The Underworld.
Beside Yinhun Mountain.
The Wangsǐ River.
The old blind man knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the river.
Who knew how much time had passed?
He remained kneeling there, like a stone statue unmoving since time immemorial.
Suddenly.
A voice rang out in the distance:
"Hey, I killed you. Do you hate me?"
It was Shen Ye!
His words seemed to possess some sort of magic, bringing the old blind man to life at once.
The old blind man sprang up. Without concealing anything, he released a dense mass of brains into the air and unleashed an utterly terrifying mental spell.
The entire Underworld was twisted into a thin line by that spell.
Yet Shen Ye exclaimed in admiration:
"No matter how many times I see it, this spell really is incredible. It's far stronger than all the different spells I've seen!"
His long saber rose.
All the fierce radiance rising from its blade vanished the instant it appeared.
The saber.
It was as though it did not exist.
Shen Ye delivered this slash, yet it seemed as though he had never struck at all.
Boundless golden light rose in his eyes, forming arcane trajectories.
He saw it!
With his current strength, there was only one kind of slash that could give him a fighting chance against the old blind man.
The saber.
It traced the trajectory of fate through the void.
-Using a fate technique to drive his swordsmanship, merging them into a slash that would put his enemy to death!
The entire world of the dead returned to normal in an instant.
The old blind man's spell was immediately broken.
Just as I thought!
Shen Ye thought to himself.
This was a move he had never used before-
Blade Art: Flower Scatter.
-Seeing through countless