Sichuan Lord's Tribulation, Dragon Palace Appears

Li Yan's mood was somewhat complicated.

In truth, he understood Yang Chenghua's troubles.

Bearing the name of Erlang's reincarnation and coming into this world, he had been destined to be extraordinary from the very beginning.

The moment he turned one month old, the Yang family had encountered calamity.

As a youth, he had concealed his identity.

After reaching adulthood, he had wandered the jianghu.

Although Yang Chenghua had never said so, from his few scattered words, Li Yan knew that he, too, had once tried to cast aside the identity of Erlang and blend into this world.

But in the end, he was still merely a spectator of the mortal world.

Thus, Yang Chenghua had instinctively resisted becoming Erlang.

Only now had he finally accepted it completely.

When he encountered Ming Shanzi outside the city, he had called himself Yang Jian.

Although the story of Investiture of the Gods had long since been written and was widely circulated, history could never compare to the true Erlang.

Before this, there had been Li Erlang and Yang Erlang.

To call himself by a new name—

perhaps it represented his wish for a new beginning.

From then on, there would only be Yang Jian, and no more Yang Chenghua...

Thinking of this, Li Yan once again rallied his spirits.

Although Erlang stood apart from the masses, in some sense, he was the core of this incident.

The starting point of many matters was the karma between him and Jiang God Great Lord.

With his strength, he could certainly force those evil practitioners out!

And as expected, that was exactly what happened.

Outside Chengyun Gate of the royal palace, the black mist slowly dispersed. All the soldiers regained consciousness and looked at the person standing in the center of the square.

Gurgle, gurgle~

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