Chapter 392: The Non-Killing Sword, Finally Kills One Person

Lu Yang felt that now was the time for him to step forward.

At this point, he had also seen through the mastermind's plan, which was clearly to fundamentally negate the True Person of Sweeping Demons' entire life of wielding a sword without killing.

'This is killing the person by slaying their heart.'

【Sword Intent】 is the obsession of a cultivator's entire life, the gathering of will; when strong, it is as unyielding as steel and cannot have its resolve stolen, but when weak, it is like a mud chicken or clay dog, toppled by a single push.

Sweeping Demons' 【Non-Killing Sword Intent】 is just like that; once he is truly questioned and refuted by someone he once saved, and finally feels doubt within himself, the 【Non-Killing Sword Intent】 will inevitably weaken, and at that time, he naturally won't be able to suppress the immense fortune upon his body, and the True Person of Sweeping Demons will immediately have to beg for gold!

'... We cannot let them have their way!'

Lu Yang, believing he had figured out the True Person of Quelling Evil and the Grand Bright Buddha Disciple's plans, stepped forward immediately, intending to help the True Person of Sweeping Demons break the encirclement, but his shoulder dipped slightly.

"No need."

The True Person of Sweeping Demons was seen pressing him, shaking his head, then stepping forward and looking at the old man, saying: "Although the Pure Land is bright and shiny, it is not a place of goodness."

"The so-called Buddhist cultivation, although now called the Righteous Path by all, in my eyes has always been of the demonic kind; investing in it may bring temporary benefits, but it leaves infinite poison... I know you are listening to the Buddhist cultivation's seduction because your lifespan is ending and fear has taken root in your heart; it is fine, this is only human nature."

The True Person of Sweeping Demons looked silently at the old man.

His gaze was peaceful, without a shred of killing intent or pressure, yet under the scrutiny of those two eyes, the old man could hardly suppress turning his eyes away.

He dared not look.

Because of guilt? Because of shame?

Neither.

—It was because of anger.

"... Do not look at me with that kind of gaze."

The next second, the old man was seen trembling his teeth, speaking in a low voice: "Has anyone ever told you that your gaze is simply not the gaze of a human looking at a human!"

This was a very strange feeling; in the old man's eyes, the True Person of Sweeping Demons' gaze at him was not like looking at a living human being, but like looking at an object, an object covered in cracks that needed careful tending, which was why he had shown such immense patience.

How could this make him trust the True Person of Sweeping Demons?

From beginning to end, the other party had not even looked at him as a human; how could what he said be credible? How could one know he was not deceiving and fooling himself!

In an instant, the old man felt a surge of depressed qi congeal in his chest.

On the other side, the True Person of Sweeping Demons was equally stunned.

"My gaze?"

He pondered for a moment, then smiled: "So it is thus; this is the reason for your doubt? You misunderstood... I do not look at only you this way."

After speaking, Lu Yang noticed the True Person of Sweeping Demons turn his head and look at him.

Very strange; although it was just one glance, he still read the other's thoughts: as if looking at a leek growing extremely well and a rare true treasure.

Although he would have felt the True Person of Sweeping Demons had other designs on him even without this gaze, this gaze turned his speculation into certainty.

The spiritual sense of a Foundation Establishment True Person is extremely sharp.

Compared to that, the True Person of Sweeping Demons' gaze was far too strange.

It obviously was filled with some wonder of a supernatural power, enough to trigger the Foundation Establishment spiritual sense, which is why a mere glance could make one feel uneasy.

But what wonder exactly lay within it?

"In my life, I do not kill people."

The True Person of Sweeping Demons offered an explanation: "However, the 【Non-Killing Sword Intent】 is easy to cultivate but hard to maintain; for this reason, sometimes I must not look at people as people."

Upon hearing these words, both Lu Yang and the old man were stunned.

Was it that simple?

Because I do not kill people, sometimes I cannot look at people as people; does this mean that in the True Person of Sweeping Demons' eyes, I am truly a top-quality leek?

Literally?

'This is too absurd...'

Lu Yang only said these two words in his heart, but the old man shouted them out directly, sneering: "You want to use such absurd words to brush me off?"

The True Person of Sweeping Demons did not continue to explain, but instead asked: "Then, Shi Yuan, what do you want to do?"

His gaze at the old man remained very calm.

In his view, the old man before him was merely being used by some well-meaning people; it was best to persuade him to withdraw to prevent him from getting involved in this storm.

However, the old man was unwilling.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth... Lu Yang guessed correctly on one point: if the target were not the True Person of Sweeping Demons, and there was someone behind the scenes guaranteeing his safety, he, the head of a scattered cultivator faction, would never have dared to come to the Yushu Jiange to cause trouble; yet in the end, he still came.

"... Kill me."

After a moment of silence, the old man spoke, staring directly at the True Person of Sweeping Demons: "Behead me; if I do not die, then everything you said before is true. If I die, then use my death to let everyone see your hypocrisy."

"Good idea; let's do just that."

Hearing this, the True Person of Sweeping Demons nodded in full agreement, obviously having full confidence in himself... because people beheaded by him truly would not die.

"Clang-clang!"

Before the old man could speak, the True Person of Sweeping Demons had already drawn his sword from its sheath; the 【Non-Killing Sword】 swept past his neck position like a antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

The next second, a head was plucked off by the True Person of Sweeping Demons.

Not a drop of blood was left in between.

However, before the True Person of Sweeping Demons could speak, the old man's head suddenly widened its eyes, his face twisted, and a shout exploded from his mouth with a boom:

"The pain kills me!"

As the words fell, the body and head, which had clearly been beheaded yet had not shed a single drop of blood, instantly, with a boom, rolled out river-like bloodwater!

In an instant, the hand holding the head of the True Person of Sweeping Demons was dyed red by the bloodwater, and the old man, having finished that shout, immediately closed both eyes; all life force flowed from his face, and in a short while, he completely turned into a dead head, rolling from the True Person of Sweeping Demons' hand to the ground.

A soul quietly floated out, carrying infinite resentment, and fell into the 【Underworld】.

'Dead...'

"Dead..."

The first voice rose from the surrounding crowd, then rapidly swelled, instantly turning into a thunderous roar that proclaimed the same fact:

The old man, Mo Shiyuan, is dead!

The 【Unkilling Sword】, famous throughout the world and originally sworn to take no lives, now clearly has its first victim beneath its blade, and one killed personally by True Person Dangmo!

"Master."

Lu Yang looked cautiously at True Person Dangmo.

He saw the man suddenly shake his head:

"Sigh."

The second sigh carried a powerful "Intent," even causing a groundless yet extreme sorrow to arise in Lu Yang's heart.

As for the others, they burst into outright wailing.

'【Sword Intent】!?'

In an instant, Lu Yang was utterly shocked; both being 【Sword Intent】, True Person Dangmo's 【Unkilling Sword Intent】 and his own were on entirely different levels.

At this moment, even without True Person Dangmo actively channeling the 【Unkilling Sword Intent】, it was merely an uncontrollable outpouring of true emotion, yet it affected the emotions of everyone around! Even Lu Yang, who had also cultivated 【Sword Intent】, could not avoid it, showing just how far he had walked on this Great Dao.

At the same time, deep within the Abyss of Penetration.

True Person Que Xie also suddenly stood up, his face showing excitement: "It worked! His 【Sword Intent】 has lost control!"

From the very beginning, he had not expected Mo Shiyuan's few words of heart-piercing speech to be of any use; only the final death was the key to his scheme!

'True Person Dangmo has gone against the grain to this extent; how could a few words shake him?'

'To break his Sword Intent and force him to be unable to suppress his growing fortune, seeking to offer gold to the sword, one must act on the root, on his 【Unkilling Sword Intent】.'

'【Unkilling Sword Intent】?'

'I insist you kill one! Kill, and your 【Sword Intent】 will instantly collapse on its own!'

This entire scheme, True Person Dangmo understood in the instant he saw Mo Shiyuan die; precisely for this reason, he let out that second sigh.

'My 【Unkilling Sword Intent】, including the Sword Art, is enshrined within the family.'

'To target my Sword Intent and cause another death beneath my blade... it could only be someone who went to the family and obtained the Sword Art I left behind.'

'If it were a forced seizure, it could not have been hidden from me.'

'So... the Ye family secretly offered it up willingly.'

It was precisely because he had figured everything out that True Person Dangmo felt an uncontrollable sense of desolation in that instant, causing him to lose control of his 【Sword Intent】.

Today's events were a scheme by someone within the Yushu Jiange; the old man's death was a betrayal by someone within the family.

'So it is... The Sect, the Family, all cannot bear for me to live.'

"Boom!"

The next second, True Person Dangmo's Dao robe instantly turned blood-red; from beneath the shattered 【Unkilling Sword Intent】, a tide of killing intent surged forth!

(End of this chapter)