The Supreme Sword Emperor

The Central Plains are on the brink of collapse under the Blood Demon.

Just when the righteous and demonic factions join forces and seem about to gain the upper hand, the ending is absurdly hollow.

“If only it weren’t for those treacherous members of the black path.”

“If only it weren’t for your convenient hypocrisy…”

At the very last moment, the two sides turn on each other, blinded by merit and glory, and the tide of battle reverses in an instant.

“Even now, and this is what matters to you…!”

In response to the rage I could no longer hold back, the Blood Demon said something incomprehensible.

“I’ve become curious about the future you dream of.”

Then came a book, handed over as if passed on casually.

Unaware of its meaning, I met death—only to be met by an unexpected second chance.

After experiencing death once, I made up my mind.

The path I will walk is neither the righteous path nor the demonic path.

I will walk my own road.