Huo Yuhao slowly drew the katana from his waist. As the First Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed faintly, he immediately felt about ten percent of the soul power stored in his body being drained away. At the same time, a golden flame began to burn slowly along the edge of the blade, looking both sacred and majestic.
Walking up to a small tree, he casually delivered a diagonal slash. A dazzling golden radiance flashed across the air, and the small tree—about as thick as an adult's calf—was instantly sliced in two. Huo Yuhao's pupils constricted slightly, and he couldn't help but gasp. He looked at the cut surface of the tree: the wound was smooth and neat, almost entirely free of any burrs, and the severed surface featured a layer of brownish charring left behind by the golden flames, contrasting sharply with the tree's original material.
"Such a sharp and overbearing Soul Skill."
Chapter 24