After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"Then kill him, with our combined strength."

Ao Zi's voice emanated from within the sword, clear and firm, carrying an indomitable and powerful aura.

Luo Shisan's black clothes fluttered and rustled without wind, and a powerful sword intent slowly gathered around her.

The sword intent was so tangible that it transformed into wisps of light, tightly surrounding her like an indestructible shield.

On the other side, Luo Tianyang also seemed to sense an extreme danger gradually approaching.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as deep as the sea, yet radiating boundless majesty.

In that instant! Their eyes met, and a terrifying aura instantly filled the air where their gazes locked.

The energy surged and crashed like a raging torrent, colliding and colliding with each other, producing a deafening roar.

The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand the immense pressure, and began to tremble and distort violently, as if it were about to collapse and shatter at any moment.

"Kill her first." Luo Tianyang, who was confronting the dragon head on the other side, said with an extremely gloomy face.

Then, his menacing gaze turned to the dragon's head, and he said coldly, "You old thief, you actually managed to come out of that place!"

The dragon head smiled slightly, a smile that revealed composure and calmness, and replied unhurriedly, "All of this is preordained by fate, beyond human control."

"Hmph, what bullshit about destiny! Today, I'll see if you, old thief, are still as arrogant and domineering as you were back then!"

Luo Tianyang sneered, his laughter filled with disdain and contempt, as if he were scoffing at the Dragon Head's words.

"So be it! So be it! It's been a long time since I've fought anyone, and I don't know if my old bones can still take the strain. Since that's the case, let's find a quieter place and leave this place to the two of them."

As soon as the dragon head finished speaking, its figure vanished into the sky without a trace.

Luo Tianyang let out another cold laugh, the sound echoing in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, carrying endless chill.

Immediately afterwards, he flashed and followed without hesitation, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

In an instant!

In this vast and desolate region, only Luo Shisan and his true form Luo Tianyang remained, along with the world-destroying lotus flames that burned and spread wildly everywhere.

"Thirteen, you've grown up."

Luo Tianyang gazed at Luo Shisan, whose sword intent soared to the heavens, and slowly spoke, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotion and complex feelings.

Luo Shisan remained silent, but steadily approached him step by step, his icy face showing no change in expression.

The longsword in her hand, gleaming with black and white light, trembled slightly, as if it couldn't wait to vent everything in her heart.

"Thirteen, I know you hate me, but I did everything I could to protect your mother back then, but in the end, it was all in vain. All these years, I have wronged you, and I have let you and your mother down."

Looking at Luo Shisan, who was pressing closer and had a cold gaze, Luo Tianyang continued, his voice filled with helplessness and deep self-reproach, each word carrying a heavy weight.

These words, like a pebble thrown into a deep lake, did not stir up the slightest ripple in Luo Shisan's heart.

"Thirteen! Are you really going to stop me!"

Seeing that his words, filled with remorse, had failed to stop Luo Shisan, Luo Tianyang's face instantly darkened, like a sky shrouded in a storm, so gloomy that it was oppressive.

"I once hated you, but now all I'm doing is for myself and my brother. So please, die."

Luo Shisan's expression was calm and his tone was so even that there was not a ripple in his voice, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

This was Luo Shisan's first and last sentence.

Because what I'm about to say can only be conveyed through the light of a sword.

The world was turned black and white in the next second, and a dazzling white light suddenly bloomed in the world.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it were a divine punishment from the heavens above.

Luo Tianyang's face paled in shock, and in an instant, fear spread across his eyes.

Ignoring everything else, he suddenly threw a punch, striking the white light in front of him with all his might.

A terrifying black apocalyptic lotus fire erupted instantly, its raging flames like karmic fire from hell, carrying an endless aura of destruction, seemingly intent on burning everything in this world to ashes.

hum!

In this black and white world, a deafening roar suddenly erupted as sword energy and fist flames intertwined and clashed fiercely.

Under this sword strike, Luo Tianyang's body was forced backward like a kite with a broken string. Looking at the astonishing sword energy before him, his face grew increasingly gloomy, as if it could drip water.

"Luo Shisan, you cannot kill me today."

Luo Tianyang shouted loudly, his voice booming like thunder in the sky.

He bent over, withdrew his fist, and an aura of divine might rose continuously from his body, causing his blood and qi to tremble and resonate. The ground beneath his feet began to crumble under the weight.

The Nine Nether Black Lotus reappeared beneath his feet, and his fist ignited with raging demonic fire, the flames reaching the heavens as if they would burn the entire world to ashes.

Facing the black and white sword energy that descended like a net from heaven and earth, he forcefully unleashed a punch that burned the sky.

boom!

The black demonic fire surged and exploded in the air, producing a deafening roar.

The terrifying light of the fist instantly illuminated the entire sky, and even space itself was mercilessly crushed and distorted by this punch.

The originally sharp black and white sword energy was shattered into pieces by this devastating punch.

His fists could shake the world, their power reaching the heavens and earth.

Luo Tianyang stood proudly in the mortal world like a raging humanoid monster, exuding an aura of domineering power and absolute arrogance that inspired awe in all who beheld him.

In this black and white world, where can one find Luo Shisan?

Luo Tianyang's face twisted in pain as he laughed maniacally, "No one can stop me!"

The words had barely left his mouth!

Luo Tianyang's pupils suddenly contracted violently, as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

A figure swiftly broke through the raging black demonic fire and rushed over, the remaining specks of light illuminating a stunningly beautiful face as cold and aloof as the moon.

Her eyes, calm as a still lake, seemed undisturbed, yet concealed endless killing intent deep within.

The sword she raised in her hand gleamed with a cold light, like twinkling stars in the night.

Woohoo~

A dragon's roar suddenly erupted from the black and white longsword, the sound crisp and resonant, echoing for a long time in this black and white world.

Immediately afterwards, a massive, illusory image of a purple-gold dragon suddenly burst in. The dragon's body was undulating, its scales shimmering with an eerie purple light. It opened its blood-red maw toward Luo Tianyang, devouring him with a world-destroying aura.

With a tearing sound!

Luo Tianyang's figure was instantly cut down and fell to the ground by this fierce sword strike, like a leaf swept by a gale.

Luo Tianyang struggled to stop himself, feeling a sharp pain in his chest as if it were being burned by fire.

He subconsciously looked down and saw a long, deep bloodstain on his chest. The wound was so gruesome that you could clearly see his heart beating powerfully.

Bright red flesh writhed within, and crimson blood gushed out like a burst dam.

His clothes were stained red, and the blood dripped onto the ground beneath his feet, instantly blooming into shocking flowers of blood.

Looking at the hideous, blood-soaked wound, Luo Tianyang felt a chill of fear; this sword had almost cost him his life.

Throughout his life, Luo Tianyang roamed the world, rarely suffering defeat.

Not to mention his current wretched state, this is the first time in his life that he has felt the shadow of death so closely, as if an invisible net is tightening little by little.

The person responsible for all of this was his own biological daughter, with whom he shared a blood relationship.

Despite the excruciating pain, Luo Tianyang forcefully used the black demonic fire in his hand to stop the continuous bleeding from the wound on his chest.

The intense pain turned his face ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

A very short while later!

Luo Tianyang raised his eyes again and looked at the figure in the sky that was as cold and aloof as the moon.

He knew that if he didn't use his trump card, he might very well perish by Luo Shisan's sword today and disappear from this world forever.

"I am the ruler here, Luo Shisan, you cannot defeat me!"

"My name is Holy Heaven, and with the power of the laws of heaven and earth, I will slay you here."

Luo Tianyang clasped his hands together and muttered incantations.

In an instant! Dao runes appeared around him, their golden light dazzling and bright, like countless shining stars surrounding him.

Those runes are mysterious and ancient, containing endless power and profound laws.

Each rune seemed to have a life of its own, pulsating and flashing, weaving together into a dazzling curtain of light.

Luo Tianyang's body was enveloped in this golden light, and his aura instantly became incredibly powerful, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.

The surrounding space began to tremble under this immense pressure, emitting a buzzing sound.

His eyes shone with a sharp light as he stared straight at Luo Shisan, as if he wanted to crush her completely with his powerful law.

This is the power of the Great Dao rules that Luo Tianyang comprehended after countless hardships. The power it contains is mysterious, unpredictable, and boundless.

Even though Luo Shisan had already reached the half-step Emperor Realm, he firmly believed that she could not possibly comprehend such profound and mysterious power in a short period of time.

Immediately afterwards, nine black lotus phantoms slowly emerged, gently lifting Luo Tianyang up little by little until he was at the same height as Luo Shisan.

Golden light shone brightly in Luo Tianyang's eyes, exuding majesty and solemnity.

The powerful imperial aura, like a surging, turbulent wave, surged and swirled wildly outwards from him.

"punish!"

Luo Tianyang roared, his voice like an ancient bell, carrying boundless majesty and power, seemingly capable of piercing through endless time and space and shattering the stars in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, his arm muscles tensed, veins bulged, and he threw a punch.

The golden fist light, imbued with the power of laws, was like a runaway cannonball, carrying a world-destroying momentum, and hurtled towards Luo Shisan at lightning speed.

The entire black and white world was instantly filled with this dazzling golden light.

Wherever the light reached, everything was illuminated as if it were daytime, as if to dye every corner of the world in a dazzling gold.

Facing the menacing golden fist light, Luo Shisan showed no fear whatsoever, remaining calm as still water, though the longsword in his hand trembled slightly.

This was not out of fear, but rather the burning, intense determination of Luo Shisan and Ao Zi to defeat their formidable foe.

"Luo Shisan! Kill!"

Ao Zi let out an excited roar.

Immediately afterwards, the sword resolutely met the golden fist light head-on.

The Imperial Sword collided with the power of the laws, instantly unleashing an astonishing and earth-shattering energy fluctuation.

Space shattered at that moment, and endless void turbulence surged out like a flood bursting its banks.

The whole world seemed to have fallen into apocalyptic chaos and desolation, with the sky collapsing, the earth cracking, and all things wailing.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Everything fell silent, and all the light receded like the tide, disappearing completely.

Luo Shisan descended gracefully with light, lotus-like steps, her black robes fluttering gently in the wind, like an elf in the night.

Not far in front of her, Luo Tianyang had become a blood-soaked figure, kneeling there, his body swaying precariously.

He was disheveled and looked utterly wretched. Hearing the light footsteps beside him, he struggled to lift his head.

The once brilliant golden light in their eyes was now shattered, leaving only endless resentment and despair.

Looking at Luo Shisan so close to him, Luo Tianyang's blood-soaked lips parted slightly, and he said in a hoarse and weak voice, "Luo Shisan, are you planning to kill your father?"

"Besides my younger brother, I have no other relatives."

Luo Shisan's expression was calm and his tone was indifferent as he spoke these words, which were like a cold, sharp blade, completely condemning Luo Tianyang to death.

"Hahahaha... Why, why! I, Luo Tianyang, have a glorious and unparalleled life. On the long path of cultivation, I defeated all kinds of amazing geniuses, killed the holy sons of the holy lands, established the holy dynasty that shook the world, and finally achieved half-step emperor status and was honored with the title of Holy Heaven."

"But when I was full of ambition and tried to reach the true throne of the Great Emperor, I was always in a fog, unable to touch it no matter what. Now, this is the most hopeful opportunity of my life, but it has been ruined by you."

"I am unwilling, filled with resentment! How could I die so easily at the hands of you, Luo Shisan?"

"Luo Shisan, what I regret most now is that I was too soft-hearted back then and didn't send you down to see your mother sooner."

Luo Tianyang's bloodshot eyes burned like raging fire as he stared intently at Luo Shisan, roaring at the top of his lungs.

His face showed no fear of death, only a surging resentment.

His face was contorted beyond recognition by extreme anger and despair.

His chaotic aura, like turbulent currents in a storm, still exuded an almost insane determination.

"Kill me! No matter what, Luo Shisan, you will forever bear the name of patricide."

Luo Tianyang roared as if he were insane.

Luo Shisan looked at him calmly, silent, like a cold statue.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred. Luo Tianyang abruptly stood up and, with the last of his strength, threw a punch at Luo Shisan's vulnerable chest.

This was Luo Tianyang's desperate counterattack before his death; however, this punch was too slow.

The fist had barely been thrown when the sword arrived.

The black and white Yuanyuan Sword pierced Luo Tianyang's heart like a bolt of lightning.

Black demonic fire ignited on the sword, the eerie flames seemingly emanating from the deepest abyss, carrying endless evil and destructive power, slowly burning his body.

"what!"

Luo Tianyang immediately let out a piercing scream, the sound shattering the sky and sending chills down one's spine.

His face was contorted in extreme pain, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Luo Shisan watched his body slowly burn, his expression remaining calm, and slowly said, "The rules are in the sword, who dares to judge me?"

In just a few breaths, Luo Tianyang's body was reduced to nothingness by the merciless burning of the Black Lotus Demon Flame, disappearing into the world as if it had never existed.

At this moment, the dragon head that had disappeared earlier reappeared.

It silently watched Luo Shisan, whose expression was indifferent, its eyes flashing with a complex and strange light, a light containing deep thought, making it difficult to fathom what it was thinking.

Then, it began to slowly recount the long-buried past to Luo Shisan.

At that time, it did not belong to this world, but came from a place in another realm called the Realm of Illusion.

At that time, this world was deathly silent, devoid of any sign of life.

A chance encounter filled with chance and the unknown led it to step into this unfamiliar land. However, to its surprise, it was forcibly and ruthlessly controlled by a mysterious and powerful force that was terrifying.

Its once indestructible body, comparable to an imperial weapon, vanished in an instant under the impact of that mysterious power, like fragile dust.

Only a wisp of divine soul remained, and in utter helplessness, it ultimately became the Heavenly Dao of this world.

Before it was bound into the Heavenly Dao by that mysterious force with irresistible force, this world had actually already conceived the prototype of the Heavenly Dao, and that prototype was the false body Luo Tianyang.

Unfortunately, it was ruthlessly stripped of everything by that mysterious force and scattered among the people until it was discovered by Luo Tianyang many years ago.

The mysterious person solemnly told it that after tens of thousands of years of time, this world would weave together the threads of destiny.

When everything has settled down, it only needs to offer the origin of the Heavenly Dao to the final person, and it will be able to return to the world it originally belonged to.

And that is why, in these long years that make one almost forget time, it has always been filled with anticipation and trepidation, quietly waiting for that person to appear.

At first, when Ao Zi resolutely stepped into the Dragon's Forbidden Abyss, it wholeheartedly believed that Ao Zi was the person it had been waiting for all along.

However, it now seems that Ao Zi was just a small interlude in this thread of fate. As for the ultimate person, there is no doubt that it is the cold and aloof Luo Shisan in front of us.

"Can you find my brother?"

After listening to this long narration, Luo Shisan felt not the slightest surprise or ripple in his heart.

At this moment, the only person she was thinking about was her younger brother.

The dragon head shook its head slightly and slowly said, "Your brother, like me, is not from this world. There is no trace of his soul here anymore."

Upon hearing this, Luo Shisan fell into a deep silence. Time seemed to freeze at that moment. She remained silent for a long time, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy and oppressive.

After a long pause, she spoke in a gentle yet unwavering voice: "In that case, let us create a new world and break through all barriers!"

The voice, though as soft as a breeze, contained an unwavering determination and fearlessness.

Knowing that Luo Shisan already possessed such abilities, the Dragon Head immediately said no more, but quickly gathered the Heavenly Dao Origin and then slowly injected it into Luo Shisan's body.

In an instant! The entire world began to tremble and change violently. Gale-force winds howled, thunder roared, mountains shifted, and rivers flowed backward, as if this world was undergoing an earth-shattering rebirth.

From then on, the only ruler of this world was Luo Shisan.

......

......

The Holy Dynasty, 1122!

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

Three years ago, Luo Shisan successfully broke through to the Supreme Emperor Realm and became an Empress of the Holy Dynasty, with the title of Chunyuan.

Meanwhile, the Holy Dynasty has added a mysterious place called the Fourteenth, which no one except Luo Thirteen has been able to enter.

At this moment! A fine drizzle falls continuously like silk threads, and a hazy mist hangs in the air.

Two figures, one in green and one in white, slowly emerged from the misty rain, their forms appearing and disappearing in the hazy rain, like a dream.

Luo Shisan walked gracefully to the bank of a stream. The water was crystal clear, reflecting her stunningly beautiful face.

Although the stream was crystal clear, reflecting the contours of her face perfectly, it could not reveal the deep longing hidden in her eyes.

"Little brother, are you alright now?" Luo Shisan murmured softly.

This is the place where she first met Shen Shuchou. The baby's cries seemed like the eve of their destiny, the beginning of their encounter.

"That kid Shu Chou is probably doing quite well now," the woman in green said softly, looking at the sorrowful Luo Shisan.

This person was none other than Qingyu. With Luo Shisan's power, she was able to return to the human world from the Netherworld.

Luo Shisan did not respond, but simply gazed at the stream. After a short while, a slight smile appeared on the face reflected in the stream, as if he had thought of something.

Time passed quietly. A day, or perhaps several months, or even a year, Luo Shisan never left this place, and Qingyu always silently accompanied her.

"Miss! We should go back and check on you. Aunt Leng might be very worried about you," Qingyu said.

Luo Shisan slowly got up from the ground, then looked up at the sky and saw a white light falling towards her at an extremely fast speed.

"Tell Aunt Leng! Thirteen isn't going back," Luo Shisan said softly.

Upon hearing this, Qingyu was stunned. She wanted to say something more, but in the end, she couldn't utter a single word.

At that moment, a beam of white light arrived in front of Luo Shisan; it was none other than the Emperor Sword Yuanyuan.

"Luo Shisan! More than fifty years have passed, are you ready?" A familiar voice came from within the sword; it was Ao Zi.

Luo Shisan smiled slightly, then gripped his longsword. At that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble slightly.

"I've already made preparations." After saying that, Luo Shisan turned to Qingyu and said, "Qingyu! Please tell Aunt Leng that I don't know when I will return from this trip, and that she shouldn't worry about me."

Having said that, Luo Shisan's eyes flashed with unwavering determination, and the next moment he soared straight into the sky.

In an instant! The entire world transformed into an extreme white.

Within the Holy Dynasty, there is a mansion.

A beautiful woman in palace attire sat gracefully in the courtyard.

Strands of white hair quietly appeared on her forehead, and a look of longing appeared in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the beautiful woman was drawn to the white light spreading across the horizon. She only needed to look up once to know what was happening.

"Thirteen...Book Revenge..."

Leng Chaozhi murmured to himself.

She knew that the white light was Luo Shisan, and she also understood that she had longed to leave this place to find Shen Shuchou.

I just don't know what the journey will hold!

Will she eventually find Shen Shuchou, and when will she be able to see the two siblings standing side by side?

"well......"

In the end, all the emotions and longing turned into a soft, long sigh that lingered in the small courtyard.