"I had no friends, no family, no friendship, no love... What meaning was there in gaining power? No one to share it with, no one to understand me—only fear and obedience... Could it be that everything I did was wrong?"
The Asura King looked dazed, as though possessed by demons...
Not only him—even Ephemeral Old Man, Tantai Lingyue, Shakya Buddha Ancestor, and the others beside him wore grave expressions, lost in thought.
Nie Yun's words not only made sense, but also carried the effect of Immortal Sound, drawing people involuntarily into contemplation of the meaning of life and the essence of existence.
"Yes, what are we striving for..."
"A fleeting life is but empty air. What does a person truly seek in living..."
When the true sword intent of the Moon-Pity Sword was unleashed, it actually affected the soul. Although everyone stood outside the range of Nie Yun's swordsmanship, merely witnessing this sword art still plunged them into contemplation, unable to free themselves.
"No! What have I done wrong? I am the mighty Asura King, sovereign of Chaos! Destroying the world means eradicating the sins of the world and returning it to Chaos—I am not wrong! I do not need friends or family, friendship or love. What I want is absolute power!"
Boom!
An explosive sound rang out. The confusion in the Asura King's eyes vanished, replaced by resolve once more. His body shook, and surging waves of energy burst forth, blocking the threadlike sword qi pressing toward him.
"What a pity!"
Seeing the Asura King stabilize his heart at the critical moment, Nie Yun inwardly sighed in regret.
He had indeed used a psychological tactic just now. If he could have held on a little longer, he would have been able to kill him. He had not expected this