The sound of Subdue Evil's sword was equally resounding: [An Jing, in this world, there is no ceremony where sacrifice guarantees reward. Thinking 'as long as I die, things will get better' is a form of escapism, a defeat without fighting. It is using the disappearance of life to evade the responsibility of seeking the 'best of both worlds,' the most arduous path. The world does not believe in tears or self-sentiment, and mere self-sentiment and self-sacrifice cannot transform into true victory]
[Only through struggle, only through eternal confrontation and conflict, only through battles against all forms of corruption can miracles and tomorrow be attained!]
[The so-called 'loving oneself more than loving all beings' is the greed and arrogance to defy 'certain death.' An Jing, by wielding me, you have swung this self-destructive sword; are you afraid of death? Do you not think you can... transcend death?]
"Indeed, how could I fear death."
