Chapter 395: Geshu Wenyue's Casual Slash

The instant the last character fell—

Geshu Wenyue moved!

There was no earth‑shaking, sky‑rending surge of momentum, no cataclysmic release of energy. He simply, plainly, lifted his right hand that held the scabbard.

Then, his thumb gave a gentle push.

"Clang—!"

A blade's cry, crystal‑clear to the extreme, rang like a Nine Heavens phoenix's call, echoing through the secret realm!

The scabbard did not fully part, revealing only three inches of blade.

Yet the cold white radiance flowing on that three‑inch black blade, in that instant, became the sole light between heaven and earth!

A streak of black blade‑light burst forth from that three‑inch edge!

At first the blade‑light was but a single line, as fine as a hair.

But the moment it left the blade, it surged like a storm, turning into a black Liewen that spanned heaven and earth!

Where the Liewen passed, Space silently vanished—not shattered, not torn, but the most thorough… returning to void!

Time seemed to lose its meaning before this blade.

Fast!

Indescribably fast!

Faster than the limits of thought!

Shen Kuangbiao didn't even have time to unleash the gathering Divine Power, and Xu Linchen didn't even have time to manifest the fully brewed celestial Dao technique; that black blade‑light had already swept to their front!

"Roar—!!"

Shen Kuangbiao let out a beast‑like roar, the bronze divine horn flared with unprecedented light, countless bronze chain phantoms instantly solidified, weaving into an ancient, weighty divine shield that stood before him.

At the same time, divine sigils roamed madly across his bronze‑colored Skin, his whole body swelled outward, becoming a true god‑demon form; his fists, bearing the power to shatter stars, boldly hammered toward the blade‑light!

Xu Linchen's expression grew unprecedentedly solemn; his hands rapidly formed seals before his chest, streams of cool celestial light surged from within, intertwining before him into a slowly blossoming nine‑petaled celestial lotus.

Each petal of the lotus bore Tiandao runes; as it rotated, it drew surrounding creative Qi, forming layer upon layer of defensive barrier, with a Dao Rhythm flowing that repelled all laws and caused evils to retreat.

Their reactions were undeniably swift, their defenses undeniably strong. Even a Nine Tribulation Near‑Immortal Peak warrior, when faced with their full‑power defense, would need considerable effort to break through.

However—

Snort.

A light sound.

Light as a blade slicing thin paper.

The black blade‑light lightly swept over the bronze divine shield, over the nine‑petaled celestial lotus.

Shen Kuangbiao's bronze divine shield, like butter under a hot blade, was silently cut.

Behind the shield, his pupils contracted; on his swollen god‑demon body, from left shoulder to right abdomen, a barely perceptible black line emerged.

The nine‑petaled celestial lotus before Xu Linchen, imbued with supreme celestial Dao mystery, halted its rotation the instant the blade‑light passed.

Immediately, a straight black scar appeared at the lotus's center; the nine petals split neatly along it, then fragmented inch by inch, turning into countless specks of light that faded.

The color of blood on his handsome face faded instantly, his white shirt at the chest silently tore, and an identical black line spread from his neck to his abdomen.

Time seemed to pause for a breath.

The next moment—

"Puff—!!"

Shen Kuangbiao and Xu Linchen simultaneously spewed large gulps of blood!

The blood was not bright red; Shen Kuangbiao's blood glimmered with bronze sheen, while Xu Linchen's blood sparkled with celestial light!

The aura around both bodies plummeted at a visibly frantic speed; their protective divine light and celestial Dao Rhythm flickered like a dying candle in the wind, finally fading completely!

More terrifying, at the spot of that tiny black line on their bodies, the flesh did not split nor bleed, but displayed a complete Dead Silence hue—as if the blood, flesh, bones, and all vitality and Dao Rule there were utterly annihilated by the true meaning of Jiemie contained in that blade, returning to void!

"Ugh—!" Shen Kuangbiao let out a painful muffled roar; his towering, ancient‑god‑like body staggered back, and with each step the ground beneath his feet erupted into a deep pit.

He lowered his head to the black line between chest and abdomen, and terror flashed in his eyes for the first time.

This blade not only grievously damaged his god‑demon body, but also eradicated over thirty percent of his Primordial Divinity!

Without centuries of arduous cultivation and vast Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, recovery is virtually impossible!

Xu Linchen's condition was equally dire.

Blood tinged with celestial light continuously seeped from his mouth corner, most of his ethereal celestial aura dissipated, his flawless face now pale as paper, his breath waned to the extreme.

He stared fixedly at the three‑inch black blade in Geshu Wenyue's hand; in his cool Dark Eye, the emotion named "horrified" appeared for the first time.

One slash!

Just one slash!

Even the blade hadn't fully left the scabbard!

Two great powers, comparable to the Nine Tribulation Near‑Immortal Peak, with extraordinary origins and many trump cards, the peerless Heavenly Pride, already met a tragic defeat, heavily wounded!