That was right...
Shouye slowly closed his eyes.
Every time he heard Xu Xiaoshou speak, his heart wavered because of him. But this time, he had already made his decision.
He had heard everything that should be heard, and everything that should not.
What remained would be left for the Red Robes' prison to handle!
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
"Say no more!"
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly smiled and raised his head, his eyes shining with spirit. "I know. You have your stance, and I have mine."
"Separated by such a clearly drawn Chu-Han boundary, cannons, pawns, chariots, and horses may pass through—but those with the heart of great generals can never walk the same road."
"This world..."
"The fault lies neither with you nor with me, but..."
Xu Xiaoshou gazed into the distance in every direction. Before his eyes lay the White Cavern world, black as far as the eye could see.
Not a trace of life remained.
Death intent ran rampant.
Where could one call home? He shook his head and said no more.
Shouye froze for a moment. "So, you're willing to return with this old man?"
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou laughed, his gaze narrowing as he raised the black and red swords in his hands. "Isn't my meaning obvious enough?"
"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."
"Fight!"
"Fight?" Shouye's brows nearly flew up to his hairline. "You want to... fight me?"
"Yes."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded.
Shouye was amused. "Xu Xiaoshou, do you still think you're the mighty 'Saint Slave's second-in-command,' someone everyone will obey and let manipulate them as you please?"
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded. "I am simply myself—Xu Xiaoshou, nothing more."
"Then... fight?"
Shouye confirmed once again.
Xu Xiaoshou raised the two swords high.
The Fiend Demon Sword and the famed sword seemed to sense his fierce