The massive hammer shook Nian's mind.
The world unfurled before her like a painting. Everything that had happened just now had been an illusion, and it was as though she had only truly awakened at this moment.
One sword could sever part of a person's memories. When that sword became countless blades hanging above every human head, it could surgically strip away the collective memory of something from the masses. It was absolutely feasible.
That sword did not cut gods. It cut all living beings.
She was a fish in the sea, never worried that the water would betray her. Yet at some point, the water had suddenly withdrawn from her, leaving only cold emptiness around her. A suffocating pressure bore down from ahead, and she fell once more into an unfathomable dream.
Except this time, it was a nightmare.
No, a waking nightmare.
"See? You're afraid again." The person opposite her seemed to sigh. "That's a good thing. Every creature should have something to fear."
Nian planted the Xuanyuan Sword into the ground, sinking it half a foot deep. It was like returning a leaf to a tree, a drop of water to the sea, until the original individual could no longer be distinguished. Nian let out a breath, then raised her head and continued watching.
"Nian Beast, disperse."
Those were the last words she heard. Then her entire field of vision sank into darkness as eternal as sleep.
The farce was over.
In Hoshino's eyes, Nian suddenly fell silent. This was all Fenghuang Down's doing. Her eyes were unfocused beneath her hood. Hoshino had ordered her to return to Jingzhe as quickly as possible. As for how she traveled, this ancient deity should have had her own way.
There was no need to worry about her.
Finally alone,