Everyone's Cultivating Immortality, and Only Now They Tell Me to Get to It

He fell silent for a long while. Beyond the pavilion, clouds surged across the sea, and the mountain wind wailed. At last, he slowly raised his head. Bloodlust and lucidity mingled in his eyes, and though his voice was hoarse, his words were resolute.

"If Buddha stands in my way, I'll cut him down! If demons bar my path, I'll slaughter them! But... what wrong have the common people done?! The path I seek is not one of slaughter! I only want... to survive! To protect those I wish to protect! To break the shackles imposed upon me! If the common people stand in my way... I will avoid their strength and seek another path! If there is no way to avoid them..." A trace of ruthless resolve flashed in his eyes. "Then... if gods stand in my way, I'll kill the gods; if Buddha stands in my way, I'll kill Buddha! Even if I must bear a sin as vast as the heavens, I... will not hesitate!"