Suddenly, Shang Qing's sword pierced through Fan Yang's shoulder, while Fan Yang's white sword pierced through Shang Qing's chest.
The Heavenly Emperor reacted swiftly, striking Shang Qing away with a single move. Shang Qing landed on the ground, coughed up blood, and fell unconscious.
Zhou Yang opened his eyes somewhat groggily. He felt as if many memories he didn't know had appeared in his mind, and then he saw the protagonist of the memory standing quietly in the distance.
After taking in the surroundings, Zhou Yang suddenly came to his senses, quickly got up and ran to Pan Yang. He saw that the wound on Pan Yang's shoulder was so bad that the bone was visible.
"Does it hurt?" Zhou Yang looked at the wound and felt his heart tremble. He couldn't help but want to soothe the wound, but he was also afraid that touching it would make it hurt more.
Pan Yang glanced at his wound and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I won't die."
The big boss can't be in any danger! We should be concerned about Shang Qing, he almost died, even if he's possessed by a demon, he's still not that bad.
"How can this be considered nothing?" Zhou Yang looked at Huan Yang with some anger, but when he saw Huan Yang's eyes, he sighed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you."
Zhou Yang grabbed Pan Yang's other arm: "Heavenly Emperor, I'll take Little Phoenix to Wutong Mountain first."
Seeing that the two were about to leave, Yin Yu did not follow them. Instead, she jumped onto the Heavenly Emperor's shoulder, curled up in a ball, and continued to rest.
Chunyou stood still and eventually found someone to take Shang Qing to the prison.
Inside the palace on Wutong Mountain, Zhou Yang carefully treated Ban Yang's wounds.
After the bandage was finished, complete silence fell.
Perhaps unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Yang broke the silence by speaking: "You're a little different from before."
Hearing this, Pan Yang was somewhat bewildered. He looked at Zhou Yang and saw that the man's eyes seemed to have accumulated a lot of emotion. He even saw a kind of joy that he had not seen for a long time in them.
"What do you mean?" What's different? He hasn't changed much since he was bound to 001.
Zhou Yang reached out his hand, his hand trembling slightly, as if he wanted to touch Pan Yang, but ultimately he lowered it.
"You used to be a cheerful child too." As soon as Zhou Yang finished speaking, a sword appeared at his neck.
Pan Yang looked at him, his eyes darkening, and the dark red patterns on the sword slowly began to brighten.
"Who exactly are you?" Although he admitted that he had gotten used to the appearance of hidden figures, he would never be soft-hearted when it was against him.
However, Zhou Yang showed no panic whatsoever, and even had some emotions in his eyes that Fan Yang couldn't understand: "My name is Zhou Yang, you don't need to worry, I won't hurt you."
Looking at him, Pan Yang seemed to see the shadow of a young man in him. Now he felt a jolt in his heart, as if he had forgotten someone very important.
"Pan Yang?" Zhou Yang saw that he was somewhat lost in thought, took a step forward, and Bai Jianjian instantly drew a bloody mark on his neck.
Seeing this, Pan Yang put the sword back into his spatial storage, while Zhou Yang seemed oblivious to the bloodstain on his neck and instead breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Pan Yang's wound, thankfully it hadn't burst open.
Now Pan Yang was even more confused. Zhou Yang should be one of 001's people, so he should have never met him before. Yet, he had a strange sense of familiarity with him.
001 had some questions: "What is the host thinking about?"
Pan Yang ignored it. He seemed a little confused about what 001 was up to, but he was willing to bet he couldn't trust 001.
Seeing that he didn't react, Zhou Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but he quickly hid it: "Little Phoenix, rest well. I'm going for a walk outside. Just call me if you need anything."
In the days that followed, even after Pan Yang's injuries had healed, Zhou Yang still stayed on Wutong Mountain, claiming that the palace was not yet finished.
However, the peace did not last long. Shang Qing disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had replaced the Demon Lord as the new ruler of the Demon Realm and had begun to attack the Immortal Realm.
Looking at the group of strangely shaped demons outside Wutong Mountain, Pan Yang fell into deep thought. Are there really so many strange creatures among the demons?
Some had horns on their heads, and some even had bird wings, but they were all dressed in black, a dark mass. Pan Yang even wondered if the Demon Realm didn't have the money to buy clothes of other colors.
In the great battle between immortals and demons, Pan Yang, as the mascot, naturally had to make an appearance. However, this time Shang Qing's magic power seemed to be even more formidable, and he even injured the Heavenly Emperor.
Pan Yang finally sighed and took out his white sword, preparing to finish off Shang Qing.
"You, be careful." Zhou Yang suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Pan Yang glanced at him and rushed forward without hesitation.
Soon the light in the sky disappeared, and the entire sky was covered by demonic energy. Several bolts of lightning even resounded throughout the Three Realms.
Zhou Yang watched the two fighting with some anxiety, and finally grabbed Yin Yu's tail and went up with her.
Yinyu struggled desperately, "I'm just here to watch! I don't want to fight!"
Three against one, Shang Qing was clearly struggling to keep up.
With a final grit of his teeth, he chose to perish together with the enemy, but just as he began to channel his magic power, he was hit on the head by a furry thing.
Yin Yu grabbed Shang Qing's hair: "Pan Yang! I'm not a weapon!"
"I'm just believing in your strength. Aren't you an ancient monster? Charge, Pikachu!" Pan Yang started talking nonsense again.
Yin Yu: "......."
Shang Qing angrily grabbed Yin Yu by the tail and threw him out. Yin Yu grew larger in mid-air and landed steadily.
"I am an ancient demon beast! How dare you abandon me?" Yin Yu roared and charged at Shang Qing.
Pan Yang swung his sword, preparing to go up, but Zhou Yang grabbed his wrist: "Wait a minute."
Pan Yang looked at him and stopped in his tracks.
“The system shouldn’t be able to hear this conversation now. Huan Yang, I’m so glad to see you again.” Zhou Yang looked at Huan Yang, his voice a little urgent: “You must return to the real world. If necessary, take care of me too.”
Before Fan Yang could react, the world around him gradually turned blank.
A voice from 001 appeared in my mind: "Some system malfunctions detected. The mission is forcibly terminated. Return to system space."
Looking at the hand that was tightly holding his, Pan Yang asked, "Did we meet in real life?"
“We…” Zhou Yang looked at him, her eyes filled with a thousand emotions, but in the end she shook her head: “Don’t let anyone hold you back.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him vanished as if he were still around. Pan Yang stood quietly in the system space, pondering those words.
001: "Sorry, host, there is a slight malfunction in the system, but it will be resolved soon. You can take a rest."
"Heh." Fan Yang suddenly chuckled: "001, I must say you and your master are quite shrewd."
001 is now feeling terrified. This time it chooses to shut up. Waaah, Master, the host is so scary!
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