Bai Zihan has been meditating in Bai Clan's training Ground ever since his arrival a week ago.
He seemed to have compounded something about Fate which was the true essence for Fate Severing Slash!
The Saint-Grade Sword Technique which he couldn't fully comprehend despite training it for more than a year.
He had always fallen short. The technique demanded something beyond power, beyond comprehension—something intangible.
But now, he thought that he had finally grasped the final essence needed to use the Fate Severing Technique.
Bai Zihan slowly opened his eyes.
The air around him had grown unnaturally still, as though the world itself awaited his next move.
He raised his right hand, and with a flash of light, a sword appeared within his grasp.
The Eternal Spirit Sword!
He inhaled slowly, his chest rising.
Then—
He swung.
"Fate Severing Slash!"
The sword light that erupted from his blade wasn't dazzling—it was terrifyingly powerful.
