Seeing that I had actually slimmed the thing, which had originally been fattened into a lump of sludge, back to its original form in an instant, Taihua Jun's expression changed completely. He muttered, "That's impossible... How could this be... This old man tried everything, yet none of it was as effective as that one palm of yours?"
"This wasn't an ordinary palm strike." I chuckled, then swung the sludge-like longsword a few times. The shrill sounds of it ripping through the air carried an eerie quality—the terrifying sound of cutting. If I wished, this thing might even be able to sever the World-Opening Laws. It was definitely a frightening existence.
The name Law Sword might suit it. Of course, that was a little exaggerated, but for now, I couldn't think of anything else to describe it with. As for its specific abilities, I had no way to test them.
The world I inhabited—including the Chaos Heaven, the Nine Heavens, and places like Earth—had all been created when the Primordial Ancient Immortal Opened the Heavens and Split the Earth. Thus, we were all affected by the laws formed by that Primordial Ancient Immortal. Breaking through different worlds meant breaking through different laws. For example, leaving the World-Opening Laws and heading to the Dao-Proving Heaven meant entering a region governed by another set of laws.
One either adapted to the laws of the present world or transcended the laws entirely. This sword was something capable of creating an alternate set of laws. Of course, it couldn't be said to be much stronger than the World-Opening Fossil Sword. It was merely a clash between laws. Still, at least for now, I hadn't seen anything in the World-Opening Laws truly capable of damaging the sword in my hand.
After all, it had eaten the