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

Upon seeing this, Elder Chen's face instantly turned ashen, as if all the color had been drained from him.

The longsword in his hand trembled violently under the pressure of that powerful demonic aura, emitting a humming sound as if it were groaning in pain.

He exerted all his strength, channeling all his inner energy, in an attempt to stabilize his swaying body.

However, his voice still trembled uncontrollably as he cried out in terror, "This...how is this possible!"

You must know that his sword strike just now was a culmination of his full power at the peak of the Void Realm; it was his all-out attack.

In his mind, such a fierce sword strike would either kill or seriously injure the opponent.

But reality struck him like a heavy slap in the face.

The opponent not only did not die on the spot, but instead created a more powerful and terrifying demonic force.

That force was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on him so much that he could hardly breathe.

Faced with Fifth Qinghan, Elder Chen's courage was instantly swallowed by fear, and he didn't even have the guts to draw his sword against her again.

But he wasn't stupid; his survival instinct made him react quickly.

He immediately sent a distress signal to the sect, hoping to attract the support of stronger members within the sect.

Right now, all he can do is hold out until those powerful figures arrive.

However, how to get through this period has become a thorny problem.

Soon, Elder Chen's gaze fell on Shen Shuchou. A bold and dangerous idea surfaced in his mind—to use Shen Shuchou as leverage to avoid Fifth Qinghan's next killing move.

Although he knew the idea was fraught with risk, in this life-or-death situation, he couldn't care less and had to take the plunge.

With that thought in mind, he took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on Fifth Qinghan in the distance, used his movement technique, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already beside Shen Shuchou.

With a wave of his hand, a sharp burst of true energy shot out like a venomous snake, instantly controlling Shen Shuchou.

Just as he made his move, Shan Mengsheng had already keenly noticed everything.

With her strength as one of the Four Dark Lords, she could easily stop Elder Chen's evil deeds, but doing so would expose her own strength.

She weighed the pros and cons in her mind and ultimately chose to remain inactive, simply observing the development of the situation from the sidelines.

As for the Fifth Book and the other two, they had not expected this to happen at all.

Their attention was still focused on the powerful demonic aura they had just witnessed, and Elder Chen's sudden action caught them off guard.

Elder Chen gripped Shen Shuchou tightly with one hand like an iron clamp, his feet tapping the ground as he retreated rapidly like an arrow, saying, "Only by using this brat as a bargaining chip can we remain safe."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuejian immediately understood Elder Chen's idea, but this would also put Shen Shuchou in a dangerous situation.

She had finally found her brother and rescued him from endless suffering; how could she possibly see him in danger again?

Even though the other party was a highly respected elder in the sect, Shen Xuejian did not hesitate at all.

With a clang, the sword was drawn, and the chilling sword energy spread out like a surging tide: "Release my brother, or I'll kill you first."

Elder Chen was shocked to see that Shen Xuejian not only didn't stand by his side but also drew her sword against him. His eyes widened in shock, his face flushed red and then paled, and veins bulged on his forehead. He roared, "Shen Xuejian, how dare you do this! I will definitely report this to the Sect Master!"

Seeing the sword intent emanating from Shen Xue grow increasingly powerful, like a sharp blade in a storm, radiating a chilling aura, she coldly replied, "Whatever!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xuejian transformed into a dazzling sword light, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, and shot towards Elder Chen.

But at that moment, a figure rushed out even faster than her.

Shen Xuejian's gaze sharpened, and she looked in the direction of the voice, only to find it was Fifth Qinghan.

At this moment, the demonic energy surrounding Fifth Qinghan resembled surging dark clouds, wildly rolling and churning.

Her long, jet-black hair danced wildly under the influence of an invisible force, like wildly flaming black flames.

Her stunningly beautiful face had skin so white it was almost translucent, with a faint bluish-gray tinge, giving it an extremely sickly appearance.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, yet they arched slightly upwards at the tips, giving her a somewhat eerie and sinister air.

His eyes were long and narrow, with dark pupils, like a bottomless abyss, surging with madness and killing intent.

Upon witnessing this scene, Shen Xuejian pondered for only a moment before making a decision.

Without hesitation, she turned her sword around and charged towards Fifth Qinghan like a sharp white lightning bolt.

In her view, Shen Shuchou was under Elder Chen's control and his life was not in danger.

But if he falls into the hands of Fifth Qinghan again, rescuing his brother will be an impossible task.

Furthermore, stopping Fifth Qinghan at this moment can at least create a relatively safe environment for Shen Shuchou.

Fifth Qinghan saw the dazzling sword light, carrying a chilling sword intent, rushing towards her. Her originally beautiful face instantly twisted, becoming ferocious and terrifying: "Anyone who tries to stop me will die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the demonic blade in her hand seemed to resonate with the egocentric demonic heart beating beneath her flesh and blood.

The demonic energy around the blade surged wildly, condensing into a chilling blade light powerful enough to tear the sky apart, which slashed fiercely towards Shen Xuejian.

"boom!"

In an instant, the dazzling sword light, as bright as day, clashed fiercely with the dark, night-like blade light. The immense impact, like a surging tsunami, swept outwards in all directions.

When Shen Xuejian clashed with Fifth Qinghan, she truly felt the terrifying power emanating from him.

The demonic power contained in Fifth Qinghan's strike was like a surging black tide, instantly eroding her sword energy, and the enormous impact sent her flying.

Even though Shen Xuejian possessed the rare talent of a sword immortal, she was still somewhat powerless in the face of Fifth Qinghan's Demon Heart of Self.

Her snow-white dress was instantly stained red with blood, and she fell to the ground uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, kicking up a cloud of snow.

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, winding its way down his fair face.

Are you alright?

Fifth Shu Shuang was extremely anxious and rushed to Shen Xuejian's side in an instant.

Her eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face. Gazing up at the figure shrouded in demonic energy in the sky, she roared hoarsely, "Fifth Qinghan, when are you going to stop this? Will you only stop when my sister dies?"

Fifth Qinghan, who was chasing Elder Chen, suddenly stopped, slowly turned his eyes, and looked down at his sister on the ground who looked exactly like him.

Her eyes flashed with murderous intent, her face filled with undisguised disgust, and she coldly uttered, "Then you might as well die."

A wave of disappointment surged up and instantly choked Fifth Shushuang, completely overwhelming her.

The light in her eyes quickly dimmed. Fifth Qinghan's cold words, like sharp icicles, mercilessly pushed her into an abyss.

Fifth Shushuang could hardly believe that her blood-related sister had become like this.

At that moment, a strong sense of death welled up in her heart. She thought that perhaps her death could restore her sister to her former self.

However, at this critical moment, a voice, like a beam of light, pulled her back from the abyss of despair.

"She is no longer your sister. Even if you've lost your sister, you still have Shen Shuchou, my brother."

Despite her pain, Shen Xuejian stood up unsteadily and said firmly.

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Book Double's previously dim eyes instantly regained their brilliance.

Seeing this, Shen Xue's voice softened unconsciously: "Don't worry, I will definitely rescue your brother, and I will also make sure that your unfinished marriage comes to a happy ending. This is my promise to you as your older sister."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xuejian straightened her body, stared at the longsword in her hand, and silently prayed in her heart: "If you are really me, then lend me your power."

"You are no match for her. She is the dark will of this world, and your sword cannot contend with her."

Soon, an ethereal voice rang in Shen Xuejian's heart; it was the voice of the figure in her dream who had made ten thousand swords submit.

"If I don't even have the courage to protect my younger brother in the face of danger, how can I be his older sister? In that case, what's the point of me practicing swordsmanship?"

Shen Xuejian spoke earnestly, each word resounding: "If I choose to run away, even if I stand before you in the future and become you, how can the sword in your hand remain forever unbent?"

As soon as Shen Xue uttered these words, the figure in the hazy white world trembled slightly.

The figure slowly turned its head, revealing half of its profile, which bore a striking resemblance to Shen Xuejian.

Clearly, she was deeply moved by Shen Xuejian's words. After a moment of contemplation, she softly replied, "Okay! I'll lend it to you."