The skeletal cultivator was stable but not in the best mental condition. He pointed his hand at Noah when he refused to give a proper answer, and a sword shot out.
The blade was white and big. Its tip alone was three meters tall as it flew toward Noah and closed the distance between them in no time.
Noah's mind had never been sharper. It worked at full power and benefited from the anger inherited from Robert. It studied the might behind the cultivator's attack in Heaven and Earth's system, and black lines quickly covered the entirety of its structure.
The sword exploded before it could reach Noah. He didn't wave his hands nor move, but the attack detonated and released a storm of tiny shards. Some tried to land on him, but they melted and released dark-purple trails when they got close to his figure.
