This move, when cast, made the white light shine with dazzling brilliance.
The entire Inverted Mountain seemed as if it were about to be split in half by this white line.
Time, spells, any attack seemed as if there was nothing the white line couldn't cut through.
Originally, the sky-high curtain of water had been surging mightily, roaring as it came crashing down.
But it was split in two by Ye Fei's Severing Mountains and Rivers, which he slashed head-on, causing the water to pour down from both sides of him.
At that moment, Ye Fei was like a swordsman with soaring sword intent, as if all the cleverness in the world would be severed by a single strike of his sword.
This technique, although taught to Ye Fei by an old man when he first began his cultivation,
had, through the trials of countless aeons, come to closely resemble an immortal's spell.
And now, it had reached the pinnacle of sword intent.
