Obsession Holds the Sword, Immortal in the Lake

On a high mountain.

Solitary Dust True Person looked at the pained Lin Jiuxiao, then turned and bowed to the Great Luo Sword Saint. "Senior, if Jiuxiao fails, what will happen?"

The Great Luo Sword Saint stared at the figure ahead. "At best, his cultivation will be diminished and his Lifespan greatly reduced. At worst, his divine soul will be devoured by the demon sword, and his body will become a puppet to the demonic soul."

Those words made Solitary Dust True Person's heart tremble even more with worry.

He wanted to dissuade Lin Jiuxiao, but the words reached his lips and still could not leave them.

Having stayed by this child's side for so long, how could Solitary Dust True Person not understand the ambitions in Lin Jiuxiao's heart?

Trying to stop him now would only affect him.

Lin Jiuxiao, gripping the demon sword, heard the Great Luo Sword Saint's words as well.

Yet his heart did not waver in the slightest. His gaze only became more focused and resolute.

The gathered clouds stretching for thousands of miles were scattered by a violent surge of Killing Intent. The surrounding forests trembled violently, as though heaven and earth might collapse at any moment.

The Great Luo Sword Saint raised a hand and pressed down through the air. In an instant, heaven and earth returned to calm.

The forests around them ceased trembling, but an increasingly frenzied aura gradually rose between heaven and earth.

Veins bulged across Lin Jiuxiao's forehead. Strange demonic markings spread from his palm to his cheeks, and his eyes filled with blood as his gaze gradually turned vacant.

"Lin Jiuxiao, why do you wield a sword?"

"There is unwillingness in your heart, obsession in your heart. Whom do you hate?"

"If fate toys with you, then use