Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

Sato Yuno will never forget it in her lifetime.

Therefore, we must go all out.

If even the living puppet formed from the remnants of that fox shadow's power cannot be defeated.

It was as if all her efforts during this period had been meaningless.

It was as if she was still trapped in that deep sea cage, unable to cross anything.

This is the only way.

This is the only thing I cannot tolerate.

Besides, she also had to keep her promise.

The overflowing Honkai energy washed over the earth like waves, making Sato Yuno's mind increasingly unsettled.

This was the first time she had used her power at such a high output level. She could vaguely sense that as long as the power output reached a certain limit that her will could not suppress, the Honkai consciousness would reconnect with her.

At that time, Sato Yuno will completely transform back into a pseudo-Herrscher, making it even more difficult for human will to sever the link with the Honkai consciousness.

"Yuno, calm down." Realizing the abnormal overflow of Honkai energy, Su Qing'an pressed down on her shoulder and said.

"...Don't worry, there's no problem," Sato Yuno responded with a reassuring smile, "I'm testing whether the output power of Honkai energy is still within the original limit."

As the girl finished speaking, the overflow of Honkai energy abruptly disappeared like the receding tide.

Beneath the surface, the Honkai energy surged rhythmically, maintaining a steady posture while slowly accumulating immense power.

Su Qing'an frowned, seemingly uneasy about her somewhat dangerous actions, but in the end he nodded without saying anything.

Sato Yuno should have her own judgment now; no one understands her physical condition better than herself.

Therefore, Su Qing'an had no reason to stop her decision.

Ten minutes are about to pass.

The collapse energy in the lower layers of the Earth's surface has almost ceased.

The eerie concentration of Honkai energy inside the shrine, so faint that the two hadn't noticed it, began to change. It was like the breath of some creature awakening; the Honkai energy surged like a whirlwind the moment it awoke.

The shrine was built entirely of wood, its surface a deep, dark brown hue washed by time, but now the black and red Honkai energy mist had dyed it the same eerie color.

Several cherry blossom trees planted by villagers nearby withered and died in an instant amidst the spreading Honkai energy mist.

"It seems it has realized that the offering is not at the shrine, so it has directly entered an aggressive state?"

The Shinbara family records mention that if the offerings do not arrive on time, Shinbara Village will face divine wrath, and the current scene should be the so-called harbinger of divine wrath.

Su Qing'an looked at the shrine entrance, which was still indistinct, as the fog and darkness completely obscured her vision.

"Tap, tap, tap." The crisp, mechanical footsteps broke the silence, and a delicate, lifelike doll slowly emerged from the scene intertwined with darkness and mist.

She wore a faint smile, her empty eye sockets staring directly at the two of them. Black and red mist swirled around her, and her long, dark hair, reaching past her ankles, floated erratically in the mist, twisting and dancing like snakes.

The girl doll was dressed in a gorgeous black kimono, her snow-white bare feet casually treading the ground. If it weren't for the fact that her eyes were empty and the magical black and red mist obscured the view, the scene would resemble a naive young lady mischievously strolling through her own corridor.

"So this is a living doll? It truly lives up to its name."

Unlike the pure and direct oppressive force of facing Ganesha, the feeling that the living doll gave Su Qing'an was completely different—eerie and terrifying.

Although Su Qing'an remained outwardly calm, he was actually moved by these supernatural-like events.

"How can mortals blaspheme against God?"

The living doll's expression remained unchanged, which was to be expected; she was just a doll and naturally couldn't display any other expressions.

Theoretically, she doesn't have vocal cords, so she shouldn't be able to make a sound.

But her will was undoubtedly transmitted to the world, the chaotic sounds like countless different people speaking with different emotions and tones.

The Honkai energy mist surged and boiled at those words, spreading rapidly in all directions like a rising tide.

"They're finally out! I've been waiting for so long," Yuno Sato sighed sincerely.

She has been maintaining the condensation of Honkai energy creations and is always ready to explode, which is theoretically not much different from the frustrating feeling of constantly holding down the ultimate move bar in a game.

Creatures that roamed the soil burst forth beneath the shrine—grotesque vines as large as tree trunks.

The vines shattered the foundation beneath the shrine within a short period of time.

It seemed as if an inexhaustible, terrifying regenerative power allowed the vines to ignore the erosion of the mist.

As they continued to meander and spiral upwards, destroying the shrine, they were reshaped into large trees by Sato Yuno using her power, and they continued to grow rapidly.

In the end, the trees almost united together, their branches intertwined and spiraling densely, and the area where the shrine was located was completely occupied by the trees, as if it were trapped in a huge cage made up of numerous trees.

Immediately, the cage made of trees began to spin and entangle, completely crushing the shrine.

A tremendous burst of light and heat erupted the instant the shrine was destroyed. It was a thermite incendiary bomb that the two had placed inside the shrine beforehand. They needed to melt through the useless surface and expose the thing to the world as much as possible.

Therefore, Su Qing'an, whose hands were shaking, added a few extra things.

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the light and heat made the world seem to teeter on the brink of collapse for a moment.

"Have you found it?" Su Qing'an asked calmly.

"Not yet," she replied.

"By the way, your move looks a bit like a move from a character in an anime."

"Hashirama Senju?" Yuno Sato replied with a smile.

“Yes,” he nodded.

"How dare a mortal blaspheme against the gods!" The roar of the living puppet drowned out the violent booming.

The two of them joked around in this atmosphere.

She moved with an eerie speed toward the two of them. Su Qing'an's eyes were fixed on the approaching living puppet as she drew her sword.

30. How fast do you think your sword is? Fast enough to cut through time.

From the moment the boy grasped the sword, he never stopped practicing swinging it.

The reason for practicing swordsmanship is simple.

Since Chen Junxuan gave him a sword, he can practice swordsmanship.

To him, swords and knives were merely tools to kill something.

The shape and appearance of the tool itself are not important.

As long as it's sharp enough and powerful enough, it doesn't matter if it's any other tool.

Even if someone like him unleashes a sword strike that could be hailed as a masterpiece by martial artists, he wouldn't bother to name it.

"What do you want to call this sword strike?"

But when he first unleashed that godlike sword strike, the girl who usually only practiced her fists in silence asked him this question.

Why do we need to name our children?

He thought that if it were an anime, there would be no need to worry about naming things; as long as it looked cool and sophisticated, that would be enough. But if it were in real life, it would be ridiculously childish and meaningless.

"Martial intent. The name of a move embodies the martial artist's vision. If a sword strike has no specific name, it is difficult to do it wholeheartedly every time. But after giving it a name, it is like implying that you must do things that cannot be done in an ordinary sword strike."

Su Qing'an understood. It was like Sasaki Kojiro calling his sword technique "Swallow Return," and then one day during his solitary training, he actually managed to cut down a swallow flying in the sky.

Of course, he might have unleashed that godlike sword strike before even having a name, just like Su Qing'an, but Su Qing'an could understand the general principle behind it.

"Simply put, it makes it easier to push your limits. It's not much of a necessity for ordinary people, but it might be more useful for you."

"What is your vision? Your sword strike is very fast. If you had the specific skills to control Honkai energy and the support of the Valkyrie armor, you might be able to cut down a building with this sword one day in the future."

She asked, as if in a joking tone.

It was just a casual conversation between friends, but at that moment, as Su Qing'an looked at the girl with a faint smile under the moonlight, he felt a little lost and lonely for some reason.

She was teaching him martial arts and patiently instructing him in principles.

The distance between them is not physical, but a place far beyond the mountains and rivers that are difficult to measure with footsteps.

Even if you were to use a sword, fast enough to cut through a tsunami or break a continent, you still couldn't reach that distance.

Because they are separated by 50,000 years.

So if I absolutely have to talk about a vision...

"Almost there, enough to sever time." He blurted out this incredibly cheesy statement without thinking.

But what kind of sword can cut through the invisible concept of time?

That's a skill that you could never reach the end of even if you spent your whole life on it.

If someone could truly unleash such a sword strike, they would be no different from a god.

“Okay. Let’s call it ‘Time-Cut’ then.” Without mockery or doubt, the girl said to him earnestly after thinking it over.

Just like that.

She truly believed that one day he would be able to sever the ties of time.

Su Qing'an drew his sword.

Unlike the sword strike he delivered that day, which relied solely on his physical abilities, this time he used Honkai energy.

It's not particularly surprising that Su Qing'an knows how to manipulate Honkai energy. He simply broke down and understood the Honkai energy techniques in the Taixu Sword Qi, and then added his own insights and experiences.

The final result was a sword strike that far surpassed Fu Hua's evaluation that day.

Before the boy's sword was even drawn, the destructive energy of heaven and earth followed him in an instant, forming extremely subtle sword energy that swirled around him, creating a whirlwind.

The hem of his tuxedo was torn, and his wrists were cut by the wind, leaving fine, shallow wounds. This was because he was not precise enough in controlling Honkai energy. Even with the transplant of artificial stigmata, his body's adaptability to Honkai energy could not be compensated for by a single Taixu sword aura.

If Sato Yuno could control Honkai energy as easily as breathing, Su Qing'an's attempt to control Honkai energy was like having his limbs broken and being thrown into the deep sea.

The Taixu Sword Qi merely provided him with a respirator, enough to keep him alive.

But that's okay, Honkai energy is just an auxiliary function.

As the muscles surge, the most suitable posture for exerting force is naturally and perfectly adjusted.

whole-heartedly.

No, it must be an extreme focus that goes beyond that.