Cut It

Everything in the world has its thread. Chen Mo was originally a confused disciple of the Duanchen Sect, until his finger was cut by a pair of rusty bronze scissors, and the world changed in his eyes. The gray lines on the elixir are impurities. With a pair of scissors, the useless elixir becomes a perfect magic elixir; The blue line on the skill is a flaw. Once the scissors are removed, the remaining part becomes an immortal formula that points directly to the great road; The black threads on a living being are evil obstacles, and the golden threads are luck... Others rely on hard work to accumulate, while Chen Mo relies on "subtraction" to achieve immortality. Hidden deep in the mountains, he cut out an invincible army of spiritual beasts and cut off the shackles of fate for the peerless blind girl. I wanted to farm steadily, but the world of mortals was entangled with cause and effect. The son of luck is arrogant and domineering? Cut off the canopy of your destiny with one scissor! Does the fairy court in the upper realm regard all living beings as ants? Cut open the laws of space with a pair of scissors, forcefully cross the sea of ​​stars, and kill the thirty-third heaven! When the demon from outside the territory came and the world faced zero, Chen Mo stood on the top of the sea of ​​​​stars holding the "Judgment" artifact. "If there are flaws in the way of heaven, I will trim it; if there are flaws in the way of humanity, I will trim it." With this cut, I will cut off the eternal river of time and give all living beings a glimmer of hope! Cut it!