[Your pupils contracted sharply. Your mind jolted, but you had no time to react.]
[Second Sir, standing opposite you, clearly had not even drawn his sword, yet your body had already scattered. You re-formed a short distance away, frowning.]
[You felt that this was beyond anything you could resist. Even if you summoned the Buddha Golden Body, you could not withstand it.]
[It was as though the deed had already happened before you tried to resist it. A chill crept down your spine...]
[And that sword strike seemed to stir something unseen. It felt almost like a stone cast into a lake: after a while, the surface returned to stillness, but the lake itself was subtly changed by the stone.]
[This sword was certain to hit, and it seemed you were certain to be wounded.]
[The white-clad young man twirled his fingers, and the green blade dissolved into drifting clouds. "What do you think of this sword?"]
[You considered the sword intent you had just felt, then said carefully, "This is your Natal Essence, Second Sir, called Immortal-Slaying? The sword intent even the Master fears?"]
[Second Sir walked to the lakeside. "Back then, I fused my Jade Pivot Core and Yang Spirit to condense my Natal Essence. I named it Immortal-Slaying. Young and reckless, I thought I could cut down the immortals in the heavens."]
["The swords of this world and its cosmos had reached their limit. The Sword Way had come to an end, so I thought to nurture a sword with the heart. The heart has no horizon. To the heart, ten thousand miles of clouds and sky are but a hand's breadth away; a single thought can turn Heaven and Earth upside down. The heart's power is boundless."]
[The white-clad young man raised a brow, a trace