Chapter 474

Li Xuan’s gaze passed through the gaps in Liu Die'er’s hair and looked at the cracks in the wall of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, watching the great battle outside.

He was completely unmoved.

Crack.

The hand he used to lock Liu Die'er tightened even more, and the sound of breaking bones could already be heard.

"There are no two identical flowers in the human world."

"Everything in the world is constantly changing; only the Heavenly Dao remains constant, repeating in cycles."

His gaze was cold, hiding boundless pain and torment within.

He... had always been tormented by the sins he had committed back then.

That was why he had become like this today.

He held his wife high, his gaze becoming somewhat indifferent.

"The Daoist boy in front of the alchemy furnace yesterday might become a wicked cultivator who kills his master and destroys his ancestors tomorrow."

"The sword hero who wielded a sword to slay demons and eliminate evil that night might become the culprit who buries the human world by dawn."

"The infant left in front of the temple years ago might have already turned into a fierce demon!"

As he spoke, his voice became increasingly difficult to suppress, and the endless pain within it turned into killing intent, gushing out!

What he was talking about was himself; what he was referring to was himself.

What he hated... was himself!

So he wanted to kill this woman he had once loved to punish himself and torment himself!

Liu Die'er was grabbed by the neck, unable to struggle, and demonic blood flowed from her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming frowned slightly.

He felt that Li Xuan had already become a madman and could not be persuaded.

Facing death, there was only relief in Liu Die'er’s eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a somewhat forced smile.

"Xuan-lang, you are still you."

She stretched out a cold white hand and stroked Li Xuan’s face.

"If you wanted to kill me, you would have already drawn your sword and slaughtered me along with this little sword cultivator... cough, cough..."

"But you, you have delayed in dealing the fatal blow."

"Because you dare not, you are unwilling, you have not changed..."

"I love your desolate eyes and the deep affection in your heart."

"I, too, have not changed."

As soon as these words were spoken, the demonic nature in Li Xuan’s eyes greatly diminished, and some clarity returned.

He let go abruptly and threw Liu Die'er to the ground.

"I should be able to do it, I should be able to do it..."

He said word by word.

"Why is it like this!?"

In this instant, endless images flashed before his eyes.

They were the junior brothers and sisters who had died miserably under his sword.

Even several elders had been slaughtered by him.

Such conduct could not be considered human.

He could not forget the scene where, after Liu Die'er summoned the Demon Monarch to descend, it slaughtered the entire sect, including his master, the Sect Master, whom he also killed.

He could not forget a single detail and was always tormented by his sins.

"Why did I think I was right and they were wrong back then?"

"Why!!!"

He roared, and the surrounding stone pillars collapsed in unison, dust and smoke scattering.

After some venting.

In Li Xuan’s eyes, a hint of faint tenderness emerged, flickering with demonic nature, as if they were fighting each other.

He looked at Liu Die'er, his eyes slightly sorrowful.

"Die'er..."

"Actually, I have understood from beginning to end."

"You were not wrong; everything started because of me, and all the sins originated from me."

"It’s just that I went mad..."

"Forgive me."

In Li Xuan’s eyes, there was still endless pain, making him unable to think rationally.

"I will end my own life and dissipate my remnant soul, vanishing from this heaven and earth."

"In the next reincarnation, I hope you and I will not meet again."

He said calmly.

Subsequently, he formed a seal, intending to sever his own remnant soul.

Su Ming sighed.

Since he had no fighting intent, he could not change anything.

Li Xuan’s strength was formidable, and he was a disciple of Sword Saint Wei Tianhai himself, so he should know some of the true teachings of the Sword Saint.

If Li Xuan took action, perhaps he could mobilize the residual sword Qi in the sword wound on Demon Monarch Zi Tuo’s back.

Making the Demon Monarch’s injuries even more severe, significantly weakening his power, and thereby achieving victory.

What a pity.

Just at this moment, an aged shout came from outside.

"Li Xuan!!"

In the distant sky, the Wine Sword Venerable suddenly had a sharp gaze and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Li Xuan’s remnant soul froze for an instant.

He looked toward the outside world.

He saw Xiang Wuhui had already lost an arm and was covered in thousands of holes; after drinking wine, the wine would flow out from the blood hole in his chest.

Fighting so intensely, he had no expression of pain, but instead was full of fighting spirit.

He even had time to shout toward the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

"Returning to the mountain because of love, causing a great catastrophe; although not intended, it still buried countless fellow disciples."

"Everything started because of you, and today it must also end because of you." Xiang Wuhui shouted coldly.

"Take action!"

Seeing Xiang Wuhui’s aged appearance, Li Xuan was stunned.

"Senior... Uncle..."

He did not expect that Xiang Wuhui was still alive!

Xiang Wuhui had not forgiven him, nor had he forgiven him on behalf of the many dead junior brothers, Sect Masters, and elders.

This was instead the most authentic persuasion.

Hypocritical redemption was never persuasive.

Only the truth could save a madman.

And the truth was never beautiful.

Li Xuan felt the even more heart-wrenching remorse, but there was no more demonic nature in his eyes, and his reason returned.

Xiang Wuhui’s words made him accept all of this without choosing to escape again.

"The Demon Monarch... indeed deserves to be killed."

He looked at Su Ming.

"But little junior brother... now I am just a remnant soul, my sword power is weak, and I fear it will be difficult to kill the Demon Monarch."

He thought Su Ming was a new Shushan disciple.

The Shushan sword technique was still continuing; this should be the final comfort for him.

So Su Ming did not point it out.