Zhou Fang had gone mad.
Looking over his entire history, life within it must have been thrilling and soul-stirring, full of tender twists and turns. Yet within the history of this universe, Zhou Fang's history was so insignificant, so dull and flavorless, so dispensable—nothing more than a fleeting instant.
It was like the extinction of one civilization while others continued to exist; a disaster struck here, while a new planet was born within a star elsewhere; some unknown place suffered another fresh catastrophe, while elsewhere new life arose. In the end, spring went and autumn came, and everything remained as before.
But Zhou Fang was not actually dead yet.
He had merely gone mad.
Too much will, too much life, madness under the influence of fate, the guilt of killing his wife, and even that "Yao Ji"—all of it had unknowingly split his personality apart.
That "Yao Ji" was himself. It was his demonic obsession.
The real Yao Ji would never do such a thing. Yao Ji simply did not care about mortals at all.
In the end, he chose a clean and decisive path.
Become a demon.
The end of madness was demonification. As long as the world was wrong, then he himself would not be wrong.
If he was not wrong... then everything could be comforted, and all pain would cease to exist.
At this moment, Zhou Fang became a demon.
At the very instant Zhou Fang became a demon, the demonic obsessions around him blazed fiercely.
"Yao Ji" appeared behind Zhou Fang once more, then transformed with a shake into the form of a Secondary Heavenly Demon.
Secondary Heavenly Demons looked extremely similar to Heavenly Demons. Both were pure black spheres, reflecting every person's appearance and inner heart upon their surfaces. The difference was that at a