Under this slice of the blade, it encompassed the vast expanse of the universe, star shifting and dipper turning, seas changing into mulberry fields, yet none could diminish the elegance of this strike.
In a daze, Zhou Dao saw the changing celestial phenomena, galaxy turning in the firmament, but at the end of those years, there stood a person always.
Despite the alterations of the mortal world, he was like a blade edge sheathed, bursting forth all at once to overturn everything, severing all in the endless flow of time, recreating everything.
Boom...
Such a dominant and overwhelming blade light shocked Wang Xiaoyi, freezing his thoughts in place, as if they had left him.
"Zhou Dao!" Wang Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, as if plummeting into a deep valley, instinctively calling out Zhou Dao's name.
As if this call was a farewell.
In this boundless world, who could withstand the elegance of this blade?
"Carving a whole cow, using a great cleaver to cut chicken!"