C2212 So It's Because of the Whisk Innes

Wherever the treasured blade passed, it left a mark in the air.

The space was cut open, but the wound showed no sign of spreading.

There was also no spatial turbulence that gushed out.

Even an inanimate object like the chaotic space seemed to suddenly have the instinct to seek advantage and avoid danger, and was unwilling to come close to any traces left behind by the treasured blade