A knife?
Huai Shi's hair stood on end.
Whether it was that fleeting silhouette, the method of attack, or his own firsthand experience... it had definitely been a knife!
No matter how useless Huai Shi was, he wasn't so bad that he couldn't tell how he had just "died." He was the Sword of Calamity, after all. He could at least tell the difference between a knife and candy!
It was fleeting, yet seemed capable of severing time itself.
It had no form, yet seemed able to carve open all things, stripping away every unnecessary element for the sake of a single instant of "cutting"!
Its sharpness and purity were outrageous, yet it was completely different from that so-called Sword Demon and whatever World-Ending Sword Intent had come before.
They were practically polar opposites...
It was like insisting that Ying Fangzhou, who specialized in purification, and Huai Shi, the jack-of-all-trades, were the same person. From combat style to principles to sheer temperament, the two were things that simply could not coexist within the same person!
How did you do that?
In his sudden daze, Huai Shi found it hard to understand. Did multiple personalities have such fucking benefits?
Can you take me along?
"Ah, thanks to you, I finally remembered."
Absolute Punishment Minister clasped his hands behind his back and sighed with emotion. "Besides being the Sword Demon, I was also a knife fanatic... It is your honor to receive my all-destroying strike."
"Honor my ass!"
Huai Shi could no longer hold back his glare. "You definitely just added that setting for yourself, didn't you?!"
"Insolence, I am!"
Absolute Punishment Minister flew into a rage, his face flushing red. "I remembered all of this! How am I not a knife fanatic—"
Boom!
Boundless darkness reappeared. That extreme chill of sharpness