Chapter 971

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

He was completely unmoved.

Snap.

His hand tightly locked around Liu Die'er became even more forceful, 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, cycling endlessly."

His gaze was cold, hiding boundless pain and torment.

He... had always been tortured by the sins he 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 an evil cultivator who kills his master and destroys his ancestors tomorrow."

"The sword hero who wielded a sword to slay demons 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 turned into killing intent, gushing out!

He was talking about himself; he was referring to himself.

What he hated... was himself!

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

Liu Die'er was held by the neck, unable to struggle, demonic blood flowing from her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming frowned slightly.

He felt that this Li Xuan had become a madman and could no longer be persuaded.

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

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

"Xuan-lang, you are still you."

She reached 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... have been slow to deliver the fatal blow."

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

"I love your desolate eyes and the depth of 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 a bit of clarity returned.

He suddenly let go 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, he slaughtered the entire sect, including his master, the Sect Master.

He could not forget a single detail and was constantly tortured 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 with a bang, smoke and dust scattering.

After some venting.

A faint tenderness emerged in Li Xuan's eyes, flickering with his demonic nature as if they were fighting.

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."

There was still endless pain in Li Xuan's eyes, making it impossible for him to think rationally.

"I will end my own remnant soul and vanish from this heaven and earth."

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

He said calmly.

Immediately, he formed a seal, intending to end his own remnant soul.

Su Ming sighed.

Since he had no will to fight, he could not change anything.

Li Xuan was powerful and had studied under the Sword Saint Wei Tianhai himself; he should know some of the Sword Saint's true sword Dao teachings.

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

This would make the Demon Monarch's injuries even worse, significantly weakening his power, and thus 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 looked sharp and shouted loudly.

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

He looked toward the outside world.

He saw that Xiang Wuhui had already lost an arm and was covered in 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, his will to fight was flourishing.

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

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

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

"Take action!"

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

"Master... Uncle..."

He had not expected 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, the Sect Master, and the elders.

This was instead the most authentic exhortation.

Hypocritical redemption is never persuasive.

Only truth can save a madman.

And truth is never beautiful.

Li Xuan felt the even more heart-wrenching remorse, but there was no 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 that I am but a remnant soul, my sword power is meager, and I fear it will be difficult to kill the Demon Monarch."

He thought Su Ming was a new Shushan disciple.

The Shushan sword techniques were still continuing; this should be the final comfort for him.

So Su Ming did not point it out. ===== CHAPTER 973 =====