"Please stop patting my head. I'm not a child anymore. Xi, I will decide my own life. Please don't use your will to interfere with my decisions, all right? Whether they are right or wrong, they are my choices." The Dead Sea Guardian Supreme looked up at his elder brother, his expression exceptionally solemn. "From the day I left, I decided never to return. In the Upper Heaven Realm, there is no need for two identical lives. I must have my own life, my own homecoming."
"Zang, the two of us merely resemble each other; we are not the same. You have your own life and your own freedom. No one can deny that. Besides, there was nothing bad about our birth. Back then, who knew how many lives envied our wondrously identical existence? Zang, my dear younger brother, I have never interfered with your will, nor would I ever wish to. As for you, Zang, I have always liked you from the bottom of my heart. No matter what you do, I respect you beyond measure. You know that." Xi, with his eighty-thousand-meter divine body, gently tried to persuade him. "You have been away from home far, far too long. Let us go back. As long as you take one step back and stop being so stubborn, we can return to the place that belongs to us."
"If I could take one step back, I would have done so long ago." The Dead Sea Guardian Supreme shook his head in refusal. "I do not want to go back either. Xi, I am not your shadow. I belong to myself."
"Zang, you are not my shadow. You never were." Pain flooded Xi's face. "That is merely the mistaken prejudice of outsiders."
"No matter what, it is the truth." The Dead