On an island in the sea within Bo Yue's command world, Li Shiwei was practicing the latest power she had mastered.
It was a power she had suddenly comprehended fifteen years ago, a Dao Charm born from her moment of enlightenment. She did not know where it had come from.
Yet she had somehow learned it without realizing it, and it was... incredibly powerful.
Powerful to an absurd degree.
She could sever all things.
That was right, all things, including world barriers and all kinds of magical treasures.
Previously, Uncle Bo Yue had been curious about the limits of this Dao Charm and brought out several sixth-rank magical treasures for her to test. They had been severed directly as well.
He had even condensed his Dharma Body and let Li Shiwei try. In the end, it had been like a hot knife slicing through snow—one stroke, and even a fifth-rank Dharma Body could not stop it.
Of course, cutting it open was useless. To a fifth-rank being, such a wound was no different from no wound at all.
But... a seventh-rank attack being able to cut through a fifth-rank Dharma Body was terrifying enough in itself.
It was just difficult to control. She could barely govern the range of damage, and she could not turn it off.
Bo Yue's assessment had been, "Perhaps you haven't practiced enough. Practice makes perfect. Train more, and it should be fine."
Thus, for fifteen years, Li Shiwei had practiced without cease.
Without resting, day and night, she had kept attacking, practicing how to control this power.
She divided her time into two portions: one for thought, and one for practice.
Of the twelve chen in a day, she spent six thinking and six practicing. Other than that, she did nothing.
She neither ate, slept,