I Hold the Sword and Break the Cycle of Reincarnation

I was the fifth and last one. The four in front of me were defeated one after another: One person becomes a demon, one person's soul is destroyed, one person falls into the abyss forever, and one person's cultivation is completely lost. They told me that this was fate. The so-called savior is just a slightly larger chess piece in the reincarnation of the Demon Immortal Emperor. On the day I was born, thousands of swords roared together, and thunder struck out the ancient broken sword. On the soul-measuring platform, I shattered the treasure used to identify bloodline. They see me as a monster. Until I saw those four tragic figures deep in the sea of consciousness, I heard the truth that has been covered up by reincarnation for thousands of years: "We are not challengers." "We are part of Him. They are the four remaining souls that desperately escaped before Tiandao was swallowed up. " "And you..." "It's the last and most complete piece." I lowered my head and looked at my palm. There, the shadow of the Wanhua Sword is gathering. This time, the one holding the sword is no longer a fragment of Heavenly Dao. This time—— It's the way of heaven itself that ends personally. My name is innocent. This sword is ever-changing. This battle is not for immortality, nor for proving the emperor. Just to cut off this damn reincarnation.