In the pitch-black space where one couldn't see their own fingers, Yagyu Jube felt as if he were suspended on a mountain of blades. A dim curved blade hung in the sky, emitting a moonlight-like glow, illuminating the space.
A trace of confusion flashed in Yagyu Jube's eyes as he muttered, "Where is this?"
In an instant, everything that had just happened flickered in his mind like a revolving lantern.
"Is this... the intention behind the characters?"
Yagyu Jube, as if awakening from a dream, looked at the curved blade hanging above the dome. Recalling the terrifying and unparalleled blade light from earlier, he couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably.
Too frightening! This killing intent, this insight, seemed to have influenced the heavens and the earth, leaving only slaughter behind!
The next moment, the previously calm mountain of blades suddenly moved.
"Swish, swish, swish..."