Lin Yan moved slowly, lightly.
Like a calligrapher tracing an elegant, timeless horizontal stroke in the air.
He merely closed his eyes, then snapped them open.
He connected his mind to the dormant Red-Gold Sword Pellet within his dantian.
Mind aligned with intent, intent aligned with qi.
Humm-
A sword's cry that did not exist in the physical world, yet exploded deep within the soul, suddenly rippled outward.
An invisible, formless intent, sharp enough to sever everything in heaven and earth, burst from his joined fingertips!
Foremost of the five elements, it governed slaughter, ruthless change, and the severing of all life.
Geng Metal Sword Intent!
This intent was neither energy nor Nen aura.
It was pure will, a concept that transcended matter.
It was Lin Yan's understanding of the sword, the manifestation of his Dao.
It was the very concept of severance!
Through eyes fully empowered with Gyo, Wing witnessed the most unforgettable sight of his life.
Where Lin Yan's fingertips passed, an absolute band of vacuum seemed to appear in the air.
That field of malice formed from Hisoka's terrifying reserves of Nen, viscous as a pink mire and heavy as cascading mercury, was actually...
Cleft open by that single sweep of his fingers!
"It was like a searing branding iron sinking into snow, or a sharp blade slicing through thin paper.
There was no evenly matched struggle, no earthshaking roar, only the simplicity of the great Dao-a silent cut."
Ssshh...
It gave the illusion that space itself had been torn apart.
A pitch-black, bottomless "fissure" appeared out of nowhere within the pink aura.
It began at Lin Yan's feet and extended in a straight line, reaching all the way into the shadows at the end of the corridor.
Sliver of Heaven opened!
The terrifying Nen pressure bearing