Yun Lintian couldn't help but laugh, the sound rough from his strained throat. "So you were both guardian and potential conqueror?"
"Balance requires both," Si Junyi said simply. He placed a cold hand on Yun Lintian's shoulder. "Remember this when you assume your role - true power lies not in choosing one extreme, but in maintaining the tension between them."
Yun Lintian exhaled slowly, feeling the truth in those words resonate with his newly merged powers.
"Now," Si Junyi stepped back, his form beginning to blur at the edges, "shall we complete the transfer?"
Yun Lintian didn't reply immediately. He didn't know how to feel at the moment. With the God of Death's power gone, Si Junyi would definitely regress drastically.
Si Junyi's crimson eyes flashed as he suddenly thrust both hands into his own chest. Black energy crackled as he withdrew two objects - the Judge's Pen and the Book of Death.
