Sustainable Killing

"Kill... kill more than ten thousand people stronger than you?"

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi's expressions changed drastically at the same time. Qian Renxue blurted out:

"If he kills indiscriminately just to complete a Divine Trial, wouldn't Junior Brother be no different from a Fallen Soul Master?"

Qian Daoliu stood to the side in silence.

He had thought of that as well.

The criterion for judging a Fallen Soul Master had never been the attribute of one's martial soul.

An evil martial soul was not necessarily evil, nor was a light martial soul necessarily good.

True corruption lay in whether one's heart had been devoured by slaughter and power.

Luo Jiuyou's martial soul, the Asura Demon Sword, could drain blood and grow stronger through killing. If such an ability were abused without restraint, it would inevitably erode his heart and ultimately lead him to true corruption.

Seeing everyone's expressions change, Luo Jiuyou thought for a moment and understood. "You're afraid I'll become a Fallen Soul Master?"

Everyone fell silent. Wasn't that something to fear?

Didn't you know how terrifying that huge pile of skills of yours was?

Others only grew weaker as they fought, but the more injured you became, the stronger you got. And you had a whole bunch of absurd abilities.

If you truly fell, who could stop you?

Everywhere you went, low-level Soul Masters would probably explode into bloody mist filling the sky.

Even high-level Soul Masters would fear you. After all, you were simply impossible to kill.

Even if a whole crowd beat you to the brink of death, that soul skill of yours...

Would directly return you to the peak state you had recorded.

They'd be done for.

Who could possibly fight you?

"The judgment of a Fallen Soul Master depends not on the martial