C58 The moment of nothingness is the moment of filling

Although a sword spirit could still retain the space to ponder over it in the midst of tens of thousands of turmoil, every thought it made felt like its head was being hacked by a blade. It was extremely uncomfortable …

The bloody light grew more and more intense. The black haze within the bloody light also seeped out bit by bit. As the bloody light faded, it was once again cut into pieces