The sword's momentum was unstoppable. Arcing like a rainbow, the sword strike cleaved through Brightmoon Lake and continued to fly into the distance without pause. Even as it vanished from sight, it still had half its original power. 

The residual power of the strike lingered, and the divided waters refused to merge back together for a long while.

Nearby, Su Xiaomei and the others stared in stunned silence at the casual sword strike Li Fan had executed. It took them a considerable time to emerge from their frozen state. 

Su Xiaomei’s face was alight with excitement as she flew to Li Fan's side, shouting, "I want to learn this! Master, I must learn this!"

Xiao Heng remained utterly astonished, his gaze fixed on the bisected great lake in the distance, a flicker...