"Fall from the sky?"
Having just been corrupted and then awakened from that state, it could not control its body at all. It could only thrash about like a dying octopus, which was rather unpleasant to watch.
Yet its voice remained soft and sweet, even carrying a hint of natural airheadedness.
That voice, paired with its utterly grotesque appearance, was not merely jarring—it was nauseating.
"Hehehe~~"
Hoshino even heard it giggling foolishly.
"What kind of sword?" The tangled mass of threads spoke in a dazed, idiotic voice.
"That depends on what you fear in your heart." Hoshino patiently answered. "Whatever weapon you fear most, that is what it will look like to you."
"Ah~ Is that so? Will it be a new experience?"
"You will die. Truly die. Completely die. Every inch of your soul will be ground to pieces."
"..."
It fell silent for a long time.
Vermilion feathers drifted across the sky as a giant sword gathered overhead, like storm clouds converging above them, like the Grim Reaper's scythe. She was not sure what sort of attack could destroy it completely, so she simply unleashed maximum power.
After all, the Immortal at her peak had used this thing as a basic attack.
"Hehehe~" That airheaded laughter sounded again.
"That's... great... Anyway, I'm... tired too... Studying, my ass!"
The Taixu Divine Sword fell from the sky.
Silently bringing destruction upon it, the Taixu Divine Sword shredded the soul that had spent so long touching forbidden knowledge and learning with insatiable hunger into fragments. Perhaps in its final moments, it cursed studying.
Hoshino closed her eyes.
Fu Hua, who had accomplished all this from a hundred li away, rubbed her eyes. An image appeared before her: a little girl dragging a library ladder over, standing on tiptoe, and struggling to