A Strange Premonition

After gaining an initial grasp of the Yin Yang Seal, Meng Qi's self-created "Yin Yang Three Combinations, What Is the Root, What Is the Transformation" made great strides. It still had many problems, but he had finally gained a true sense of adapting to the root and transforming with it. In other words, yin and yang flowed and shifted without either taking precedence, changing according to the surrounding aura, forces, and circumstances. Using it now was just right, as natural as a fish in water.

His long saber trembled as it cut into the Primordial Magnetic domain. With his spiritual perception refined to Subtlety, Meng Qi sensed the powerful, surging forces of attraction, pulling, and dragging all around him. They were chaotic and unpredictable, making them difficult to judge; he could not actively generate an opposing force to counter them. The moment they affected him, his trajectory would twist, veering away from Daoist Chixia and missing the strike.

But the moment the Primordial Magnetic Force touched the yin-yang-shifting Heaven's Wound, it took on a yin or yang aspect, giving shape to the pulling and dragging. Then, in an instant, it shifted, turning yin into yang or yang into yin. Pulling became pushing, lifting became dragging down, producing a new force of equal strength but opposite direction to cancel out the force he had just felt. His original, mysterious trajectory remained intact, and like a knife through tofu, he cut through the Primordial Magnetic domain and struck at the figure of Daoist Chixia at blinding speed.

Daoist Chixia seemed stunned by the strike—or perhaps, as he drew his bowstring, he had difficulty moving. He did not dodge!

The blade-light reached him, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on Daoist Chixia's face. His figure shattered beneath the strike, each fragment crystalline, like