Immortal Lord Hongjun knelt in front of me, his forehead sunk deep in the mud.
"Please, kill me."
The broom in my hand clattered to the ground.
The Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm was weeping now, and his immortal robe was stained with dust.
"Only you can end my life."
He pointed to the sky tremblingly: "Heaven wants me to live forever, but these endless years..."
"More terrifying than death."
I looked at his collapsed eyes and suddenly realized:
When eternity becomes a curse, killing gods is relief
