At the instant the Shell of the Black Turtle shattered, Dawn slashed out the Sword Soul she had readied.
This time, Shi Xiaobai managed to appreciate the immensity of the Sword Soul from close proximity. He could not help but feel a longing for this third realm of sword techniques.
The moment the Sword Soul landed, white light immediately filled the world in front of them. Tragic wails resounded through the clouds but it only lasted for a moment. The might of the strike had vanquished at least a hundred monsters, while a path had been blasted forcefully from the interior zone.
Logically speaking, the power of the Sword Soul should have consumed a great deal of Dawn's mental energy, but it did not stop her from immediately charging out after the slash.
As the opening she had forcefully blasted open would very quickly be filled by the surviving monsters, every second was crucial. Every second determined the outcome of their survival.
