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

The moonlight, like a ribbon, cast Shen Shuchou's figure clearly on the ground.

Su Jueluo looked down at him, her lips parted slightly, and she asked coldly, "Who exactly are you?"

Shen Shuchou stood still, silent as a stone statue, his aura blending with the moonlight, revealing not a trace of emotion.

Seeing that he remained silent, the last trace of warmth in Su Jue Luo's eyes faded.

In the moonlight, a sharp sword aura suddenly tore through the night, like a rainbow piercing the sun, carrying terrifying power, and rushed straight towards Shen Shuchou.

Where the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be sliced ​​apart, producing a sharp, shrill sound.

As soon as the sword was drawn, Su Jue Luo's cold eyes were fixed on him, but the next second, those icy eyes suddenly shrank, filled with surprise.

The sword energy, powerful enough to shatter rocks and split monuments, melted into dust the moment it touched three inches around Shen Shuchou, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind.

Su Jueluo's fingertips trembled slightly, her voice filled with disbelief and chilling coldness, almost as she gritted her teeth as she said, "You're actually a taboo!"

She was well aware of this: the aura of forbidden beings was ultimately different from that of cultivators who practiced forbidden power.

Although they may sound similar at first glance, they are worlds apart upon closer inspection.

When Shen Shuchou defused the sword energy, the aura he released carried a chilling and eerie feeling that originated from the source, a unique mark that only forbidden beings possess.

"How could this be... that you are a taboo?"

Su Jue Luo stared intently at Shen Shu Chou, repeating the same thing over and over.

She shook her head violently, her eyes glazed over: "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible! How could a forbidden place have the aura of a living person? You're lying to me..."

Shen Shuchou frowned slightly as he looked at him: "Do you know how noisy you are?"

But Su Jue Luo seemed not to hear at all. The moonlight outlined her tense profile, and she raised her long sword again, the blade reflecting a cold light, clearly intending to probe that aura again.

Seeing her stubbornly charging towards him, the last trace of restraint in Shen Shuchou's eyes vanished, and his killing intent surged like a tidal wave.

He knew that his peaceful life had been completely shattered by this woman.

This time, he no longer held firm to his principles.

With a sudden stomp of his foot, cracks appeared on the bluestone ground in all directions, and his figure rushed towards the sword energy slashing down from under the moonlight like a ghost.

Forbidden power suddenly swirled around his arm, the black energy roaring as if it were alive, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept across the surroundings.

The moment the fist was unleashed, the air seemed to be torn apart. The sharp sword energy, like fragile glass, shattered into countless points of light.

Su Jue Luo's pupils contracted sharply, and before she could react, a cold hand gripped her neck tightly.

An immense force surged through her limbs and bones in an instant, and a suffocating feeling wrapped around her like vines, rendering her unable to move even her fingertips.

"So noisy!"

Shen Shuchou gripped Su Jueluo's neck tightly with his five fingers, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness like an unmelting ice pool.

Gazing into the menacing gaze so close at hand, Su Jueluo felt a bone-chilling fear surge through her heart for the first time.

Although she guessed that Shen Shuchou must have some secrets, she never expected that he was actually a forbidden being with the aura of a living person.

What shocked her even more was that she was so weak in front of him that she was not even a match for him and her life was easily taken by him.

"You are testing my patience time and time again."

Shen Shuchou's voice was cold and sinister.

At this moment, he only needs to slightly tighten his fingertips to easily snap that slender neck.

But he ultimately did not make a move, not out of pity, but because dozens of spying auras were already densely packed in the surrounding air, like venomous snakes gathering their strength in the dark.

"How dare you! Release the young lady!"

A furious roar erupted from the darkness, followed by a black shadow shooting out like an arrow, carrying a thunderous killing intent, heading straight for Shen Shuchou's face.

Shen Shuchou's eyes burned with even more murderous intent. Since the peace had been shattered beforehand, there was only one path left: kill!

He exerted his strength and slammed Su Jue Luo in his hand onto the ground like a discarded shoe.

With a muffled "boom," immense force erupted from her body, smashing a deep crater, sending dust and gravel flying like rain.

Having shed his burdens, Shen Shuchou's figure suddenly became ethereal, and the next second he appeared in that dense darkness.

"Too slow."

Before his cold words had even finished, his large hand, like an iron clamp, reached into the darkness and forcefully dragged a figure out.

Immediately afterwards, a fist containing forbidden power slammed into the opponent's chest.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of bones and flesh shattering mingled with the sound of blood mist exploding, and the figure instantly became like a tattered rag struck by a giant hammer.

Blood and flesh scattered everywhere under the terrifying force, and mangled bodies flew backward, their destination unknown.

Shen Shuchou stood quietly under the moon, his forbidden power surging and spreading out like an inky tide, without any concealment, and his cold aura almost dyed the moonlight through.

At this moment, in the night sky from all directions of Ziyan City, countless auras converged rapidly like arrows released from a bow, rushing towards this back street, and the killing intent and vigilance in the air grew stronger and stronger.

Inside the inn, as soon as Ya Ye sensed this violent forbidden power, his brows furrowed tightly.

Although he did not know what had happened in the backstreet, he could clearly identify that the source of the power was Shen Shuchou.

He had warned during the day, how could things have gotten to this point in just a few hours?

After a moment's hesitation, Ya Ye made no further move and dashed off towards the back street.

In the courtyard, Shen Shuchou's gaze was sharp as he swept over the hidden presences around him. His voice was as cold as ice: "Now that you're here, why be a coward? Watching us like this all day long, aren't you tired? I find it annoying."

Before the words were finished, an aged voice rang out from the shadows, carrying a hint of arrogance: "Insolence! This is the territory of Purple Smoke City. How dare you, a mere taboo, run wild here?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou's lips curled into a cold smile: "In that case, I'll use you as a sacrificial offering to my blade."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly spread his five fingers, and his palm seemed to transform into a pitch-black vortex, where forbidden power frantically gathered like a maggot clinging to a bone.

The surrounding air was instantly sucked away, and even the moonlight distorted into eerie arcs in his palm.

Immediately afterward, he slightly tightened his fingers, and the invisible force instantly transformed into a ferocious black chain that spanned several feet across the void, precisely locking the old man who had just spoken.

The old man felt an irresistible force suddenly grip his soul, and before he could even use his internal energy to resist, his body was forcibly dragged away like a kite with a broken string.

His body carved deep furrows into the brick and stone pavement along the way, and the creaking sound of his bones grinding together was ear-piercing.

He was dragged in front of Shen Shuchou like a broken puppet, his face still showing shock and bewilderment.

Before he could utter a single word of pleading, Shen Shuchou clenched his fists tightly—the force of which seemed to crush the entire void.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the old man's body exploded into a crimson blood mist under the crushing force of the forbidden power, with shattered bones and flesh flying everywhere.

In the small courtyard, Su Jueluo struggled to sit up, leaning against the rubble by the pit, her hair disheveled and plastered to her sweaty forehead.

Her once cool eyes were now filled with confusion and fear as she stared intently at Shen Shuchou.

The figure appeared under the moon like a demon god descending to earth, its forbidden power surging around it, so terrifying that she could hardly breathe.

"How could... how could it have turned out like this..."

She murmured softly, a tremor she herself was unaware of.

Before coming, she had clearly calculated that it was just to investigate Shen Shuchou's background again. Even if he was well hidden, she had a way to get out unscathed and make him and Chacha set a wedding date.

But the current situation is beyond her expectations, like a piece of paper torn to shreds by a storm, in complete chaos.

She vaguely understood that if her sword strikes hadn't been so impulsive and reckless, she might not have forced Shen Shuchou to completely tear off his disguise.

Ultimately, it was because she trusted her sword too much, and believed too much in that so-called sense of proportion; her inherent arrogance made her forget something.

But at this moment, where is there even a trace of her aloofness and arrogance?

Her once elegant white robes were now soaked in blood, dark red stains spreading from her chest to the hem of her skirt, covered in dust and pebbles, making her look as disheveled as a flower battered by a rainstorm.

Meanwhile, Su Chacha, who had just lain down in the room, suddenly sat up. Her heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the sudden sense of unease was so sharp that it made her scalp tingle.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes properly, and rushed out of the room barefoot, her steps unsteady but never stopping, running wildly towards the back street.

The night was so dark that she bumped into the mottled courtyard wall several times, her knees hitting the stone steps, but she just gritted her teeth and got up.

They continued to trudge forward, one step at a time, as if slowing down would mean missing something.