"Little Fish, I just received news that those monsters can reset time, killing them is useless."
"It's okay, Grandpa."
Xiao Mengyu still had her eyes closed, continually sensing the characters on the Sword Stele.
"How can it be okay? Once they figure out your Sword Moves and find a strategy to counter them, how will you fight them next time?" the old man asked.
"If they can be countered, they can be countered without resetting time; if they cannot be countered, no matter how many times time is reset, they cannot be countered," Xiao Mengyu said.
Suddenly, the old man's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly, shouting loudly:
"You've mastered it?"
"With one thought, a myriad of waters and mountains." Xiao Mengyu opened her eyes, still staring at the broken black Sword Stele.
Thought.
What is faster than the thoughts of a person?
And how can one evade where thought travels?