There was no flash of sword light, no sword energy. Heavenly Ghost Yiren did not feel a thing.
Yet his left arm silently slid off from the shoulder.
The cut was smooth and even. Not even a drop of blood spilled out.
Only when the arm slammed into the ground did blood gush from Heavenly Ghost Yiren's severed shoulder like a fountain.
Splashing blood hit the ground and pooled into a crimson puddle. The bleeding was so severe that the soil could not absorb it in time.
All four of the Heavenly Ghost's eyes shrank by a fraction. Then his form flickered as he pulled away.
"An invisible slash?"
"That's the same as Captain Wang Meng's Combat Skill."
Captain Bai's voice rang out over the communications channel.
But Luo Yan said flatly, "No, it's different."
That hadn't simply been an "invisible slash." Through the vision of the Golden Eyes of Enlightenment, Luo Yan had seen that when the mecha swung its arm, the sacred female figure overlapping with the mecha had moved in perfect synchronization.
When that figure's longsword descended, several golden symbols had appeared. This showed that Bai Qixue's movements had been less an attack than the activation of some kind of rule.
And that rule had cost the Heavenly Ghost an arm!
Could Bai Qixue already harmonize with the Heavenly Dao and use it to attack?
The thought had barely surfaced when Luo Yan rejected it.
No.
The one harmonizing with the Heavenly Dao and using its power wasn't Bai Qixue.
It was the sacred figure overlapping with the divine machine Xuannü.
Bai Qixue had merely pulled the "trigger"—or perhaps she was only the programmer who had entered the command.
The truly powerful one wasn't Bai Qixue.
It was that sacred figure!
What exactly was it?
It probably