Swordsmanship that should not have existed in this world was forbidden for a simple reason: the techniques of this sword had already surpassed the original limits of this plane.
Certain restrictions under this plane's relative rules had no binding effect whatsoever on such greater power.
For instance, Beast King's incomparably hard shell offered no resistance at all before this strand of sword energy.
Even though that sword thread had been unleashed by Dracule Mihawk when he was already at the end of his strength.
"You shouldn't have waited until the end to use Sword Threading. If you'd used it from the start, that big guy would already be a pile of scrap metal."
Shin stood on a leaf and chuckled. "Besides, if I hadn't happened to pass by, you'd probably have ended up buried at sea in your current state."
Faced with Shin's casual teasing, Dracule Mihawk lowered his head, looking as though he were listening to instruction.
A second later, he cautiously asked, "Teacher, how did you come here?"
Shin shrugged with a smile. "Just passing through."
In the distance, Beast King's upper body had split completely apart, revealing its complex internal components and nearly flawless craftsmanship. Most astonishingly, blue blood was also spilling out.
Roars rang out. Despite being cut head-on by Sword Threading, Beast King had yet to lose its fighting ability.
Moreover, the blue blood shimmered with a strange glow. Drawn by that power, its split body actually showed signs of closing back together.
"This monster... was it really created by humans?" Even Dracule Mihawk could not help but marvel at the sight.
Shin said calmly, "Don't worry. Even the sword thread you just unleashed is impossible for it to repair. That power is above this plane. But ancient weapons like this possess powerful regenerative abilities