Founder Of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 25

In the middle of Bai He's small throne hall, Yang sat on the floor and surrounding him in all four directions were Wuxian, Xue Yang, Xuanyu and Guangyao who were also sitting and all were facing him.

They will be guiding Yang on awakening his demonic yineng by connecting their minds and showing him the way.

"Lao Yang, are you really sure about this?" Xingchen was still not convinced.

"We'll be fine" Xue Yang assured him.

Jiang Cheng walked over to Wangji and handed him something.

"Take it" Jiang Cheng gave him his Yunmeng charm bell "Just in case"

(*A Yunmeng charm bell has the ability to calm people's mind.)

"Thank you" Wangji took the bell and stood behind Wuxian. Wuxian looked up to him and smiled.

"Thank you, Lan Zhan"

"Mm"

Feng Zi and Jin Ling gave their Yunmeng charm bells to Song Lan and Xingchen while Zixuan gave his to Xichen.

"Dajie" Yanli handed her Yunmeng charm bell to Bai He "I know that you know what you're doing"

"Thank you, A-Li" Bai He took the bell and was about to walk over to Yang when she changed her mind. She went to Jingyi and handed him the bell "Would you mind doing it for A-Yang?"

Jingyi took a deep breath and nodded "I will do my best, ayi"

"Thank you, A-Fen"

Jingyi slowly walked over beside Yang and get himself ready. To his surprise, Yang stretched his hand up as if asking Jingyi to give him something.

"Do you need something?" Jingyi asked.

"Hand"

"Hand?"

"Hand"

"Eh?"

Yang suddenly grabbed Jingyi's hand and held it tight before closing his eyes.

"When you think that I'm getting lost, pull me back" Yang said, making Jingyi smile. He still couldn't believe that he can now hold Yang's hand, giving him his trust and allowing him to be part of every decision he makes.

"Please come back" Jingyi replied. Yang just nodded and smiled as well.

They started the ritual.

. . .

Yang found himself in a very dark place. Dead trees surround him and there was nothing else in sight.

"Wei-jiu? Jiaofu?" he called out to them.

"A-Yang!" he heard someone calling him from a distance. The voice was so far that it was almost unheard if it wasn't for the place being too quiet.

Yang walked around, searching for them. As he trail down a path, he noticed a black mist up ahead so he decided to go check it out.

As he gets closer, he noticed that the mist had started to take a form of a man. Every step he takes, the image becomes clearer to him. And when he was just a feet away, he recognized the figure. It was him.

His own image stood right in front of him. Staring menacingly directly at him. On it's hands are his Wuqing and Nanwang.

"Who are you?" Yang asked the figure.

"I am you. You re me"

"Why are you holding my Wuqing and Nanwang?"