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

As soon as the words were spoken!

The hazy white world in my dream seemed to be shaken by an invisible force and began to tremble violently.

Those countless swords that had once been broken seemed to have been infused with new life, and at this moment they all straightened their blades.

Immediately afterwards, they broke free from the ground's constraints and floated in the air, their blades shimmering with light.

In an instant, a powerful sword intent burst forth from the sword, like a surging tide, sweeping across the entire space.

In the blink of an eye, countless longswords tore through the barrier of the dream world, appearing around Shen Xuejian like a swarm of silver arrows.

These longswords surrounded her, forming a massive sword array.

At this moment, she seemed to have truly become a sword immortal who had descended from the Cloud Palace.

Shan Mengsheng, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, suddenly lost her composure, her pupils widening in shock.

She stared in disbelief at Shen Xuejian, who had undergone a complete transformation beside her, her eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Upon sensing this incredibly sharp sword intent, the true energy within her body began to surge uncontrollably, almost causing her to lose control of her cultivation.

"Who exactly are you?"

Shan Mengsheng stared intently at Shen Xuejian.

In her opinion, with Shen Xuejian's mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, it was absolutely impossible for her to unleash such unparalleled sword intent.

Shen Xuejian was completely unaware of the turmoil in Shan Mengsheng's heart. She closed her eyes and carefully sensed the unique sword intent emanating from each longsword around her.

In an instant, these sword intents seemed to merge with her soul. Then, she moved like lightning, carrying a powerful sword formation, and flew swiftly towards Fifth Qinghan.

"Clang..."

Countless sword cries intertwined, like ten thousand horses galloping, like clashing swords, instantly tearing apart the dark night that enveloped the surroundings.

"Fifth Qinghan! I am your opponent!"

Shen Xuejian let out a cold shout, her voice booming like a bell, and drew an arc in the air with one hand.

In an instant, the surrounding longswords shot out like arrows, whistling through the air, and stabbed towards Fifth Qinghan.

At this moment, Fifth Qinghan had already closed in on Elder Chen, and was about to swing his demonic blade.

Just at this critical moment, the approaching sword disrupted her rhythm.

After being thwarted by Shen Xuejian time and time again, Fifth Qinghan's already gloomy face became even more ferocious.

Centered on Fifth Qinghan, dense demonic energy, like a surging black tide, instantly condensed into a massive cage between heaven and earth, trapping everyone inside.

Then, Fifth Qinghan slowly turned around, his gaze sharp as a knife, coldly staring at Shen Xuejian: "Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and the demonic blade in Fifth Qinghan's hand, which was no more than three feet long, actually unleashed a black blade beam that was a hundred feet long.

The blade's edge, imbued with boundless killing intent and demonic energy, seemed poised to devour the entire world as it hurtled towards Shen Xuejian, determined to take her life in a single blow.

Faced with this even more terrifying strike than before, Shen Xue remained unfazed.

The sword array surrounding him shone brightly, each longsword emitting a sharp cry as it shot towards the black blade light.

Shen Xue saw the sword formation collide with the Fifth Cold Blade's light with a deafening roar. In an instant, it seemed as if the entire world was shaken by this impact.

Amidst a tremendous roar, demonic energy and sword intent clashed and clashed, unleashing a blinding light that dispelled the thick darkness surrounding them.

Seeing this, Fifth Qinghan gripped the demonic blade with both hands and pressed it down sharply. The blade's light, carrying overwhelming power, attempted to crush the sword formation.

Shen Xuejian felt an overwhelming force rushing towards her, the air beneath her feet was instantly compressed, and her body involuntarily fell downwards.

But she bit her lower lip and desperately tried to control the sword formation to launch a fierce counterattack.

Countless longswords, like silver snakes, weaved through the demonic energy, constantly tearing at the blade's edge.

In the blink of an eye, the Fifth Cold Demon Shadow pierced through the sword formation like a ghost and appeared in front of Shen Xue in an instant.

The two faced each other, one tall and one short. One was surrounded by surging demonic power, as if to devour the heavens and earth, while the other's sword intent soared into the sky, like the blazing sun piercing through the clouds.

There was no pity in Fifth Qinghan's eyes when facing Shen Shuchou's sister.

In her icy gaze, the dark blade, carrying a destructive force, crashed down.

Shen Xue reacted extremely quickly, instantly manipulating the sword formation to defend, but the impact of that unparalleled blade light was too astonishing, and her body was still inevitably severely injured.

A deep, bone-revealing gash instantly tore open on Shen Xuejian's chest. From the torn flesh, black demonic energy surged like a venomous python, wantonly eroding her body.

In such close combat, Fifth Qinghan was also unable to dodge the sharpness of the sword formation.

Countless sword energies, like silver lightning, tore through her demonic body, causing the surging demonic energy around her to violently fluctuate like a stormy tide.

Nevertheless, the victor in this life-or-death duel was still Fifth Qinghan.

Shen Xuejian's delicate body was once again brutally slashed to the ground like a withered leaf.

Fifth Qinghan took a step forward, one foot firmly pinning Shen Xuejian down like an iron clamp, his demonic eyes looking down at her with overwhelming power.

Immediately afterwards, she raised the demonic blade high again, imbued with boundless killing intent, and plunged it fiercely into Shen Xuejian's body.

"Um……"

The moment the demonic blade pierced his body, it felt as if a thousand steel needles were simultaneously thrusting through him.

Shen Xuejian could no longer hold back and let out a muffled groan of pain as blood gushed from her wound, staining a large patch of snow red.

Just as Fifth Qinghan raised the demonic blade high again, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Shen Xuejian, a sharp sword light suddenly flashed deep in Shen Xuejian's eyes.

Ignoring her injuries, she sprang to her feet with astonishing speed, shooting herself into Fifth Qinghan's arms like an arrow.

With unstoppable force, the silver longsword in his hand pierced through Fifth Qinghan's demonic body in an instant.

From the very beginning, Shen Xuejian knew that she was no match for Fifth Qinghan in a direct confrontation.

Therefore, she was willing to risk her life as bait, planning to launch a desperate counterattack at the last moment of her life.

This sword strike embodied all her strength and determination, its sharpness fully revealed, piercing straight through Fifth Qinghan's demonic heart.

"what!"

Fifth Qinghan slowly lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the long sword that had sunk into his chest, and then let out a long, mournful howl.

Her demonic heart was severely damaged, and the demonic energy that had once enveloped the world converged on her frantically like a flock of startled birds.

In just a few breaths, the eternal night above the dome quickly faded away, and the azure sky was revealed once more.

"Qinghan! No!"

When Fifth Book Shuang witnessed this scene, he was struck dumb and completely collapsed.

She rushed to Fifth Qinghan's side without hesitation. Seeing her sister's face ashen and tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, she trembled as she tightly embraced Fifth Qinghan.

Although Fifth Qinghan had previously treated her coldly and even attacked her, in Fifth Shushuang's heart, Qinghan was always her blood-related younger sister.

Seeing her younger sister on the verge of death, Fifth Shu Shuang felt as if her heart had been pierced by a thousand arrows, and her soul was trembling violently, as if it would dissipate in the next second.

Dan Mengsheng, who was in the distance, was also stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Without hesitation, she leaped forward, completely disregarding the need to reveal her true strength.

Dan Chi's lofty ambitions made her acutely aware that if the current situation got out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She had to make sure the fifth sister didn't just die like that.

Just as Shan Mengsheng was about to step in to help, a figure appeared in the sky like a ghost.

Dan Mengsheng's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked up. That one glance sent a jolt through her.

Watching the figure slowly approach Fifth Qinghan, Shan Mengsheng's lips moved slightly, and she murmured in a voice only she could hear, "Hidden Lord!"

The newcomer was none other than Shen Shuchou's clone, one of the four powerful Dark Lords of the Death Court—the Hidden Lord!

Shen Shuchou looked down at the weak Fifth Qinghan, and even through the black mask, a trace of undisguised pity still flashed in his eyes.

With a light tap of his fingertip, a wisp of condensed true energy instantly entered Fifth Qinghan's demonic heart, temporarily stabilizing her precarious injuries.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Shen Shuchou deliberately lowered his voice, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper was being rubbed.

Fifth Shu Shuang looked at the mysterious person who had suddenly appeared through teary eyes, completely unaware that under the mask was a face exactly like Shen Shu Chou's.

For some reason, after hearing Shen Shuchou's words, her flustered and agitated heart gradually calmed down.

"Who are you?"

The fifth book asks two questions.

Shen Shuchou didn't offer any further explanation. He bent down and slowly picked up Fifth Qinghan, his tone calm yet undeniably authoritative: "I am her master."

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of eerie light emanated from Shen Shuchou's body, enveloping Fifth Qinghan's figure, and they vanished from everyone's sight like ghosts.