198 - The Power of Decay (4) As Ye Mo made each swing, he felt like the world gradually slowed down around him, to the point that he felt the people around him stopped—no, it would be more precise to say that his existence seemingly stepped out of the world, in a plane where the concept of time and space held no meaning. There was no sound, no light; it was a space of emptiness that was neither white nor black. In that plane, he was no longer governed by the laws of the original world, and there existed nothing but him and his sword. He even forgot the fact that he was trapped by enemies. He only knew he had to at least accomplish initial mastery of the sword. An ordinary straight slash, yet it felt like each movement of his limb, each stretch of his muscles, each cell of his body, was moving for an infinity and an in
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