[A leisurely blade-light cleaved out from the depths of the void.]
[It carried no killing intent, yet it was like a recollection, like a sigh.]
[As the Three Daos' sect masters watched this blade, their minds were seized for a moment, leaving them dazed.]
[Scenes of memories that had never existed surfaced in their minds, flickering past like a revolving lantern: sorrow and joy, unions and partings, love and hate, obsession and resentment, truth and falsehood impossible to distinguish.]
[The Great Fate Art that had once trapped Moon Venerable and the other four in a death trap, with seven stars arrayed across the heavens, was cleaved in two by that blade-light.]
[The blade-light did not diminish, instead chopping straight toward Heavenly One.]
[The star-robed youth raised a hand and extended a finger, golden as jade. At its tip, a brilliant universe of stars seemed to revolve:]
["Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, Winnowing Basket; Dipper, Ox, Maiden, Void, Rooftop, Encampment, Wall. Legs, Bond, Stomach, Hairy Head, Net, Beak, Three Stars; Well, Ghost, Willow, Star, Extended Net, Wings, Chariot."]
[The Twenty-Eight Mansions emerged with the incantation.]
[A colossal vortex of stars spun at his fingertip, blocking that blade-light.]
[Yet the blade-light forcibly cleaved apart the star vortex and struck Heavenly One's finger.]
[Blood streamed down.]
[Behind the star-robed youth, an ancient tortoiseshell book slowly unfolded. Only then did it trap the blade-light and allow it to gradually dissipate.]
[Heavenly One stared intently at the void above Taihua Sect.]
[Yet Moon Venerable and the other four had already broken free of the Great Fate Art.]
[At last, a thread of vitality appeared between their brows, rather than the ashen aura of death from before.]
[Moon Venerable and Ant True Person did not dare delay. They swiftly retreated to Taihua Sect and landed