"Another one goes mad."
Ning Xunqiu sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness.
Inside this Demon Sword, he was like a solitary shadow, unable to communicate, his senses deprived, and even his own emotions were deeply suppressed by the Sword Demon's "neither living nor dead" state.
Yet he still yearned for everything that came with being human.
Because of this, his relationship with each sword carrier would always develop a peculiar emotion over the years, but in the face of "parting by life and death," he was powerless to change any of it.
Ah Feng was one; Dongfang Mingyue was another.
This heavy experience is definitely not something those with insufficient "Dao Heart" can bear.
And clearly, he did not belong to that category.
He watched Ah Feng die before his eyes and accompanied Dongfang Mingyue for decades, yet could only helplessly watch her leap into the flames to sacrifice herself.
