upon the illusory blade.

"Sever!"

With a buzz, the illusory blade trembled slightly before descending straight toward Mandala.

Buzz!

The illusory blade hacked heavily toward the crown of Mandala's head, its might incomparably terrifying.

Yet Mandala neither dodged nor evaded, facing the blade head-on.

The illusory blade truly