Ghost Li's heart was torn by conflict.
In his mind, he seemed to see the sly smile of that girl in green again.
Ghost Li remembered the resolute tenderness in her eyes when she had shielded him from the Zhu Xian Sword.
She would never want him to become a cold-blooded, bloodthirsty fiend, an enemy of the world, for her sake.
She would never want him to sacrifice billions of lives for her sake.
If she were still alive and saw what he was like now, she would surely be heartbroken and disappointed.
That thought flashed like lightning, tearing through the darkness in his sea of consciousness.
At last, his wavering heart grew firm again.
"No!"
His voice was hoarse but resolute.
Ghost King looked at him, the smug smile on his face freezing in an instant.
He had never imagined that his adopted son would refuse him.
"What did you say?" Ghost King stared at him, his voice full of disbelief.
"I said, no!"
Ghost Li lifted his head to look at Ghost King, his eyes clear again and filled with determination.
"My life was bought with hers."
"The only meaning in my living is to make her open her eyes again."
"But..." Ghost Li looked at him and shook his head.
"This world isn't a bargaining chip she gave me in exchange for her life."
"I will never drag the world into an abyss of eternal damnation for my own selfish desires."
"And I will never make her bear the sin of destroying the world."
"This isn't what she wanted."
"Nor is it what I want."
Ghost King stared blankly at the young man before him, who seemed to have grown up overnight.
He wanted to argue, but found himself without a word.
Yes, everything he said was