Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

Time is a conventional old man; he won't pause for the pleas of people on the roadside, nor will he accelerate for the urging from behind. He only moves forward with the same pace…

10:50:34

Click—

The door at the end of the cell was pushed open, and He Kuo led two men in combat uniforms, walking forward at a leisurely pace.

Li Bai and Li Ji, who were talking, stopped speaking when they heard the sound.

The former slowly closed his eyes, his clenched fist trembling slightly, while the latter smiled faintly, pushed the porcelain bowl in front of him aside, and stared calmly ahead.

He Kuo stopped in front of Li Bai: "Dean Li, time's up, we have to take him away."

"Isn't the purge at twelve o'clock?" Li Bai leaned on the wall and slowly stood up.

He Kuo said with a smile: "The purge is at 12 o'clock, and he's taken to the purge point at 11 o'clock. This was decided from the beginning, Dean Li. Do you have anything to say to Li Ji?"

Clang clang—

Li Ji shook the chains on his body: "I've said everything I need to say. Hurry up and take me out for some fresh air and sunshine!"

"Commander Li is in luck; the sun is exceptionally bright outside today."

He Kuo waved his hand, and the two men beside him stepped forward, unlocked the cell door, entered the cell, and removed the chains fixed to the ceiling, wrapping them around their forearms.

Turning Li Ji from being bound by the cell to being bound by people.

Li Bai lowered his eyebrows: "Can't you take them off completely?"

He Kuo shook his head: "Twelve Forbidden Resurrectors naturally need to be handled with care. Please understand."

"Can I go with him?"

"As long as Dean Li doesn't interfere with the purge, please do so."

"Thank you."

After speaking, Li Bai turned his head and looked at Li Ji expressionlessly: "After you leave, I'll take you home and bury you beside Mom and Dad."

Li Ji grinned: "Forget it, they definitely won't like the way I am now. Burn me to ashes and scatter them in the sea!"

…

Clang clang—

The sound of chains dragging on the ground came from the end of the square. The guards stationed at the outermost perimeter of the square retreated to both sides, clearing a wide path.

The media reporters in the stands stopped what they were doing when they heard the noise and looked up at the source of the sound.

It was an old man with gray hair.

The old man was wearing a white prison uniform, his figure hunched over, with chains piercing through his shoulder blades and hips. With every step forward, blood seeped from the wounds, staining the prison uniform with bloody halos.

These wounds caused him to stagger with every step. If it weren't for another old man of similar age supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground.

To get to the square, he could only be supported by the two combatants behind him.

"That's… Li Ji!"

Someone shouted, and the people standing on both sides of the stands retreated one after another, with expressions of fear on their faces.

A Twelve Forbidden Resurrector!

This was a terrifying existence that could easily destroy a city!

Now, a Twelve Forbidden Resurrector was appearing a few hundred meters away. How could the media reporters, as ordinary people, not be afraid? How could they not be timid?

For a moment, the scene was extremely quiet, the atmosphere stagnant, and only the sound of chains scraping against the stone bricks could be heard.

"After living for so many years, I didn't know I was so scary!" Li Ji murmured, his head lowering even further.

Li Bai turned his head: "It's not you who's scary, it's the Resurrector who's scary."

Li Ji nodded: "That's right, Resurrectors are man-eating monsters. It's normal to be afraid."

"I'm not afraid."

"Hmm?"

"Because you're my brother."

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, then cursed with a smile: "Corny."

The two leaned close together, step by step walking to the erected execution platform, step by step up the stairs, step by step to the center of the platform.

They walked this distance of several hundred meters exceptionally slowly, because the older brother knew that this was the last time he would walk with his younger brother, and the older brother was a little reluctant. The younger brother understood this, so he chose to accommodate him.

At this moment, Zhou Lian's voice echoed in everyone's ears through the broadcasting system.

"Media friends, don't panic. The Resurrector Li Ji has been completely controlled by us and cannot break free. Please rest assured.

The live broadcast will start at eleven thirty. Before that, we hope that you will not make loud noises or engage in filming, recording, or other violations. Thank you for your cooperation."

Zhou Lian's words were like a beacon, dispelling the haze in everyone's hearts and gradually restoring them to their previous state.

"Is that the Twelve Forbidden Resurrector?"

"It feels… it doesn't seem that scary…"

"Didn't the broadcast say that the Resurrector Li Ji has been completely controlled? In this case, what's so scary?"

"Hehehe, the former Commander of the Security Control Division has fallen to this state. How dramatic!"

A fly-like buzzing sound came from both sides of the stands, and impolite gazes constantly swept over Li Ji's body.

Li Bai said softly: "Let's sit and bask in the sun!"

Li Ji replied: "Okay."

The two slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the rising sun.

"How does it taste?"

"You know, I've had thick skin since I was a kid."

"No wonder that kid Li Chenqiu also has thick skin. It turns out he learned it from you."

Li Ji raised his eyebrows: "You underestimate him. That kid is a genius. The thick skin is self-taught."

…

On the north side of the stands, in the shadows near the corner, a young man dressed as a scholar sat side by side with a kind-looking old man.

If Li Chenqiu were here, he would definitely recognize who these two were. The former was his direct superior, the Northern Underworld Emperor, and the latter was Ying Xiu, who had once bought him at the auction.

"Emperor, why don't we just watch it on our phones? I feel like being so out in the open is a bit dangerous!"

Ying Xiu looked around furtively, like a thief.

The Northern Underworld Emperor smiled speechlessly, put the bucket of popcorn he was holding in his arms into the other's arms, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "Everyone, come and see! The Northern Underworld Emperor of the Underworld and the head of the Ying family are here! Don't miss it if you pass by…"

"Emperor, Emperor! We'll watch it here, we'll watch it here!"

Ying Xiu grabbed the Northern Underworld Emperor's arm and forcibly pulled him back to his seat.

The Northern Underworld Emperor gestured: "Look, has anyone noticed us? I told you, with me here, no one can discover us. Why don't you believe me, you old fellow?"

"How could I not trust your strength? I just feel a little chilly sitting here watching." Ying Xiu returned the popcorn to its original owner.