It was a dagger, a pitch-black dagger. Even under the bright daylight, it didn't reflect a single gleam of light. The blade of the black dagger was twenty centimeters long and triangular, its streamlined shape being optimally designed for piercing. The hilt was held in the hands of a frail little girl. Even now, the innocent expression on the little girl's face remained, yet the triangular blade in her hands bore an unusually sharp aura, piercing into the right side of Sky Scar's back.
Sky Scar's body was naturally defensive, but the strangely pointed force had suddenly formed a penetrating attack. His skin only slightly served as a barrier, but the triangular blade had already impaled him. Space-related supernatural power along with cosmic energy had finally exploded at this moment. After the triangular blade entered his body by three inches, these two immense energies locked it tightly, preventing it from advancing any further or being withdrawn.