Severing Thunderstruck Wood, Breathing into the Void, and Beholding True Illusion (Part One)

After being tempered by heavenly lightning, Thunderstruck Wood became an extraordinarily subtle material. Though Su Che knew nothing of artifact refining, he could sense how exceptional it was. Its dense, sturdy substance and affinity for lightning gave it almost limitless possibilities.

With his current Sword Qi alone, he might not be able to cut it in two even with the Tai Hell Avici Sword, his most lethal technique.

That was right.

He could certainly blast the Thunderstruck Wood away, burn it to ash with the Ninth Nether Soul-Burning Yinflame, or destroy it by any number of other means.

But in terms of sheer sharpness, his current Sword Qi was not enough to sever it.

Through the sword intent of the Creative Lineage, however, he had done what he otherwise could not.

Over the final two thousand strikes, Su Che focused his sword intent on a single point. Instead of trying to cut straight through the Thunderstruck Wood, he used fine strands of Sword Qi to wear down and tear at the tiny scales on its surface.

What looked like a single sword strike was, beneath the surface, a web woven from countless threads of Sword Qi as fine as ox-hair needles. They kept tugging at and breaking down the wood's surface, pulling apart its close-set scales and widening the gaps between them.

Rather than cutting it open with a sword, he had turned his sword intent into a file and rasped away at it bit by bit.

At the same time, he used the power of Elemental Magnetism to disturb the lightning within the Thunderstruck Wood, disrupting the self-contained cycle it had formed.

Lightning divided naturally into yin and yang, each balancing the other. Su Che kept adding fuel to the fire, upsetting that balance.

At last, the right moment