The division of the sword felt like a division of the world. This magical feeling permeated the land.

The white sword represented god, the black represented devil, and their fusion represented the overarching momentum of all things.

The middle sword contained majestic life force and other living beings. Some eventually proved their dao and became gods; others chose the path of the devils. This momentum of life continued in an endless manner.

This flow had nothing to do with judgment nor murderous intention. The flow would always continue...