Sword Saint was a divine will, but he had clear limits to what he could imitate. Noah's last slash had enhanced his individuality and brought it on a level that different laws couldn't copy.
There was an ambition that Sword Saint couldn't imitate. The powerhouses during the mission had remained speechless when they sensed Noah's drive. His main feeling had a boundlessness that they couldn't even begin to imagine.
Noah couldn't think of any other path capable of containing the entirety of his existence. He had poured his ambition into his last slash, and the result had left him amazed.
The slash had surpassed Noah's limits. It had touched on a level of power that Noah didn't reach yet. It was as if he had pushed his prowess according to what his ambition could imagine.
That wasn't theoretically possible. Every cultivator had a limit to how much they could express. They could deploy their existence, but that was it.
