Lu Li raised his head and looked at Cao Cao, saying softly, "Cao Mengde, there is only one reason why I have come to see you this time."

"Oh? What?"

"I'll kill you!"

Cao Cao was taken aback, then gave a wry smile and said, "Hahaha, actually, I won't live for more than a few days even if you do it."

Lu Li calmly replied, "I want to kill you with my own hands."

"Why?" Cao Cao asked, puzzled.

"Because you owe my disciple a life!" Lu Li said.

Upon hearing this, Cao Cao was stunned. After a moment, he shook his head, gave a bitter smile, and muttered to himself, "Yes, it's time to end this..."

Then he fixed his gaze on Lu Li and slowly said, "I don't expect you to forgive me!"

"I just want to tell you that I have no regrets."

"Having lived to this point, death is a relief for me."

"As you said, immortality... is perhaps a kind of suffering."

"As long as one still has emotions and desires, one cannot bear to see the people around them die one by one."

"Hahaha, Lu Li, in the end, I still won. You'll have to bear all that pain yourself!" Cao Cao laughed loudly.

Lu Li remained expressionless. He took two steps forward, slowly drew the Tianwen Sword, and placed it on Cao Cao's head.

"Pfft!" Blood splattered out, covering Lu Li completely.

Lu Li closed his eyes, letting the blood drip down his cheeks without feeling a thing.

He slowly turned around, his back view somewhat desolate.

"My lord! He killed my lord!!!"

"Stop him! Kill him!"

"Avenge our lord!"

In an instant, a commotion arose outside, followed by a squad of soldiers rushing in and surrounding Lu Li.