Things Beyond Comprehension

Was it really just a single strand of hair?

The moment Feng Ye moved, Shinobu Kocho had already raised her guard to its highest level, ready to protect her sister at any moment. Yet nothing happened.

Feng Ye had merely blown the strand of hair toward them. He made no other move and simply stood there, watching them calmly.

Shinobu looked at her sister, Kanae.

Swish!

Without a sound, Kanae drew her Nichirin Blade and gently caught the silver strand on the flat of its blade, lifting it onto the edge.

Her gaze fixed on the silver strand.

In truth, cutting a single hair was not an easy task, especially when there was no point of force. An ordinary person would find it difficult to do.

No matter how sharp the blade, it was exceedingly difficult to cut a hair floating in midair, bearing no force and possessing tremendous flexibility.

But for a swordswoman of Kanae's level, it was no problem at all.

Kanae carefully examined the silver-white strand, but after observing it for a long time, she found nothing unusual about it aside from its color.

When she looked at Feng Ye, she saw that he was still standing there with a smile.

She drew a light breath. After a brief moment of contemplation, she lightly swung the Nichirin Blade in her right hand.

Though it was only a simple swing, and she had not even used a Breathing Style, as a Hashira-class swordswoman who had also learned some swordsmanship from Makomo, this strike was enough to cleave steel in two!

But—

The instant she swung her sword, both she and Shinobu beside her froze, their gazes locked upon the blade, unable to move away.

The silver-white strand clung tightly to the blade. Though the sharp edge swept through