Even though this was Xing'er's body, when it came to communicating with the Laws of Heaven and Earth and understanding sword intent and sword force, I surpassed her by far. The same thing could produce different effects in different people's hands. Thus, when I took this step, I was as steady as Mount Tai. Under the powerful augmentation of the Time Law, every step beneath my feet stirred ripples, while waves of sword might slowly rose from the sword in my hand. This casually picked-up sword seemed to have found a soulmate it had sought for ages, letting out bursts of sword-song like roaring dragons and tigers.
Li Guxian stood at the entrance of the stone hall, her plain-colored dress swaying lightly in the wind and snow. A faint flush had appeared on her pale face.
I slowly stepped onto the stone path. With every step, the aura here grew stronger by a fraction, and the pressure on my sword suddenly increased greatly. However, the Time Law had become one with me, and I was like time itself flowing along the stone path—silently passing and silently drifting away. No matter what Laws there were, none could affect me, while I constantly influenced everything on the stone path, like ten-thousand-year winds and sands, like hundred-million-year-old stone, even like the snowflakes and dust floating in the air.
I lightly flourished the sword in my hand, then carried it behind my back and walked leisurely along the stone path, as though nothing could cling to me and the wind left no trace. That was because I had now entered the Dao of the world. Anything that ignored the Laws and rushed at me under the influence of the Time Law would suffer the effects of Divine Art Annihilation.
Time Annihilates the Dao—this was