Novel Full Chapter 427: Divine Power: [Sever]
Inside the Central Command Tower,
Li Feng stood with his eyes closed, calmly guarding General Zhang Kuo as the old man focused on expelling the poison from his body.
Even while appearing idle, Li Feng’s powerful spiritual sense extended outward, keeping track of the situation across the inner and outer fortress.
He couldn’t help but smile faintly as he sensed Yue Lan and Lan Suyao current situation.
Yue Lan was doing well exactly as expected.
She had created another large, reinforced ice wall that formed a secure defensive perimeter.
Many surviving civilians and soldiers were gathering there under her protection.
Her ice jade sword glowed softly as she maintained the barrier, her expression calm and focused.
Throughout the entire ordeal, she moved with quiet efficiency, occasionally sending out precise ice spikes to pick off any infected that got too close, all while guiding more people to safety.
’As reliable as always,’ Li Feng thought warmly.
On the other hand…
Lan Suyao was clearly having the time of her life.
She moved through the horde of infected like a beautiful reaper, her sword flashing with cold, elegant arcs.
A slightly crazed smile adorned her face as she cut down monster after monster, her City Lord robes fluttering dramatically amidst the chaos.
Every swing was decisive and powerful, sending heads and limbs flying.
Li Feng shook his head slightly at this battle-maniac woman.
Yet despite her bloodthirsty appearance, she hadn’t lost herself in the frenzy.
Whenever she spotted groups of terrified civilians, she would help and shout directions in a clear, authoritative voice.
“Head toward the ice barrier in the eastern square! There’s a safe zone there! Move quickly but stay together!”
She even diverted her path several times to carve open escape routes for small groups of survivors, all while continuing her ruthless slaughter of the infected.
Li Feng shook his head again, a helpless but fond smile appearing on his lips.
’That battle maniac woman… Even after I tried so hard to teach her the greatness of enjoying mortal indulgences and dual cultivation, she still loves fighting more than anything.’
At least she was keeping her cool when it mattered.
She wasn’t blindly charging into danger, as she was efficiently clearing paths and protecting people while venting her pent-up battle intent.
’Well… as long as she’s enjoying herself and not getting hurt, it’s fine.’
Li Feng opened his eyes slightly and glanced toward the direction where the two women were fighting.
His expression softened for a moment before turning serious again.
The situation in the fortress was still unstable, but with those two working together, the outer areas were gradually stabilizing.
Now the biggest problem remained here inside the Inner Fortress.
He looked down at General Zhang Kuo, who was still seated cross-legged, black smoke steadily rising from the top of his head as he fought the poison.
“General, how much longer?” Li Feng asked quietly.
“Give this old man another minute. Once I purge the remaining poison, I can help stabilize the situation in the fortress.”
Zhang Kuo replied without opening his eyes, his voice rough but steady.
He knew the situation was urgent and needed his attention, so he was working as fast as he could.
Li Feng nodded.
“Take your time. I’ll keep watch.”
As he spoke, his spiritual sense swept through the tower once more.
Even though it seemed quiet now, Li Feng never let his guard down.
He had noticed how desperately those Rain Pavilion assassins had tried to kill this old general before, so there had to be a reason.
“I wonder how Shadow is doing…” he murmured as he had sent Shadow to follow that group of assassins.
After a few more minutes, General Zhang Kuo let out a long, heavy breath.
The last wisp of black smoke dissipated as he opened his eyes.
Although his face was still pale and he had many wounds, his aura had stabilized significantly.
“Haa… This old man is much better now,” he said, slowly standing up with Li Feng’s help.
“Thank you for standing guard, Envoy Li. If not for you, those bastards might have succeeded.”
Li Feng smiled faintly.
“No need to thank me. The Azure Moon Sect will not stand by in the face of such chaos. However, General… What exactly happened here? Why did the Rain Pavilion target you specifically?”
At the question, General Zhang Kuo’s expression turned grave.
He looked around the damaged hall, then sighed deeply.
To be honest, he wasn’t sure why he had been targeted either.
Just as General Zhang Kuo was about to reply, both he and Li Feng suddenly turned their heads toward the same direction in the distance.
Their expressions changed at the same time as they sensed a strange… sharpness that seemed to prick their spiritual sense.
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Meanwhile…
Purple Death suddenly froze as she felt an intense sharpness sensation slowly surrounding her body.
The feeling was not pain… it was far worse.
It was like the primal terror of seeing something sharp slowly touching and cutting your finger.
Her vertical slit pupils contracted sharply.
’This…!’
Across from her, Shadow stood completely still, as the playful curiosity atmosphere was gone.
Shadow’s long black arms hung loosely at its sides.
The two pitch-black blades it held began to hum with an eerie, reality-distorting power.
The air around it started to warp and fracture like glass under pressure.
Sensing the strangeness from that creature, Purple Death instinctively took a step back.
Her serpent horns glowed brighter as she poured more power into her bloodline, yet cold sweat mixed with blood streamed down her face without her realizing it.
Just as she suddenly wanted to retreat—
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Her stance was suddenly broken as her four limbs were locked in place by something invisible.
Then an overwhelming pressure spread across her body, forcing her arms and legs to spread apart in mid-air as if she was being prepared for a surgical dissection.
“What—? I can’t move!”
Purple Death’s eyes widened in shock.
No matter how hard she struggled, her body refused to obey, as if currently locked by an invisible hand.
At that moment, Shadow slowly turned to look at her.
This woman had damaged the first gift its Master had ever given it.
“..!!!”
That was unforgivable.
A low, distorted sound rumbled from deep within Shadow… no longer playful or curious.
It was now filled with pure, quiet rage.
[Sever]
This was the Divine Power granted to Shadow… the authority to cut not just matter, but concepts themselves.
[Sever] did not simply cut the physical world.
It could sever space.
It could sever cause and effect.
It could sever the connection between existence and non-existence.
In its most basic form, it allowed Shadow to tear open the fabric of reality and step into the Yin Realm… the shadow dimension parallel to the Yang world.
But in its truer, deeper application… it could cut things that should not be cut.
For this woman to damage the first gift it had ever received from its Master… Shadow had already decided what to [Sever] from this woman.
Slowly, it tall figure hunched low, holding the blade in a reverse grip.
Then—
Tzz…
Tzzz…
Tzzzz…
A strange vibration, like sharpened blades cutting against each other, echoed out.
And not just that…
In Purple Death’s eyes, the entire world suddenly began to vibrate as the darkness around that creature began to converge.
Purple Death’s eyes widened in horror as she felt it… not just on her body, but on her very existence.
Not only the world was vibrating, but her sight… her hearing… her smell… and… her soul.
Everything was vibrating as if the core of her existence was currently being dissected.
Then Shadow moved.
There was no grand explosion.
No flashy light.
No dramatic roar of power.
…Just a single, silent sideways swing.
And to Purple Death, time seemed to slow down to a crawl.
In that frozen moment, she saw it clearly… something deep inside that white skull mask.
…A pure, absolute nothingness.
A concept of severance so perfect, so absolute, that it felt almost…divine.
Her vertical slit pupils trembled.
“Beautiful…” she whispered subconsciously.
With that last word—
ZING
A perfectly gigantic straight crimson line tore through reality itself.
The cut was horrifyingly clean.
It stretched over two hundred meters in an instant, slicing through the forest, the ground, the sky… even the concept of distance seemed to be severed for a brief moment.
The red glow in the torn space bled like an open wound in the fabric of the world, showing that reality had been overcut.
From a distance, if anyone were to look toward that part of the forest, they would see something truly awe-inspiring and terrifying.
…A massive, perfectly straight crimson scar hanging in the air… like a divine blade had descended from the heavens and sliced the world apart.
The sunlight seemed to bend around the cut, refracting strangely, creating an ethereal, almost holy light that illuminated the devastated battlefield.
It was silent… beautiful.
And utterly terrifying.
A single swing that reminded the world that some powers…
…were not meant to be challenged.