There was a time when, as Du Chengfeng grasped the great saber, all he thought of was slaughter.
The saber in hand was meant to cut something, to draw blood and kill, and he understood that, for it was, after all, a saber. So when he didn't need to use the saber in his everyday life, if this saber still tried to influence him, he would steadfastly fortify his will and deeply remember why he lived, thus commanding the saber, integrating it as part of his combat strength.
Of course, sometimes, like when the saber's evil qi accumulated excessively, he needed to clarify why he killed, why he went to kill, finding a suitable outlet for both the saber's evil qi and killing intent. This would dramatically increase his power, causing his killing intent to surge, making him think that was the limit of his strength.
But now, he touched upon something else.
