(That bastard Ichiro will definitely die tomorrow!)
"Everyone, stand back. Texas, protect them..."
Bai Ye stepped forward, moving to Dusk and Nian's side as he slowly raised Tear of Heaven.
The silver-white longsword let out a soft hum. It truly seemed somewhat excited.
"This sword is no ordinary thing. Nian, your craftsmanship has improved somewhat." Dusk curiously glanced at the sword in Bai Ye's hand.
"Heh, stop mocking me. If I had that kind of skill, you wouldn't stand a chance..." Nian rolled her eyes.
"Huh?!" Dusk was somewhat bewildered. "You didn't forge it?"
"Of course not... This sword belongs to Bai Ye himself. I don't have that kind of ability." Nian nodded.
Nian had never even heard of the materials used to forge this sword, much less possessed the craftsmanship required.
Even though she carried a fragment of the authority of forging.
"So there are things even you can't do. Hehe—" Dusk sneered, then swept out her brush and drew Nian and Bai Ye into her painting.
"This move again?"
Bai Ye sighed and raised Tear of Heaven with both hands.
The next moment, before Dusk and Nian's eyes, Bai Ye swung his sword.
This time, Bai Ye was not merely seeking to cut an opening in the world of the painting.
He wanted to cleave this world apart outright.
Endless sharpness burst forth from Bai Ye's body. His slender frame seemed to have been infused with some supernatural substance, his presence rising steadily and expanding without end.
Then Bai Ye unleashed a dazzling arc of sword light.
The brilliant, radiant sword light flashed past, and Dusk's painted world began to fracture into pieces.
"Tch—you actually brought this kind of monster here and shattered my painting again..." Dusk looked helplessly at the painting Bai Ye had cut apart, her