Three Months

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Inside the cave abode, Shen Changchuan sat cross-legged on the White Jade Meditation Cushion, layers of space ripples visible to the naked eye trembling around him.

Suddenly, he raised his hand.

He pressed his fingers together like a sword, then slashed through the void.

As a mark swept across the void, a dazzling emerald-green radiance bloomed at his fingertip. Crystal-clear magic power gathered into a sword light carrying boundless, majestic vitality, yet at the same time containing a thread of deathly, silent extinction.

In an instant, it shot out from the void and pierced through space!

Hiss-rip!

On the open ground in front of the cave abode, the wooden puppet raised by magic was instantly like butter meeting a red-hot, scalding blade, cut apart in a flash.

The edge of that emerald-green sword light was so terrifyingly sharp that it even sliced open the space behind it, and it was about to slam into the formation light curtain of the cave abode not far away!

Yet in that very instant, Shen Changchuan waved his left hand. An invisible, formless power surged out like rolling waves; though it moved later, it arrived first, instantly catching up to that terrifying emerald sword light and enveloping it!

Splash, crash!

In the void, a sound rang out like surging water.

That patch of space abruptly folded and caved in like paper, then transformed into a spatial vortex, easily swallowing the terrifying emerald sword light inside!

The emerald sword light, powerful enough to cut space open, sank into the black hole at the center of the spatial vortex like a clay ox entering the sea, vanishing completely without raising even the faintest ripple!

After swallowing that sword light, the spatial vortex also slowly