I swung my knife and simultaneously severed the blood vessels, trachea, and esophagus of the Howling Celestial Hound.

It didn't speak, only looked at me in despair.

"Such a good dog."

Suddenly, it laughed and licked the back of my hand. "Master, would you be happy like this?"

"I would be."

"Then that's great!"

Liu Yanchang laughed beside me. "Madness! They've all gone mad!"

I swallowed the heart of the Howling Celestial Hound.

At the same time, the vertical eye of the Lotus Lamp's wick opened.

Purple-red light illuminated the mortal world, like the setting sun sweeping over a decaying realm.

Liu Yanchang shouted, "You're back! You're back!"

I paused, then involuntarily took off the vertical eye of the wick and placed it on the forehead of the head on the left side.

The Trident Spear also hummed.

The head on my left side suddenly spoke, "So fast, everything is about to end."

I looked at that head, and the face transformed, finally becoming the face of a middle-aged man.

It was Yang Jian's face!

Infinite shock and fear surged in my heart.

Why? Why is it like this?

The Yang Jian I always wanted to kill is actually within me?

"Uncle?"

"No, I'm not your uncle. I am you; we are one."

"One?"

"Yes, we are Yang Jian, we are Chen Xiang, and we are everything."

The stupid dog didn't remember wrong; I am indeed Yang Jian.

Liu Yanchang exclaimed again, "Marvelous! Truly marvelous! It's worthy of the true god Erlang, the Manifested Sage!"

Yang Jian looked at Liu Yanchang and asked, "Then who are you?"

"I am Liu Yanchang, your younger brother-in-law!"

"No." Yang Jian shook his head. "I personally tortured Liu Yanchang to death; you are not Liu Yanchang."

Once again, I was plunged into deep shock.