The explosion of arrows had been dealt with, and that vortex leading to the heart's evil thoughts began to flicker strangely.
"This is as far as I can go. From here on… it's up to you."
Sagittarius himself had no confidence. He didn't know whether Wen Xishu could withstand this trial and drag the already lost Liu Jianxin back from the brink.
Right now, all he could do was use his arrows to lock onto Aquarius again.
Aquarius smiled and said:
"Does it mean anything? You seem to have grasped some peculiar power, gained quite a bit of insight."
"But it's useless. Hehe, today really is a good day. I originally thought he was clever, but I didn't expect… he'd be this stupid."
"He'll end up as my toy, together with Liu Jianxin."
Aquarius had already seen that Sagittarius was still afraid of the situation spiraling out of control.
When one constellation dies, the others will all evolve. What the world will look like after that evolution, no one dares to bet on.
Not even Sagittarius dared to bet.
If he could manage only to intimidate and not to kill, Sagittarius would of course prefer that.
Sagittarius seemed unable to stand Aquarius's smug arrogance:
"Your ritual was prepared for one person to begin with, wasn't it?"
"In other words, your ritual hasn't unleashed all of its power. You were only planning to corrupt Liu Jianxin."
"Wen Xishu is someone full of miracles. His appearance is bound to make your ritual fail."
In truth, Aquarius herself wasn't entirely sure either.
What Sagittarius said was right: the ritual was prepared for one person. Now two people had entered, and the ritual had even been partially damaged by Sagittarius's arrow…
She had absolute confidence in her own power, but at this moment, she was a little uncertain as well.
However, in terms of personality, Aquarius had never known how to back down:
"Is he your master? Your master will soon become my toy."
Sagittarius said coldly:
"I believe in him."
Sagittarius was also very worried. Without a doubt, this was the most passive situation yet. If Wen Xishu really was corrupted…
Then Aquarius's power would instantly soar to an unprecedented peak.
And his own fate would most likely fall into Aquarius's hands as well.
After all, his fate had been fused with Wen Xishu's.
But now, all he could do was keep Aquarius from moving, prevent her from perfecting the ritual.
The key to this constellation showdown was handed over to Wen Xishu.
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A narrow, long path unfolded beneath Wen Xishu's feet.
Wen Xishu immediately began a deduction. Using the explanatory text from his deduction, he figured out the setup of this place.
"So… this is one of Aquarius's Authorities."
This place was called the Good and Evil Corridor.
It was a scene created by Aquarius's ritual.
Once you stepped into the Good and Evil Corridor, every evil you had ever suffered in the past would replay again and again.
Those who entered the Good and Evil Corridor would grow more and more disgusted with this world.
At the same time, a massive wave of evil would keep approaching. Once you were engulfed by it…
Your good and evil would be reversed in an instant.
And that still wasn't the most despair-inducing part. The Good and Evil Corridor had an endpoint.
The stronger one's will, the longer the corridor's endpoint, and the longer the time they could evade the waves.
But in the end, everyone would reach the endpoint, with nowhere left to retreat, and could only watch helplessly as they were swallowed by the waves and turned into pure Evil People.
You could say that once you entered the Good and Evil Corridor, there were only two outcomes—
Either be devoured by the waves and fall into evil, or struggle and then be devoured by the waves and fall into evil.
Wen Xishu could already see… images flickering around him from time to time.
Those images were all the cruelest moments he had experienced.
He took a deep breath, clearing away distracting thoughts.
"Hold on, Liu Jianxin!"
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When the wave of evil thoughts surged toward him, Liu Jianxin had been running the whole time.
His speed was much faster than that of the waves chasing him.
But in the process… his speed grew slower and slower.
Because stray thoughts began to constantly erode him.
When he was thirteen, he'd beaten up the people who bullied a girl, just to stand up for her.
That year, his father had stood ramrod straight, and with an attitude of never backing down, let him see the figure of a Hero.
But the outcome was that he had no choice but to transfer to another school.
He had seen his father's dazzling radiance, yet for the first time he began to wonder: does justice have a price?
If the price of justice is that those who practice it are the ones who get hurt…
Then is it justice that's wrong, or is there something wrong with this world itself?
On the day he left the school, Liu Jianxin had a dream that night.
A great Hero named Liu Jianxin helped the weak and defeated a band of thugs who preyed on them.
But soon, he got into legal trouble. Those thugs all turned out to have connections and dragged him into the yamen with a lawsuit. And so, Young Hero Liu Jianxin…
Was banished from the region. He then began an even more brutal journey through the martial world.
Several years later, Young Hero Liu Jianxin thought his Swordsmanship had reached perfection and that he could finally challenge the martial world.
Thus… Liu Jianxin graduated with excellent grades and a prestigious academic background, joining a decent company.
That day, he dreamed again of Young Hero Liu Jianxin, who had just graduated from a renowned orthodox sect. After descending the mountain, he saw a bright future of roaming the martial world ahead of him.
He quickly received an invitation from a certain martial faction and decided to join them in building something big.
Only the martial world was far more brutal than he had imagined.
One day, Liu Jianxin finally secured a crucial project and, together with a colleague, attended a drinking banquet. As long as they drank the client into the right mood at that banquet, they would be able to secure the deal.
Liu Jianxin didn't like drinking. Even though the Heroes he admired were the type to gulp wine and tear into meat, his tolerance was really poor.
But that day, he still drank a lot, because the colleague accompanying him at the banquet was a woman.