Max, however, remained calm despite the overwhelming pressure bearing down on him. He exhaled deeply, focusing all of his mind into his blade.
At that moment, he withdrew his flame concept entirely, relying solely on his sword concept. His aura shifted, becoming razor-sharp and focused, like a blade capable of cutting through everything in its path.
"Severing Flow Sword Art."
His voice was steady and cold as he lifted his sword and delivered a single, simple slash. Yet this was no ordinary strike—it carried with it the distilled essence of his Level 2 Severing Sword Concept, which had already reached its advanced stage, infinitely close to evolving into Level 3.
The sword energy erupted like a silver crescent moon splitting the heavens. It collided with the massive lightning lotus, and in the blink of an eye, the lotus was cleaved neatly in two.
