Whiz!
A sword chime sounded. The Tao Rhythm Immortal Sword slashed backward in the Sword Dao River, cutting off its connection with the river and shot downwards, charging straight towards Sword Mountain.
On the hilt, numerous root-like tassels trailed long behind. These were the roots through which the Tao Rhythm Immortal Sword absorbed nutrients from the Sword Dao River.
Su Huanian pointed one hand to the sky, the sleeve falling to reveal an arm as flawless as lotus root.
Following the direction of Su Huanian's fingers, the Immortal Sword slashed down, shattering just inches from his brow and dissipating into speckles of starlight that entered Su Huanian's Intention Orifice.
Upon closer inspection, each dot of starlight was a tiny sword with diverse shapes.
Some were supremely pure and holy, others were supremely vile and evil, with roots of deep affection or devoid of all emotion, as if all the swords in the world could be found here.
