It Was a Heart Demon

"I'm you? What kind of bullshit are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at the "him" across from him, anger flaring in his heart.

"I am the truth you've always suppressed. I'm the real Zhang Xiaofan! And you're just the false side of me," "Zhang Xiaofan" said smugly.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Xiaofan shouted furiously.

"Angry now? Doesn't that prove you actually understand it in your heart? Why won't you believe it?" "Zhang Xiaofan" grew even more pleased with himself.

"Hurry up and let me go back." Zhang Xiaofan was afraid that he would end up like Luo Yunji once had, with his main consciousness trapped deep in his Sea of Consciousness while his body acted on instinct. If that happened, how was he supposed to take care of his master, his mistress, his senior brothers, and Little Junior Brother?

"Go back?" After hearing that, "Zhang Xiaofan" laughed wildly and without restraint. "Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving! It's your turn to stay here." When "Zhang Xiaofan" finished speaking, three spiritual dragons appeared behind him—one golden, one azure, and one red.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan also had three spiritual dragons of the same colors appear behind him. It seemed he would still have to fight his way through. Only after his cultivation reached the Upper Purity Realm had the true power of the Dragon Slayer Art begun to show a little. Once the Dragon Slayer Art reached completion, there would be twelve spiritual dragons.

The instant they exchanged blows, Zhang Xiaofan's three spiritual dragons were torn to pieces by the three spiritual dragons opposite him, dissolving into motes of spiritual light that scattered through the air.

"Hmph!" A mocking laugh came from "Zhang Xiaofan's" mouth.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the motes of spiritual light gradually dispersing in the air,