Since he had gained the upper hand in their exchange—one could even call it a negotiation—Sikong Jing naturally pressed his advantage...
"Whether I succeed or fail, I do not wish to become some so-called Burial Emperor Rules."
"I am not you."
"I do not want to turn living, breathing lives into ants and crawling insects in the Burial Emperor Game. We are all creatures of flesh and blood."
Sikong Jing's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, while his Unyielding Momentum grew ever stronger.
There was no room for negotiation in his tone.
He directly rejected the Burial Emperor Rules' promise. Whether that promise was true or false, he would not accept it.
"Become my successor, and you shall be undying and imperishable."
Clearly, the Burial Emperor Rules did not wish to give up. Its voice of will continued to echo within Sikong Jing's mind.
It did not want Sikong Jing to keep fighting it to the death.
Yet Sikong Jing smiled and shook his head. "What I want is a world with bonds and feelings, not an emotionless machine. Undying and imperishable, yet devoid of all feelings and emotions—living like a lonely ghost, what use is that?"
"The thinking of an ant. Without eternal life, what use are bonds and feelings?" The voice of will continued to crash down.
Sikong Jing chuckled again. "If bonds and feelings are useless, then how could there have been the Nine Heavens Emperor and the Six-Horned Magic Beast? How could there be the chaos you face now? If you respected bonds and feelings and distinguished good from evil, how could the Nine Heavens Emperor have wagered everything to challenge you?"
"Search your own conscience—did the Nine Heavens Emperor ever lead the Six-Horned Magic Beast in slaughtering innocents?"
"If you had not interfered, the