"Heh, forcing you? Why don't you take a look in the mirror? What gives you the right to make me force you?"
"You keep calling us brothers, yet when you killed me back then, you didn't hesitate in the slightest. Now, as your brother, all I want is for you to stay here and keep me company."
"Was I wrong?"
"And you say I'm forcing you? Right now, I am the last proof that I ever existed in this world. Come, kill me. As long as you kill me, I will vanish completely."
"Vanish forever. From then on, you will never feel guilty again, and you will be able to forget me forever."
"Forget the brother who once lived and died by your side."
As he spoke, Zhao Li moved closer to Wang Tian, continuously stretching his neck out before him.
Wang Tian's eyes were bloodshot. He had reached the limit of his endurance.
"Since you want to die, then die."
"You are not Zhao Li at all. The Zhao Li of back then died to save me. I will not forget him. I never will."
"You want to wear Zhao Li's face to make me lower my guard, then seize my body? I won't let you have your way."
"Since you truly want to die, I'll grant your wish."
Suddenly, Wang Tian could endure no longer. Raising the Nine Provinces Cauldron in his hand, he smashed it down at Zhao Li.
The Nine Provinces Cauldron emanated an overwhelming aura of slaughter. Zhao Li was sent flying at once, his body tracing a beautiful arc through the air before crashing heavily into the distant ground.
"Pfft."
Zhao Li lay sprawled on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. With a trace of gratitude in his eyes, he looked