Time flies, seasons change, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

The young man wore a white jade crown on his head and a moon-white robe. His delicate white face was covered with frost. His slender hands tightly grasped an exquisite silver sword. As he walked hurriedly, the silver lotus pattern on the hem of his clothes was faintly visible.

When he noticed someone chasing him, his face tensed. Just as he was about to use a spell, someone grabbed his wrist.

"Zhao, you're throwing a tantrum again."

The visitor spoke in a calm tone, his deep golden eyes filled with helplessness.

Zhao Zhao shook off his hand and ignored him.

Luochen cast a spell to trap him and asked expressionlessly, "What are you going to do?"

Just like when they were little, Zhao Zhao turned her head away and didn't look at him.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Luochen's eyes. Seeing that he seemed angry with him again, he softened his voice and asked, "Are you still going to the Demon Realm?"

Some time ago, the goddess Na Yue went to the demon clan to investigate but unfortunately got trapped and is now in urgent need of rescue. Zhao Zhao heard about it and immediately said he wanted to go.

However, the demon world is so dangerous that Luochen can't trust him at all.

During this thousand years, Zhao Zhao was a blank slate in all aspects except for his divine power and temper.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhao didn't understand Luo Chen's good intentions and still wanted to go to the Demon Realm. Luo Chen refused, so the current scene happened.

Zhao Zhao was always thinking about his mission. A few days ago, the countdown to his three-year life had begun.

Now that a thousand years have passed, his cultivation has improved, and it is time to face the upcoming plot.

According to the plot, this rescue mission will not succeed, and the death of the goddess will become the fuse for the war between gods and demons, making the already tense situation worse.

Zhao Zhao did not want the war between gods and demons to break out, whether for the purpose of speeding up the completion of system tasks or for the sake of peace and tranquility in the world.

So he chose to join the rescue and try his best to change the outcome of the goddess' death.

He looked straight at Luochen, his clear golden eyes full of seriousness, "I have to go."

After a pause, he added, "You can't stop me."

Luo Chen looked into those clear eyes that had never been polluted by the evils of the world and gently refused, "No."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao was about to leave immediately, but the next moment he heard a voice in his ear, "I'm worried about you."

Zhao Zhao paused, and a tingling feeling surged in his heart.

He turned his back and said dryly, "You said that my divine power is very high, so I won't be in danger."

After a moment of silence between the two, Luo Chen compromised, "Then go ahead."

He raised his hand, took off the jade he was wearing at his side, and then hung it on Zhao Zhao with his own hands.

Without looking at him again, she turned and left.

Zhao Zhao looked back at his tall back, stared at him for a while, and left resolutely.

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This time when Zhao Zhao goes to the demon world, he has to cross the foggy forest that separates the worlds of gods and demons.

The Fog Forest, as its name suggests, is filled with thick fog all year round. Even gods with great powers find it difficult to see the situation clearly beyond five meters.

Flying is prohibited over the foggy forest, so Zhao Zhao can only walk.

There were a lot of poisonous snakes and insects in the forest. Due to the large number, Zhao Zhao didn't want to waste time cleaning them up, so he just cast a spell to separate them.

A golden halo enveloped him, and as he walked, it brought a ray of light to the foggy forest that had been dark all year round.

The sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows. A tall and straight young man walked slowly past. His steps were light and firm, like a ray of light shining from the darkness, making him particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Zhao instantly noticed the malicious gaze behind him. He stopped, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the subtle changes in the surrounding air flow.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, quickly drew his sword, and swung it backwards! A flash of cold light passed by, and the person behind him reacted extremely quickly, rolling sideways to avoid the fatal blow.

Zhao Zhao secretly estimated the opponent's strength, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He was seen muttering to himself, and his whole body radiated a dazzling golden light. In the blink of an eye, the originally plain sword instantly split into thousands of pieces, each of which flashed with a sharp cold light!

Under the control of Zhao Zhao's divine power, these flying swords rushed towards the man like dense raindrops.

However, the man in the dark just sneered lightly, and as his black robe fluttered, a red bone fan appeared in his hand.

The bone fan in his hand seemed to have life, flying up and down freely and flexibly.

At the same time, an unfathomable magical power continuously emerged from him. However, in just a few breaths, the seemingly unstoppable rain of swords was easily blocked by the bone fan.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Zhao Zhao was about to cast another spell, but the man turned away without a fight. Before leaving, a gust of wind whistled past, leaving behind only the extremely arrogant words, "I don't want to play with you anymore."

Zhao Zhao was secretly furious. He knew very well that if he let this demon escape today, it would become a huge hidden danger in the future. Without hesitation, he followed closely behind the other party.

The man in black robe frowned, feeling the footsteps approaching behind him, and deliberately led Zhao Zhao into the depths of the foggy forest.

After a while, Zhao Zhao realized that the surrounding environment had become extremely strange, so he gradually slowed down the pace of pursuit.

The fog was growing thicker, making it nearly impossible to see anything more than a meter away. Zhao Zhao was wary, not wanting to be careless, and observing his surroundings intently.

The black-robed man hiding in the darkness was staring at Zhao Zhao's blurry back with a sly smile on his face. He waved the red bone fan in his hand and launched a sneak attack in an attempt to hit Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao narrowly avoided danger with his sharp reflexes and quickly determined the location of the man in black robe.

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