The world changed as he slashed out.
The entire world seemed to come to a standstill. Even the floating clouds were completely still.
This feeling? The corners of Meng Chuan's mouth curled into a smile. The saber in his hand seemed to cleave at a small yellow flower in the southernmost part of the grotto-heaven casually. He carried a jade stone from the western mountain range, picked up a black fish in the north, and cut a purple fruit in the east.
The world returned to normal.
Meng Chuan's saber was already sheathed. The yellow flower, pebble-like jade, lively black fish, and purple fruit were in front of Meng Chuan.
Paramount speed. Time and speed are under my control. My saber art has completely condensed into a line, exclaimed Meng Chuan inwardly. This is the paramount technique I've been pursuing. I've finally created the Imperial Lord-level paramount technique, Infinite Saber.
Meng Chuan smiled.
