"I have a sword technique. Please give me your guidance!"
Yun He raised his hand and thrust his sword lightly.
It seemed as effortless as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze, without any imposing force.
Hiss!
A streak of black sword light swept silently through the void, slicing a long, narrow fissure through it as though cutting paper.
As if teleporting, the sword light arrived before the guardian in an instant.
"What?!"
The guardian's pupils contracted. The black sword light was so fast that he had no time to react.
And the surrounding space-time seemed to have been locked in place. He could not even move.
Pfft!
The black sword light entered the guardian's chest and emerged from his back, meeting no resistance, like a hot knife through butter.
Then...
The black sword light suddenly exploded, engulfing the guardian's entire body.
Boom!
The surrounding space-time seemed to collapse and compress, forming a rapidly spinning miniature black hole roughly ten meters in diameter.
"Aah!"
The black hole engulfed and devoured the guardian. Its terrifying rotational force tore his body into powder.
Clang!
The sword returned to its sheath.
With a single step, Yun He arrived at the edge of the black hole. His eyes brimmed with delight as he stared at it, as though gazing at a peerless beauty.
This was his own masterpiece.
He had created the technique by imitating the mixed hole and combining more than two hundred sets of space-time sword techniques.
It was a technique formed from the laws of light, time, and space, but it was not a fusion law.
Whoosh!
The black hole lasted more than ten seconds before slowly dissipating.
A pitch-black region of nothingness roughly ten meters in diameter appeared in the air. The void within it had completely shattered, reduced to dust.