"Throughout your life, there was indeed no justice."
Yun Xuan's voice softened somewhat, yet it remained resolute.
"But your life turned you into the very kind of person you hated."
"Until you sacrificed the first world."
"At that moment, you were no longer an avenger."
"You became another..."
"Butcher."
Jian Chen's pupils suddenly constricted.
He opened his mouth and let out a hoarse howl like a wild beast.
"No!!"
The black-red power of the Evil Sword surged madly, yet a crack appeared within that radiance.
A white crack.
Yun Xuan raised her longsword.
The Emperor Art runes on her body burned wildly, all transforming into the purest Light of Justice.
"You were right."
"Justice is not something one is born with, and belated justice is not true justice either."
"True justice requires someone to fight for it, protect it, and bring it to completion."
"There was no justice in your life. That was this world's fault."
"But you sacrificed that world. That was your fault."
"Those people you hated deserved to die."
"But those innocent mortals did not."
"Your justice was the justice of revenge."
"And my justice..."
Golden light on Yun Xuan's sword erupted to its utmost limit.
"Is the justice of protection."
"You protect your hatred."
"What I protect is the last bottom line of this world."
"That is..."
"Do not slaughter the innocent."
"Do not vent one's anger upon the weak."
"Do not let innocent people be buried alongside the grudges between the strong."
"This is not justice bestowed by the Heavenly Dao."
"This is the justice I chose for myself!"
"The Heavenly Dao is heartless, but the human heart has light."
The sword-light descended.
That white radiance was so pure that it held not a single trace of impurity.
It held no anger, no hatred, no