Breakfast shop.
Shen Ye sat on the sofa, his gaze slightly deep.
The Rain Blade rested at his hand.
This is within the city.
If the scale of the battle expands, casualties will increase ceaselessly and significantly.
A solution must be found.
Solution...
His gaze fell onto the blade.
Blade.
Lan Yangyang stood up lazily.
Fei Lun coordinated with him seamlessly, understanding each other's thoughts with just a glance.
Others need to slowly bond with their blade to wield it as they wish.
He lacks such issues.
Thus—
He gently gripped the hilt.
The long blade immediately knew his thoughts, restraining all its edge cleanly.
Restraint does not mean disappearance; it means compressing and concentrating it.
Shen Ye gently swung the blade.
The blade was silent.
The void remained without any fluctuation.
—In fact, he's already grasped the way.
This Heaven Shaking Slash, if fully unleashed, the entire city, even the planet, would find it unbearable.
