Battle of Darkness, Part IV

[Cleaving the Heavens in a Single Strike]

Wu Jian’s swing came in a brilliant flash of white. There was a moment where time seemed to stand still. Then a small crack appeared in the atmosphere. It went through Luan Desheng’s neck, but also the wall behind him. The moment the crack appeared, time seemed to reassert itself, and blood gushed from the man’s neck as his head fell cleanly off. It wasn’t just his head either. The wall behind him was sliced through and tumbled down to reveal the bedrock on the other side.

Shuchang stepped away and Youmei jumped back as the man’s body fell to the floor. Wu Jian grimaced when he saw the bloody puddle forming underneath him.

“That was quite the battle, huh?” asked Shuchang, holding out his hand.

Wu Jian took it and sighed. “It was. Thanks for the help.”

“No problem.” Shuchang paused. “I forgot that’s what you look like. Man, you are pasty. You ever thought about getting some sun?”

“Ha ha. You know I wear my mask for a reason.”