The earth cracked, and the mountains shook.
The incomparably huge planet disintegrated in an instant, splitting apart from the middle.
The huge shock wave generated by the explosion sent Yang Xuan and the inner demon directly into an unknown void. After crossing an unknown distance, they crashed into another planet.
In the dark pit, Yang Xuan, whose face was as pale as a sheet, was bleeding profusely from all over his body. The green Wood Spirit Qi was very weak and could not play its original role.
Fortunately, the Six Dimensional Armor, which had not fully recovered, offset some of the impact for Yang Xuan, so his body did not suffer any more serious injuries.
This was also because Yang Xuan's body was strong. If it were anyone else, they would have disintegrated directly in the explosion, not leaving a trace.
The inner demon's Primordial Spirit seemed to be in a better state. Without blood to bleed, he did have a little advantage in this regard, but this was only superficial.
The golden Xuanyuan Sword lay quietly beside him. Its light was weak, and it could no longer maintain the chaotic fusion with him.
"Cough, cough!" Yang Xuan suddenly coughed. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, he seemed to have recovered a little.
The inner demon turned to look at him. After a long while, he suddenly laughed.
Yang Xuan struggled to support his body and moved back little by little. Finally, he leaned against a rock and gasped for breath. He asked strenuously, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just think it's funny." The inner demon also climbed up, leaned against the rock next to him, and looked up at the vast starry sky.
Yang Xuan did not speak anymore. He leaned his head gently against the rock and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.
"Hey, don't die! I haven't swallowed you yet. "The inner demon suddenly shouted.
"I won't die!" Yang Xuan said grumpily.
The inner demon let out a long breath and suddenly changed the topic. "Do you still remember those days in the Yang family?"
Yang Xuan was stunned. He squinted at the demon and asked, "Why are you talking about this?"
The inner demon didn't answer Yang Xuan, but continued, "At that time, I couldn't cultivate and was bullied by my brothers and sisters of the Yang family every day. Every time I was humiliated, I swore that I would kill them one day."
Yang Xuan frowned and said, "Those are my memories."
"It's also mine!" The inner demon said indifferently.
Yang Xuan stopped talking. He shifted his body into a more comfortable position and looked up at the starry sky.
"You once asked me, when was I born?" Mental Demon was also looking at the starry sky. In the distant starry sky, there was a comet dragging its tail as it traveled with an unknown destination.
"I was born in those days." The inner demon said indifferently, "I am the evil in your heart. The more you hate those people, the stronger I become. The more you want to kill them, the stronger I become."
Yang Xuan didn't say anything. He was still looking up at the starry sky. He knew what the inner demon said.
In those days, he was angry, he was humiliated, he was full of resentment, and he was full of killing intent.
He couldn't wait to tear those who bullied him into pieces, so that they would never be reincarnated.
But at the same time, he had to endure it. He had to suppress the killing intent in his heart. Even in the end, he had to choose to let go of some people he wanted to kill because of the faint kinship.
"What's this called?" The inner demon continued, "In human language, it's called schizophrenia."
Schizophrenia. This term was very accurate, so accurate that Yang Xuan couldn't refute it.
"For ordinary people, schizophrenia is just a split. They will go crazy and become stupid. Originally, it was very likely that we would go crazy in a few years. But we became cultivators. "
Yes, cultivators.
They were cultivators, cultivators, cultivators who could move mountains and fill seas.
"A cultivator's schizophrenia will give birth to two souls." The inner demon sighed and continued, "So, I am you, and you are me."
"You are me, and I am you." Yang Xuan sighed and repeated.
They were the same person to begin with. They were.
"Those killings on the Martial God Planet were all done by you?" Yang Xuan asked.
"It was me, and it was you." The inner demon sneered, "Don't try to escape. You and I did everything together."
Yang Xuan sighed again. The inner demon was right. They did everything together because they were one.
"Why are you talking about this?" Yang Xuan shook his head, as if he wanted to throw some memories out of his mind.
"I'm actually thinking, when you and I really merge, whose personality will be dominant?" The inner demon asked with interest.
Yang Xuan was silent. This was a question he didn't want to think about carefully.
"If my personality is dominant, then can we say that you will be devoured by me?" The inner demon looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan didn't say anything and looked at the starry sky.
The starry sky was quiet, and there seemed to be shooting stars.
"If your personality is dominant, will it be me who will be devoured?" The inner demon asked again. It looked away from Yang Xuan's face and looked at the flashing shooting star.
Yang Xuan still didn't say anything. There was no answer to this question.
No one knew the answer.
The inner demon suddenly laughed again. It laughed so hard that it was out of breath.
Yang Xuan stared at the shooting star that was getting closer and closer. He asked expressionlessly, "What are you laughing about?"
"I'm laughing at the two of us. One is the prophet of the planet, the godfather of science, and the other is the master of Penglai, the Immortal Emperor, and the other is the ruler of the world. But we are both lying here quietly waiting for death. We can't even escape. Don't you think it's funny?" The inner demon stared at the shooting star and sneered.
"It's funny indeed!" Yang Xuan nodded.
The inner demon began to struggle. It used all its strength to stand up slowly. It also used the Xuan Yuan Sword to support itself.
"I, Bai Qi, have killed countless people in my life. Even if I die, I don't want to die lying down." Its body shook, but its tone was firm.
Yang Xuan also struggled to get up. At the same time, he said with difficulty, "I said, you are not Bai Qi."
The inner demon stared at the shooting star that was about to fall and said calmly, "But I think that is me."
This time, Yang Xuan did not refute. Perhaps he had already admitted it, or perhaps he did not have time to refute. He just quietly watched the shooting star fall in front of the two of them and transform into Cha Du's appearance.
His clothes were torn and tattered. His green and black face was full of anger and murderous intent.
"Worms, I finally found you." Cha Du said word by word. He gritted his teeth and was full of murderous intent.
"It seems that he is fine," the inner demon suddenly said.
Yang Xuan smiled bitterly. The Cha Du in front of him seemed to be in a sorry state, but he did not seem to have suffered any injuries.
"Can you still fight?" The inner demon raised the Xuan Yuan Sword in its hand and asked.
"Yes!" Yang Xuan nodded. Light gathered in his hand.
"Then let's kill this piece of trash." The inner demon grinned hideously and pounced forward while staggering.
The Xuan Yuan Sword slashed from top to bottom. There was no light at all.
What greeted it was one of Cha Du's feet, right in the stomach.
Pa!
The inner demon flew backward.
Just as the inner demon flew backward, Yang Xuan raised his fist, which was glowing faintly, and pounced.
He was also met with a foot, right in the stomach.
Poof!
Yang Xuan spun and fell.
"Lowly and pitiful worm!" Cha Du said coldly.
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