Shifting Forms

"Is that all?"

Watching Li Pin's figure rapidly retreat, You Xu twirled his blade, his expression indifferent.

"Magnificent."

As Li Pin repaired his divine body, he sincerely praised him. "A blade strike of breathtaking brilliance! I had thought the changes in your strike lay in spatial traction, but I never expected that, beyond pulling space itself, at the instant it struck its target, it could transform from 'Reversal' into 'Chaos.' The name 'Reversal Chaos' truly lived up to its reputation."

You Xu's expression did not change in the slightest because of Li Pin's praise. "If this is your limit... ten strikes, and I'll kill you."

"Come."

Li Pin held his sword level. "Let me see how you intend to kill me."

"I admire your courage, but..."

You Xu stepped forward.

Like an Interminable Walker, he silently crossed the spatial divide between himself and Li Pin, appearing before him as though he had teleported.

"It's over."

Reversal Chaos!

Destiny Art.

The world before Li Pin's eyes seemed to condense once more.

He quietly watched the blade light You Xu had slashed out, as though admiring some truth that represented the path of space.

Though calling it "truth" was somewhat exaggerated, the Void Race...

Really were the darlings of space.

Especially the Saint Emperor-level Void Race. They had already pushed this precious gift bestowed upon them by the universe to its utmost limit.

As Li Pin watched You Xu's blade light, all his recent insights, studies, and understanding of space deepened through the Heart of Space transformed into a foundation at this moment, surging and flowing endlessly in the depths of his mind, seemingly about to burst from the earth as an insight into truth.

However...

It was still just short of the mark.

Whoosh!

The slanted space trembled and tore apart.