What is Reason?

Qi surged wildly, forming a spiral vortex that mercilessly absorbed true qi and sword intent. The three figures withered at a visible speed, shrinking like jellyfish drained of their vitality, nearly collapsing.

This scene unfolded from start to finish in just over a dozen breaths.

Watching it all, Xu Yong'an unconsciously swallowed, realizing his initial judgment was entirely wrong. Whether it was the black-clad sword expert from before or the refined white-robed gentleman who appeared later, both were people from the Demon Sect.

For members of the Demon Sect, what did reputable sects or righteousness even mean? It was all nonsense. They wouldn't make indecisive choices.

Crack!

With a sharp sound, the three bodies turned to dust and were swept away by the wind, leaving no trace behind. Apart from the pouches at their waists and their long swords, even their clothing vanished, as if they had disappeared from the world entirely.