Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

"No matter how far away. As long as I care about this person, no matter where she is on Earth, I can cross over to her in one step." Zhang Yang joked, "So Su Chang, just give up! Anyway, I'll try my best to pester you for the rest of my life!"

A scene flashed through Li Sushang's mind.

No matter where she fled to, this guy surnamed Zhang would suddenly appear in front of her with that smug smile on his face.

"Isn't that being a scoundrel?"

"How can it be considered thuggish? This is called deep affection."

"Deeply affectionate my foot."

Zhang Yang took a step closer: "So you might as well not come with me. You can't escape anyway."

Li Sushang's face flushed instantly, and she took two steps back: "Who wants to be with you! My parents aren't like that!"

"Your parents?"

“My father has always been very good to my mother. Whatever my mother says goes. She is never like my master…” She glanced at Cheng Ling Shuang, then looked away. “Anyway, proper couples are not like you two.”

Zhang Yang chuckled: "Stop joking. Does your father have any influence with your mother?"

Li Sushang opened her mouth, but suddenly choked.

Images from her childhood flashed through her mind.

When Mother slammed her fist on the table, Father always shrank back; when Mother said to go east, Father never went west; when Mother was angry, Father would squat in the yard pretending to practice swordsmanship, and only come back into the house after his anger subsided.

"...My father was just giving in to my mother."

"Really? I have a feeling it's your mother who can keep him in check."

Li Sushang opened her mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but found herself unable to find the words.

Cheng Ling Shuang added from the side, "Su Chang's mother has a problem with her taste in men. I originally thought Su Chang would be better, but it turns out she's not much better either."

"You, Master, how could you also..."

"I'm telling the truth. You see, you can't change it now even if you want to."

Li Sushang's face turned bright red.

Zhang Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Does this road usually get crowded?"

Cheng Ling Shuang and Li Su Chang also stopped. They were less than two miles from the city gate, but as far as she could see, there wasn't a single pedestrian on the official road.

Border city.

A node on the Ancient Tea Horse Road.

Trade was thriving, and merchants and travelers flocked to the area.

Why is it so quiet?

Chapter 49 Fire is the oldest medicine

The city gate is just ahead.

Zhang Yang exerted force with his feet, and his whole body turned into a blur as he rushed towards the city gate.

Cheng Ling Shuang followed closely behind, her white hair stretching into a white line in the wind.

Li Sushang placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and followed.

The city gate was ajar.

Zhang Yang kicked the door open.

The city gates were wide open, exposing the scene inside to the midday sun.

People were lying haphazardly in the street.

Some were curled up in a ball, their bodies convulsing.

Some were leaning against the wall, their eyes rolled back, and black blood seeping from their mouths and noses.

Some lay motionless on the ground, and black lines could be seen under the raised skin on their backs, as if some kind of living thing was moving under their skin.

Li Sushang stopped in her tracks: "Is this demonic possession?"

"He's become possessed by a demon."

Cheng Ling Shuang's voice came from behind, still calm: "Going astray, becoming a demon, turning into a corpse... there are many names, but the essence is the same, which is that the true energy exceeds the human body's ability to bear the load."

"Excessive internal energy can cause a person to lose their mind, go berserk, and become a beast that only knows how to kill and destroy."

"Once this process begins, there is no way to reverse it."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Therefore, killing them is a way of saving them. Taking the life of one who has fallen into demonic possession is like protecting thousands of innocent people from harm. This is the duty of Taixu—to kill without mercy anyone who has become a demon."

Li Sushang looked at her: "Master, you said that the Seven Swords of Taixu had long since disbanded..."

"The Seven Swords of Taixu have dispersed." Cheng Ling Shuang's tone remained unchanged: "The rules still apply."

Zhang Yang crouched down to check on the people in front of him.

The man was a middle-aged man dressed in cloth, with a pale face, purple lips, and a strange energy emanating from his body.

“This is Honkai erosion,” Zhang Yang explained. “Honkai is a supernatural force with a certain degree of intelligence and multiple forms of expression.”

"It infects wild animals and humans, causing mutations or death."

"Viruses, natural disasters, wars... these are all manifestations of it."

"The most threatening of them are called 'Herrschers,' the highest form of Honkai."

Li Sushang looked at him: "What...do you mean by all this?"

"It means that the city has been struck by an intractable disaster." Zhang Yang raised his eyelids, his nose twitched slightly, and he smelled the "sulfur" odor again.

Li Sushang looked at the crowd in the street and asked, "Master, how can we save them?"

“It’s hopeless,” Cheng Ling Shuang replied directly. “Everyone will turn into zombies. If we just let them go and burn the whole city down, maybe a few with higher true qi talent will survive, but they will be few and far between.”

Li Sushang's eyes widened, and she hesitated.

Although I was prepared to kill, now I have to kill everyone in the city...

"Sect Leader Cheng! Sect Leader Cheng! Please save us!" A figure rushed out from the roadside.

The person was dressed in a fine blue robe; she was a woman, around thirty years old. Her beautiful clothes were covered in dust, her hair was disheveled, and there was a bloodstain on her face.

She rushed to Cheng Ling Shuang, knelt down, and grabbed Cheng Ling Shuang's clothes with both hands.

Cheng Ling Shuang looked down at her: "You seem to be a buyer of Zizai Menluo Silk? It's a pity, I can't save you, you've already fallen into demonic possession... I can make your death easier."

Upon hearing this, the woman's face turned pale instantly. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she turned around and rushed to a corner by the roadside, picking up a child who looked to be about two years old.

The child's face was pale, a wisp of black saliva hung from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were half-open, and his pupils were dilated.

"Sect Leader Cheng, please save this child!"

She held the child up to Cheng Ling Shuang, her voice trembling, "The clothes he's wearing, the silk fabric, are the ones you wove. I personally went to the Zizai Sect to beg you for them. Please, please save him... He's still so young, he hasn't even begun to live yet!"

Cheng Ling Shuang simply shook her head: "His body has already been infected with corpse poison. Let's cherish our last moments."

“Master, isn’t this too cruel?” Li Sushang, standing to the side, couldn’t help but speak up as she watched the scene unfold.

Cheng Ling Shuang said, "We practice martial arts, which allows us to fly and move mountains and fill seas, but we are not gods, and there are always things we cannot do."

Li Sushang remained silent, knowing it was the truth, but looking at the hopeful eyes of the entire city, she was at a loss for what to do.

“A deity?” Zhang Yang spoke up, drawing everyone’s attention. “That’s quite a coincidence, I happen to have the powers of a deity.”

"Emperor Yan was an ancient human king who was formed under the concept of fire worship. Emperor Chi was the Southern Heavenly Emperor in the Five Elements and Five Directions system. Shennong is the name given by people to the founder of agriculture."

"After they were generated independently, the three elements were gradually integrated into the common ancestral symbol of the Chinese nation during the Qin and Han dynasties due to the natural connection between summer and agriculture and the matching of the fire element with the south."

"The Crimson Emperor used heaven and earth as a furnace and hundreds of herbs as materials to refine a medicine that could cure diseases."

“My power was usurped from the Red Emperor, so… I can do it too.”

Cheng Ling Shuang narrowed her eyes slightly.

The flame in Zhang Yang's dantian flickered, like a heart beating.

dong dong dong-

Suddenly, everyone in the city heard a heartbeat, as if the heavens and earth had suddenly received a heart and were beating continuously. The assassins and Honkai beasts in the city seemed to sense it as well, and they all headed towards the city gate.

"—Ignite the fire, in this long, dark night, I will be the dawn—"

Zhang Yang pushed his hands forward, and a huge fire seal flew out from his palms!

hum!

The seal script is formed from the essence of flames, its strokes winding and flowing with a crimson-gold light between the horizontal, vertical, and diagonal lines. (苍)

A giant "Summer" character appeared in the sky above the border town!

The seal script character for "Xia" stretched across the sky, a hundred feet in size, with scorching red light flowing between its strokes, as if someone had written this character in the sky with flames.

Warmth. (Transfer)

It's like a pot of charcoal fire being brought into the house in the dead of winter, like the first ray of sunshine piercing through the clouds after a long rain, like someone lighting a candle in front of you on a snowy night.

Warmth emanated from Zhang Yang, spreading outwards from his body in all directions.

The breathing of the people who had collapsed on the street gradually became more steady.

Then things changed.

Temperatures began to rise sharply within a radius of several miles centered on the border town.

The cold wind dissipated, and the cold wave receded.

It's as if someone has turned the pointer of the seasons between heaven and earth.

The border town, which was in autumn, suddenly turned into summer.

Sunlight poured down from above the clouds, warm and cozy, bathing the entire border town in a crimson glow.

The Red Emperor governs summer, controls fire, and rules the south.

In ancient mythology, the Red Emperor was one of the rulers of the cycle of the four seasons.

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the changing of the four seasons, all are under His authority.

Summer is the season of growth for all things, when yang energy is at its peak and all plants flourish, which is the core manifestation of the Red Emperor's divine nature.

In ancient rituals, people would light large fires on the summer solstice to pray for the removal of plagues and the expulsion of evil spirits.

The fire burns away the bad luck of the old year, destroys illness and disaster, and turns all unclean things to ashes, ushering in a new life.

But in essence, it's nothing more than igniting the information about "collapse" within imaginary energy.

The effect of 【Eternal Flame Seal Illuminates the World】 is so pure that it ignites everything that is meant to be ignited.

The violent destructive energy in the world gradually decreased, and the pain in my body dissipated little by little.

Someone leaned against the wall and slowly sat up.

Someone opened their eyes and stared blankly at the brilliant sun overhead.

Some people knelt on the ground, breathing in the warm air in large gulps, like drowning people finally surfacing.

Countless eyes were watching Zhang Yang from both sides of the street.

He stood inside the city gate, sunlight streaming down from behind him, bathing him in a golden glow.

At that moment, he looked like a newly risen sun.

A sun that finally rises after a long night.

Those who have struggled in darkness for too long, those who have waited in despair for too long, have finally seen the light at this moment.

Chapter Fifty: This one can't be saved, just kill him.

A sound came from behind.

It was like bones rubbing against the ground, squeezing out a muffled roar from his throat.

Zhang Yang turned around.

Dozens of figures emerged from the street corner.

His movements were contorted, his joints bent at impossible angles, and his arms hung limply at his sides like a broken puppet, yet his steps quickened.

Their pupils were dilated, their lips were purple, and their skin was covered with black lines. Honkai energy spread along the veins, like tree roots digging into the soil.