The world fell silent.
With the shattering of the Sword of Ultimate Evil, Temperance's life came to an end.
Countless fragments of light rose from the broken blade and scattered like fireflies, illuminating the darkened world one last time before fading away.
The wails in the distance gradually subsided.
Before Huai Shi, Temperance's remains also slowly turned to ash.
Never to be seen again.
From this moment on, The Serpent of Temperance no longer existed.
Caught completely off guard, its soul had been pierced by the Sword of Ultimate Evil. Under the infiltration of every evil thought in this world, its consciousness had been utterly contaminated and eroded.
In that instant, the ruler's sense of self had shattered into countless fragments, just as Huai Shi had experienced within the Mirror of Day and Night.
Only, beneath the torment of malice, those countless facets of the soul would do nothing but attack and slaughter one another, reborn and dispersed again and again, until every thought had been smashed beyond recognition in the collision.
That was what made the Path of Change so feared. While it produced the most brilliant healers of consciousness, it also cultivated the most terrifying assassins of the soul.
Once such an opponent set their sights on someone, even constant vigilance could not guarantee that no evil thoughts would arise within. Even a spotless soul would gradually grow shadows beneath that subtle torment and fear.
And at some unknown moment, those evil thoughts that had silently seeped into the soul would gather together, become a blade, and pierce everything from within.
Even if Temperance had some contingency, even if its soul could be reborn in hell, a consciousness that had been thrown into a blender, ground into pulp, mixed with countless evil thoughts, and completely spoiled could never