However, the young man could no longer listen, his eyes held only the sword in the spring, the shadows of the fallen sword, and the flames in his eyes.
"It's all my fault, it was because I sheltered that demon that the village's barrier was broken, causing the deaths of so many people...
I am here to claim the Sword Immortal's inheritance! I will kill all the demons!
Rest assured, I will kill it, kill it, I must kill it..."
The woodcutter frowned, watching the boy plunge into the well with a splash. He didn't follow to watch but stood on the shore, gazing at the chaotic Sword Array in the spring, Yao Guang flashing wildly, a thousand blades slashing, chaotic swords piercing the heart, a pool dyed with blood. He calculated with his fingers,
"Any hesitation or thought of survival for a moment will lead to ten thousand swords piercing the heart. Only by fearlessly charging through the sword blade to the death can one directly seize the Sword Scripture...
