Shrek Academy, Sea God Island.
Yun Ming held Ya Li's hand, strolling slowly along the shores of Sea God Lake.
The surface of Sea God Lake glittered, and a few white cranes took flight from the island, tracing beautiful arcs against the azure sky.
"Hmm?"
Yun Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning towards the edge of Sea God Island.
A faint smile touched his lips.
"Fang Yang, that kid is back."
Hearing this, a flash of surprise appeared in Ya Li's beautiful eyes.
She too felt that familiar yet powerful aura, calm as a deep pool, yet containing an awe-inspiring power.
The next moment, two figures appeared silently nearby.
Fang Yang's expression was composed, his black clothes immaculate, his aura as restrained as an abyss.
Gu Yuena was, as always, cool and ethereal, her silver hair fluttering gently in the breeze, like a fairy under the moon.
"Pavilion Master, Sister Ya Li, long time no see." Fang Yang smiled as he stepped forward, his tone calm.
Yun Ming's deep gaze lingered on Fang Yang for a moment, a flicker of astonishment in his eyes.
"Kid, your current strength..."
He could feel that the aura around Fang Yang was even more unfathomable than when he left, as if he had merged with this heaven and earth.
"You're too kind, Pavilion Master."
Fang Yang replied with a humble smile, not elaborating further.
Ya Li's gentle gaze fell upon Gu Yuena beside Fang Yang, and she gave a slight nod of greeting.
Gu Yuena also nodded in return.
"Where's Na'er? Didn't she come back with you?" Ya Li looked at Fang Yang, her tone tinged with concern.
"No."
Fang Yang shook his head. "I had her stay in Aolai City."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Ya Li's eyes, but she quickly accepted it.
She smiled gently. "Alright, I see. That girl must have grown quite a bit taller by now."
Fang Yang saw the longing in Ya Li's eyes and said softly, "Sister Ya Li, if you miss Na'er, you can go to Aolai City to see her anytime. She mentioned you just a few days ago."
Hearing this, a gentle light bloomed in Ya Li's eyes. "Good, I'll definitely go. Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've left Sea God Island for a walk."
"Speaking of which, it has indeed been a long time since I've seen that girl," Yun Ming suddenly said, his gaze distant. "You didn't come back this time just to catch up, did you?"
Fang Yang's expression turned serious, his gaze deep. "Now that the Douluo Continent is stable and the various powers are unified,
"Besides the God Realm, there is another plane that deserves our attention—the Demon Plane."
"The Demon Plane?"
Yun Ming frowned slightly; the term was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
Hearing this, Ya Li also looked puzzled: "The Demon Plane? Is it an existence similar to the Abyss Plane?"
Gu Yuena's cool voice rang out.
"The Demon Plane is a plane filled with chaos and depravity, surviving by invading other planes."
"However, compared to the Abyss Plane, their overall strength is somewhat inferior."
"Correct."
Fang Yang gave a slight nod and explained further, "The Fallen Angel martial soul is essentially a seed sown by the Demon Plane, a form of erosion into other planes."
"This is also why soul masters who possess this martial soul often find it difficult to control their own power, and may even have their minds corroded by its backlash."
Yun Ming asked thoughtfully, "So you're planning to..."
"Solve Yuanen Yehui's Fallen Angel martial soul problem."
Fang Yang's tone was calm. "This is not only about helping her break free from her troubles, but also about taking care of the Demon Plane along the way."
"Good."
Yun Ming nodded and took out his soul communicator. A moment later, he said in a deep voice, "They're on their way."
Before long, seven figures streaked across the sky, landing steadily by the shores of Sea God Lake.
The current Shrek Seven Monsters—Luo Guixing, Wu Siduo, Xu Yucheng, Yuanen Yehui, Yue Zhengyu, Ye Xinglan, and Yang Nianxia. Each of them had a steady aura and solid soul power, a clear sign of their significant progress in cultivation over the years.
"Fang Yang!"
Seeing him, they all revealed looks of pleasant surprise.
"Everyone, long time no see."
Fang Yang smiled as he looked around at them, his gaze lingering on each person for a moment.
Looking at Fang Yang, the others couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
The Fang Yang today was no longer the young boy who had studied alongside them.
He was now a top-tier powerhouse holding multiple important positions: Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, and Council Chairman of the Sun Moon Federation.
His status was so venerable, his power so immense, that he was now far beyond their reach.
Yuanen Yehui stepped forward, her gaze complex yet filled with expectation: "Fang Yang, what you just said... about my martial soul..."
"Don't worry."
Fang Yang looked at her warmly. "I came back this time to help you completely solve the problem of the Fallen Angel martial soul."
"From now on, you will no longer have to worry about its backlash."
"Fang Yang, thank you."
Yuanen Yehui said solemnly, a light of hope shining in her eyes.
For all these years, the Fallen Angel martial soul had been the greatest hidden danger in her heart, and now she finally saw the hope of a complete solution.
Fang Yang smiled faintly: "It was no trouble, you're welcome."
Immediately, Yuanen Yehui released her Fallen Angel martial soul.
Jet-black wings unfurled behind her, and dark red patterns spread across her skin. An icy cold and powerful aura instantly filled the air.
This aura made everyone present feel their hearts skip a beat.
Fang Yang closed his eyes slightly. Using the aura of Yuanen Yehui's Fallen Angel as a guide, his soul power crossed the endless void, tracing the source of this power.
Soon, his consciousness pierced through the layers of spatial barriers and saw a plane filled with chaos and depravity.
There, the sky was an eternal dark red, the earth was cracked and torn, with magma flowing everywhere. Countless demons of various forms slaughtered and devoured one another within it.
This was a world of the weak falling prey to the strong, filled with tyranny and chaos.
"Found it."
Fang Yang opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.
He had already locked onto the coordinates of the Demon Plane. The next step was to resolve it completely.
...
Demon Plane.
The eternal blood moon hung high.
The Demon Emperor, seated on a bone throne, suddenly opened its scarlet eyes. A terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire demonic palace.
It felt a probe from a distant plane, a gaze that held an unquestionable authority.
"Interesting..."
A low voice echoed in the palace, carrying a cruel smile. "Someone dares to probe the Demon Plane. They have a death wish!"
It slowly rose to its feet, a suffocating dark aura emanating from its body.
As the ruler of the Demon Plane, it had been a long time since it had felt such a bold provocation.
"Pass the order. Prepare to welcome our... guest." The Demon Emperor's voice was laced with a bloodthirsty anticipation.
"Yes, Demon Emperor."
The Demon Lord Alba knelt on one knee, his eyes burning with fanatical battle lust.
He couldn't wait to tear apart the foolhardy invaders.
"Demon Legion, assemble!"
Alba's roar echoed throughout the Demon Plane. Countless demons converged from all directions, forming a vast legion.
They roared and howled, craving blood and slaughter.
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