A blood line appeared across the youth's neck.
He stared at the person before him in disbelief, but he could no longer make a sound.
Yet the resentment, hatred, and malice in his eyes had all vanished without a trace.
His gaze began to grow pure, leaving behind only one emotion—fear!
Chu Huai Xu rose to his feet, with little change in expression.
"What a fine Evil Cultivator seed."
Before swinging his sword, he had done only one thing: examined all the wounds across his body and his severed palm.
He believed that as long as the other party had eyes, he should have been able to see how badly he had been injured for the sake of eliminating evil.
As long as the other party had a conscience, he should have known that his left palm had been severed because of him.
But the youth had turned a blind eye.
The answer was obvious.
"Damn Evil Cultivators! They actually have so many sinister methods!"
"In such a short time, they turned this pure, innocent, and kind youth into someone tainted by evil! He fell onto the evil path and became a powerless prospective Evil Cultivator!"
"Hmph! How dare you damage my Dao heart!"
"Evil must be eradicated to the very end, leaving no future troubles. You deserve to die!"
Chu Huai Xu casually found an excuse in his heart and shifted the blame onto these low-level Evil Cultivators. His mind immediately became clear.
He sheathed his sword and dragged his heavily wounded body outward.
He kept walking until he reached the outskirts of the town, where he suddenly stopped.
His self-awareness returned once more. Chu Huai Xu's eyes fell into confusion again before turning clear.
"This Illusionary realm formation actually sealed and suppressed even the Heart Sword?" After returning