"Little Junior Brother, you must understand, those were three Nascent Soul cultivators! Even if you and I kept cultivating, they would be improving too! When you reached Nascent Soul, they would reach Spirit Division! When you reached Spirit Division, they would reach Void Refinement! When you reached Void Refinement, they would reach Body Integration! You... how could you possibly catch up to them? How could you avenge Master and Eldest Senior Brother? If not for the Great Sword Dao Battle, how could they possibly have fallen?"
"Even if you caught up to them, don't forget that they wielded the strength of an entire sect! Could you join forces with the Thunder Control Sect to attack another sect? If I didn't provoke the Sword Cultivator Great Battle, when would I ever avenge Shang Hua Ming?"
"But... after you provoked this war, before even the Nascent Soul cultivators joined it, thousands upon thousands—no, a hundred thousand—cultivators and sword cultivators had already perished!" Xiao Hua roared as well.
"Hahaha, thousands? Tens of thousands? A hundred thousand? A million?" Zhang Qingxiao laughed wildly. "What does that have to do with me? I am the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The more of them who die, the happier I am."
"You..." Xiao Hua gritted his teeth.
"I already told you back then, Master, Eldest Senior Brother, and Junior Sister were the people closest to me in this world. I would never let them suffer harm. Whoever... whoever dared harm them, even if I had to ascend to the nine heavens, descend into the nine netherworlds, or fall into the Demonic Path and the ghostly path, I would never spare them!!! This is only the lives of a hundred thousand people; it truly counts for nothing! If I could, I would use the entire