"Once the Sword Dao reaches the realm of Sages, what else can it cut?"
Qiongxiao's voice was calm.
Yet the question plunged Yunxiao, Bixiao, and Zhao Gongming into thought at the same time.
They all understood the path Qiongxiao now walked.
She had cultivated the sword for many years, and her repertoire had grown smaller and smaller.
Some of her once-splendid divine abilities had long since been discarded, one after another.
Now, practically the only thing she would seriously employ was the Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword in her hand.
Yet the things that sword could cut were growing ever more numerous.
The flesh.
The primordial spirit.
Dharma power.
Space.
Even some of the connections between Great Dao divine abilities.
Qiongxiao had now reached the Great Luo realm.
Beyond that lay.
Higher levels of laws, karma, and the Great Dao.
She was still feeling her way forward.
But a Sage stood right before her.
Naturally, she had to ask while she had the chance.
Tongtian did not answer immediately.
He reached back and took down the Qingping Sword, laid it across his knees, and slowly brushed his fingers over its sheath.
Only after a moment did Tongtian ask, "When you first began learning the sword, what did you want to cut?"
Qiongxiao recalled those days for a moment. "Enemies."
Tongtian continued, "And after you became a Golden Immortal?"
Qiongxiao answered, "Divine abilities, magical treasures, flesh-anything that stood before my sword could be cut."
Tongtian nodded gently.
"And after reaching Great Luo?"
Qiongxiao considered this. "I can cut space, and cleave through the power of the Great Dao as well. But when I encounter laws that are too powerful, I still cannot sever them completely."
Tongtian smiled at her words.
"Then you already have your answer."
Qiongxiao's brows drew together slightly.
Tongtian