Li Yun's Ruthlessness, Waking Xuandu
"Damn it!"
"This is truly damned!"
Xuandu clenched his fists as he stared at the figures within the barrier. His face was incomparably grim, his fists tightly balled, his entire body even trembling.
For no other reason than that this matter had dealt him far too great a blow.
Especially since many of them were disciples under his command.
The other members of the Human Race were one thing, but as Saint's Disciples, these people had turned out like this as well. It was simply the greatest humiliation, the greatest mockery of himself.
"martial uncle~"
Seeing this, Luochuan stepped forward to support Xuandu and said, "This was also an accident. No one expected it to turn out this way."
"And it must have been those Demonic Path bastards playing tricks. Otherwise, how could it have become like this?"
At those words, Xuandu shook his head.
He understood what Luochuan meant, and he knew why Luochuan had said it.
It was merely meant to comfort him, though it was indeed true.
Yet Xuandu did not believe the fault lay with the Demonic Path. Instead, he believed it was because he had failed in his teachings.
If not, how could this matter have become like this? How could it have ended up this way?
In the end, the implications brought by this matter were indeed somewhat fatal, even leaving one with a faint sense of stifled grievance.
Thinking of this, Xuandu immediately said, "Enough. The greatest responsibility for this matter lies with me."
"A teacher passes on knowledge, imparts the Dao, and resolves doubts!"
"As their Master, I failed to notice that my disciples had become like this, and that they had even become entangled with the Demonic Path. This is simply a disgrace beyond measure."
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