Great Xia.
Sword Pavilion.
Destiny Monk stood before the gates of the Sword Pavilion, his expression incomparably grave.
"...I understand what you mean." Zhou Ping's voice came from within the Sword Pavilion. "One sword, is it? Just point me in a direction."
Destiny Monk raised his hand and pointed toward a spot in the sky.
Inside the Sword Pavilion,
Zhou Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand in a Sword Finger, and lightly tapped toward the direction Lin Qiye had indicated...
Mirror Strait.
Clang—!!
A sword cry rang out, and the sea beneath Lin Qiye and Jinian's feet vanished in an instant!
The endless seawater seemed to have been crushed into pale vapor, churning as it spread through the entire mirror world. The straits between the continents and islands evaporated, while a savage sword scar rapidly spread through the void!
The sole passage that had originally connected to the outside world seemed to have been forcibly cleaved apart, carving a massive gash into this mirror world.
At the same time, the Black Goat, which had been rapidly pursuing Lin Qiye and Jinian, suddenly halted. Several enormous goat hooves growing from the storm clouds instantly exploded into a bloody mist, as if they had been severed by an invisible sword.
After its goat hooves were cut off, the Black Goat's speed immediately slowed. Hundreds of scarlet eyes fixed fiercely on the sword scar in the void as it let out an enraged howl.
Several Lovecraftian Gods stood beyond the range swept by the sword qi and narrowly escaped disaster. Even so, it was as though they had recalled something from that trace of Sword Intent, and for a time, they did not dare make any rash moves.
"Go!"
Lin Qiye did not hesitate. Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed