The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Yes, I'm here to take revenge." Nan Zhiyi stood under the familiar pear tree, eyes filled with uncontrollable resentment, tears welling up in her eyes but stubbornly refusing to fall.

"Then do it." Wang Kong spoke indifferently. He did not move from beginning to end. Even though the opponent's sword was close to piercing his throat, his eyes remained the same.

Nan Zhiyi looked at the bright red blood flowing out of the skin cut on the opposite side, his eyes reddened, and he was the first to be defeated. The sword in his hand fell weakly for the first time.

"Is this what you call the destined return?

This is bullshit. I don’t want this ending. I want you all to live well.”

"Xiaoyi, you can't change what has happened, just accept the reality!

I am destined to die by your sword. This is our choice, a choice we are willing to make."

As Wang Kong spoke, he picked up the sword that Nan Zhiyi had dropped on the ground, and before Nan Zhiyi could stop him, he committed suicide with the sword.

When the other disciples heard the news that Nan Zhiyi had returned, they all rushed over.

After opening the door, Nan Zhiyi stopped and lowered his head to express his sorrow when he saw Wang Kong's body in his arms, crying silently with his mouth open.

Nan Zhiyi looked over with tears in her eyes, her voice terribly hoarse, "Why don't you come in? Why don't you shout at me to kill me?"

"Xiaoyi, we..." Several people looked at Nan Zhiyi in embarrassment, with only sadness in their eyes without a trace of anger or hatred.

If there is, I still hate myself for not fighting for it, for not being able to protect the things I care about, and I am angry at myself for not working hard enough.

The only thing he didn't have was the incredible regret and resentment towards someone close to him, such as for killing his own master.

"As you all know, I am the only one who has been kept in the dark."

Nan Zhiyi was like a trapped beast, having lost his closest family members. His eyes became crazy and filled with the desire to destroy everything.

"Okay, you want to die, right? Then I'll grant your wish."

"Moonlight Slash."

That night he transformed into a great devil who slaughtered the world, and killed his way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, ignoring others' obstruction and pleas for mercy.

The bloodthirsty wind was blowing across the entire Qishan Mountain, and the red atmosphere filled with crimson and blood could be seen from afar.

The white clothes were stained red by blood and slid down along Nan Zhiyi's body. Blood from the tip of the knife kept dripping, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his or someone else's.

He lowered his head slightly, standing alone in front of the Qishan boundary monument with a sword in hand. His eyes were even colder than when they first met, and he became Xuanyuan Huaixi's lifelong nightmare.

This was the scene that Xuanyuan Huaixi saw when he led a large army to wipe out Qishan.

"The Palace Master of Tianyi Palace, Xuanyi, and the people of Qishan are waiting for your majesty to arrive.

Your Majesty, except for me, all your enemies in this world have disappeared. Are you satisfied?"

Nan Zhiyi raised his head and said this, a sick and crazy smile appeared on his bloodstained face.

It is so sad and frightening.

Xuanyuan Huaixi frowned and bit his lower lip tightly. He didn't know what was going on. He felt terrible about Ayi like this.

He sat on horseback in silence, as if time would stop and no longer flow if he didn't speak, until the spy came to report.

"Reporting to your majesty, just as the Imperial Master said, all 1356 people in Qishan were killed, all of them were killed with one sword in the throat. All the sword wounds were caused by the Yuehua Sword."

"Your Majesty, we won this battle without fighting!"

If what one person says may be false, then what everyone says together points to an established fact, so it must be true.

"Your Majesty, we have really succeeded. We have killed those so-called immortals who know the destiny and who stand on high and arbitrarily direct our fate."

"It was their prophecies and cold-bloodedness that killed our family members. Now we have finally avenged our lost family members."

"Yes, Your Majesty, we succeeded. From now on, there will be no more immortals in this world. No, there is only one left..."

"There's one left..."

Everyone who was cheering stopped cheering and looked at Nan Zhiyi who was standing there silently, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"There is one left. Your Majesty, can you kill him for us?"

"There is only one left. Your Majesty, please kill him for us!"

"Your Majesty, kill him for us! Kill him!"

"Kill him! You will be the king we will always support."

"Yes, sire, kill him."

"He even killed those closest to him. He is a devil. A born devil should never have been born."

"Your Majesty, kill him."

Xuanyuan Huaixi did not say anything. No matter how the noises outside changed, his eyes were only focused on the figure standing in front of him.

He pulled the reins and circled Nan Zhiyi a few times, but couldn't see through her, so he stopped again, "Ayi, what are you planning?"

"Your Majesty, did they really all die as predicted?"

"Or did they die because of human's own selfish desires?

You say that this world is inherently unfair, and whoever gets power can dominate the world.

Now everything is as you wish, are you happy and relieved? "

Xuanyuan Huaixi stared at his expression in a daze, unable to tell whether it was true or false, and his thoughts drifted away along with his words.

Looking at the blood and corpses all over the mountains and fields, he should have been happy, but looking at his subordinates who looked like mad beside him, he fell silent again.

The death of one person is offset by the death of a group of people. Is this fair?

It seems that there is no difference between myself and those who persecute me.

Isn't this what you want?

Why am I so sad? It's like there's a void in my heart, the road supported by hatred is broken, and there's a blur of white fog in front of my eyes.

"Your Majesty, there are thousands of paths, you can choose to be one of them, or you can choose to betray them.

It's all your choice and no one can question your decision.

You are the ruler of the world. Your words involve not only personal grudges, but also the fate of hundreds of families.

My parents and master were the driving force behind the incident, and I am also your enemy as the murderer of that incident."

"You think hatred can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy, which is understandable.

Your Majesty, please take action and kill me, and everything will be over?"

Nan Zhiyi said this, laughed, walked closer to him, and stopped within his reach.

"Nan Zhiyi, you are crazy, do you know what you are talking about?"

Xuanyuan Huaixi looked at him in doubt and retreated on his horse. He didn't understand how things had come to this point.

"Your Majesty, what are you still standing there for? Kill him?"

"Kill him, and all your hatred will be over. Nothing can hold you back anymore."

"Shut up. You are not allowed to question what I do."

Some people were eager to step forward, but Xuanyuan Huaixi gave them a bloodthirsty look, and they froze in place, not daring to do anything else.