Shrek Academy, Sea God Island.
Yun Ming held Ya Li's hand, strolling leisurely along the Sea God Lake shore.
The surface of Sea God Lake shimmered, and several white cranes flapped their wings, soaring from the island and drawing graceful arcs in the azure sky.
"Hmm?"
Yun Ming suddenly stopped, his gaze directed towards the edge of Sea God Island.
A faint smile touched his lips, "Fang Yang, that boy is back."
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Ya Li's beautiful eyes.
She also sensed that familiar yet powerful aura, as still as a deep pool, yet containing a heart-pounding power.
The next moment, two figures quietly appeared not far away.
Fang Yang looked composed, dressed in an immaculate black robe, his aura contained like a deep abyss.
Gu Yuena, as always, was cool and ethereal, her silver hair gently fluttering in the breeze, like a Fairy under the moonlight.
"Pavilion Master, Sister Ya Li, long time no see." Fang Yang smiled as he stepped forward, his tone calm.
Yun Ming's profound gaze lingered on Fang Yang for a moment, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes: "Boy, your current strength..."
He could feel that Fang Yang's aura was even more unfathomable than when he left, as if he had merged with this World.
"Pavilion Master, you flatter me."
Fang Yang smiled humbly, not saying much more.
Ya Li's gentle gaze fell upon Gu Yuena beside Fang Yang, and she nodded slightly in greeting.
Gu Yuena also gave a slight nod in response.
"Where's Na'er? Didn't she come back with you?" Ya Li looked at Fang Yang, her voice carrying a hint of concern.
"No."
Fang Yang shook his head, "I left her in Aolai City."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Ya Li's eyes, but she quickly let it go.
She smiled gently, "Okay, I understand. That girl must have grown taller again."
Fang Yang saw the longing in Ya Li's eyes and said softly, "If Sister Ya Li misses Na'er, you can go to Aolai City to see her anytime. She mentioned you a few days ago."
Upon hearing this, a gentle light appeared in Ya Li's eyes: "Good, I will definitely go. Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I left Sea God Island for a walk."
"Indeed, it has been a long time since I last saw that girl."
Yun Ming suddenly spoke, his gaze distant, "You didn't just come back for old times' sake, did you?"
Fang Yang's expression became serious, his gaze profound: "The Douluo Continent is now stable, and all factions are unified."
"Besides the God Realm, there is another plane that deserves our attention—the Demon Plane."
"Demon Plane?"
Yun Ming frowned slightly; this term was somewhat unfamiliar to him.
Upon hearing this, Ya Li also showed a puzzled expression: "Demon Plane? Is it similar to the Abyss Plane?"
Gu Yuena's cool voice rang out: "The Demon Plane is a plane full of chaos and corruption, existing by invading other planes."
"However, compared to the Abyss Plane, their overall strength is still slightly inferior."
"That's right."
Fang Yang nodded slightly, further explaining, "The Fallen Angel Martial Soul is essentially a seed sown by the Demon Plane, eroding other planes through one of its forms."
"This is also why Spirit Masters with this Spirit often find it difficult to control their own power, and may even suffer a backlash that corrupts their minds."
Yun Ming asked thoughtfully, "So you plan to..."
"Solve Yuan En Huihui's Fallen Angel Martial Soul problem."
Fang Yang's tone was calm, "This is not only to help her escape her troubles, but also to resolve the Demon Plane problem along the way."
"Good."
Yun Ming nodded, taking out his soul communicator. A moment later, he said in a deep voice, "They've already arrived."
Not long after, seven figures broke through the air, landing steadily by the Sea God Lake shore.
The current Shrek Seven Devils—Luo Guixing, Wu Siduo, Xu Yucheng, Yuan En Huihui, Le Zhengyu, Ye Xinglan, Yang Nianxia.
Each of them had a stable aura and solid spirit power, clearly having made significant progress in their cultivation over the years.
"Fang Yang!"
Upon seeing him, everyone showed pleasant surprise.
"Everyone, long time no see."
Fang Yang smiled as he looked around at everyone, his gaze lingering on each person for a moment.
Everyone looked at Fang Yang, feeling a sense of emotion.
The current Fang Yang was no longer the young man who studied with them back then.
Instead, he was a top-tier powerhouse holding multiple important positions such as vice-curator of the Sea God Pavilion, vice-tower master of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, and Chairman of the Sun Moon Federation Congress.
His esteemed status and immense strength had already left them far behind.
Yuan En Huihui took a step forward, her eyes complex yet filled with anticipation: "Fang Yang, what you just said... about my Spirit..."
"Don't worry."
Fang Yang looked at her gently, "I came back this time specifically to help you completely resolve the Fallen Angel Martial Soul problem."
"From now on, you will no longer have to worry about the backlash from your Spirit."
"Fang Yang, thank you."
Yuan En Huihui said solemnly, her eyes sparkling with hope.
Over the years, the Fallen Angel Martial Soul had been her greatest hidden worry, and now she finally saw hope for a complete resolution.
Fang Yang smiled slightly: "It's no trouble at all, don't mention it."
Immediately, Yuan En Huihui released her Fallen Angel Martial Soul.
Dark wings unfolded behind her, and dark red patterns spread across her skin, an icy and powerful aura instantly permeating the air.
This aura made everyone present feel a jolt in their hearts.
Fang Yang closed his eyes slightly, using Yuan En Huihui's Fallen Angel aura as a guide, his Soul power traversing the endless Void Realm, tracing the source of this power.
Soon, his consciousness penetrated layers of spatial barriers, and he saw a plane filled with chaos and corruption.
There, the sky was eternally dark red, the land was cracked, magma flowed everywhere, and countless Demons of various forms fought and devoured each other.
This was a World where the strong preyed on the weak, filled with tyranny and chaos.
"Found it."
Fang Yang opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.
He had locked onto the coordinates of the Demon Plane, and the next step was to completely resolve it... The Demon Plane, where an Eternal Blood Moon hung high.
The Demon Emperor, seated on a throne of bones, suddenly opened its crimson eyes, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire Demon Palace.
It felt a gaze from a distant plane, a gaze filled with unquestionable majesty.
"Interesting..."
A low voice echoed in the palace, with a cruel laugh, "Someone actually dares to peek into the Demon Plane; they have chosen death!"
It slowly rose, an suffocating dark aura emanating from its body.
As the Dominator of the Demon Plane, the Demon Emperor had not felt such a bold provocation in a long time.
"Give the order, prepare to welcome our... guests." The Demon Emperor's voice carried a bloodthirsty anticipation.
"Yes, Lord Demon Emperor."
The Demonic Lord Alba knelt on one knee, his eyes gleaming with fervent Battle Intent.
It was impatient to tear apart those invaders who did not know their place.
"Demon Legion, assemble!"
Alba's roar echoed throughout the entire Demon Plane, and countless Demons gathered from all directions, forming a massive legion.
They roared, they howled, craving blood and slaughter.
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