Karma was ethereal and intangible to everyone else. Only someone like him, who cultivated karma, could see and touch it—and only he could restore Uncle Jiang.
If Master Cao had directly severed Uncle Jiang's karma instead of taking away his time, Uncle Jiang could never have recovered.
That was how terrifying Sever Karma was.
How much of a person's karma could be severed? If all their karma vanished, would that mean the person no longer existed?
Thinking of this, Lu Yin looked toward the distant universe. Quite a few bugs were there, including the Green Immortal that called out to the Immortal Lord.
Though Lu Yin had cultivated that Green Immortal, it could never be loyal to him. Calling for the Immortal Lord was instinct.
Lu Yin watched the Green Immortal as karma swept over it, revealing the karma of its past. With a casual wave, he used Sever Karma.
Nothing seemed to happen. Even if there had been an effect, Lu Yin couldn't have noticed; it wasn't a bug.
But—
Lu Yin's gaze sharpened. He struck again, and this time, instead of severing karma, he completely erased the Green Immortal's karma. Having made a cause of severing part of karma, he had achieved invincibility in the present fruit. Sever Karma was a sword. It was a slash.
The Sever Karma Sword fell, tearing the Green Immortal's karma apart and chopping it into fragments.
When the Green Immortal's karma was completely shattered, it stood where it was, staring blankly under Lu Yin's gaze. It didn't move at all, like an empty shell.
It wasn't dead, but it might as well have been.
Its past was gone. Everything it possessed, everything it thought and imagined, was gone.
It was nothing but a living body. Nothing more.
Lu Yin let out a