The cracks at the Polaris position were not spatial fractures, but time collapsing.
The moment Little Nianyao's sword tip pierced the void, nine bronze keys erupted with a primordial bell chime. Where the sonic wave swept across, the blood-colored throne on the ice field shattered into three hundred prisms, each mirror reflecting a certain destined moment in the future—she, holding the Fallen God stele, would drive the Demon-Slaying Sword into the dragon fetus; Yun Qingyu, with his Buddha-Demon Wings, would reassemble in the starry sky; and Li Taibai's lingering soul would carve the two-hundredth Ice Coffin deep within the Sword Pavilion...
"This is... karma inversion!" The girl tried to withdraw the sword she had thrust into the star position, only to find the hilt had fused with the flesh and blood of her palm. Buddha-Demon blood flowed backward along the blade, painting a star lock formation that covered the Nine Heavens in the void. At the joints of those bronze chains, the skulls of past Jiuxiao Sword Sovereigns were shockingly embedded.
Chapter 26