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

This sword not only pierced through the spotless white robe, but also plunged deep into the pupils that witnessed the scene and trembled violently.

The blood splattered from the demonic sword was like a scarlet mirror, instantly reflecting the buried past.

All the scenes she had witnessed in these past days now transformed into bloodstained blades, piercing her limbs and bones.

Those fragmented images overlapped wildly with the scene before her eyes, the weight of which nearly caused Qin Hongyi to collapse.

She staggered and fell to her knees, clutching her head tightly with both hands, sobbing uncontrollably from her throat.

Especially that scene just now, the moment when the demonic sword pierced through the white-clothed figure so cleanly and decisively, was exactly the same as the scene in my memory.

That was her own past, the sins she had committed with her own sword.

Later, this scene became a haunting nightmare, slowly torturing her.

The sword that was aimed at him always pierced herself first.

"Heh...did you see that? That was you...you killed him...you personally killed the master hidden in your heart..."

Just then, a piercing sound, unheard for many years, suddenly rang in my ears.

"shut up!"

Qin Hongyi roared fiercely, her voice torn apart by extreme anger and pain.

"hehe……"

That lingering, chilling laugh still echoed in my ears, carrying a venomous mockery.

"You're scared...you're scared after all...heh, don't forget, you were the one who wielded the knife back then."

Qin Hongyi suddenly looked up, her eyes already bloodshot, and two lines of bloody tears slid down her pale cheeks.

She stared intently at the heart-wrenching scene before her, her fingernails almost digging into her palms.

She wanted to rush in, to scream and stop the sword from falling, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

The scene before her eyes was clearly within reach, yet it seemed as if separated by an insurmountable chasm, a world apart, trapping her on the other side of despair.

"Get out here!"

Qin Hongyi roared wildly.

As soon as he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared in the air beside him, distorting and deforming like still water rippled by a stone thrown into it.

The next instant, a figure in red appeared like a ghost, silently standing beside her.

Qin Hongyi turned her head sharply, but the moment she saw the figure's face clearly, her tense body froze instantly, leaving only a surge of astonishment in her eyes.

The other person was also dressed in a fiery red robe, and had the same features as her—except that there was no trace of grief or tears on that face.

There was only a bottomless indifference, and the mockery at the corner of his lips was as sharp and piercing as an ice blade.

"What? Are you surprised to see me like this?"

Her figure parted her lips slightly, her tone calm and even.

"Who exactly are you?"

Qin Hongyi's eyes were bloodshot as she stared intently at the person in front of her who looked exactly like her.

"This is not the real world at all."

Upon hearing this, the red-clad figure's cold smile deepened, like a plum blossom covered in frost: "What you say is true, this place is the nightmare prison in your heart. As for who I am, do you really not know?"

Qin Hongyi stared intently at her, without saying a word.

The fragmented and overlapping images exploded in my mind, and past memories surged like a tide.

Not only fragments from this nightmare, but also everything in the outside world that had been sealed away clearly emerged.

As for the figure in front of her, she knew perfectly well that it was herself.

But at this moment, she clearly felt that this part of herself was being peeled away little by little from the depths of her soul, turning into a cold and independent existence, drifting further and further away from her true self.

"You will eventually have to step into this nightmare, but... much sooner than I expected."

The red-clad figure beside her spoke slowly, then raised her slender finger, its tip as cold as jade, pointing directly at the scene not far away, her voice indifferent and calm: "You know better than anyone what will happen next."

Qin Hongyi looked in the direction of the fingertip and saw that in her nightmare, the demonic sword in her hand was still firmly embedded in the body of the woman in white.

Her red lips parted slightly, and the words she uttered were exactly the same as those in her memory; they were the words she had said back then.

The subsequent scenes were etched into her mind like a brand; she would imprison Shen Shuchou in a place of utter darkness.

They tortured his body and mind day after day with the most insane methods until he died in front of them.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Qin Hongyi suppressed her turbulent emotions and stared intently at the figure beside her.

"Qin Hongyi, you are so useless."

The red-clad figure beside him sneered, his tone filled with undisguised contempt.

Then, she stepped forward, her scarlet eyes surging with ambition: "What I want to do is to trap you in this nightmare forever. From now on, I will do what you, Qin Hongyi, cannot do. I will complete everything for you."

"Don't even think about it!"

Qin Hongyi's barely suppressed anger exploded instantly, her voice trembling with extreme rage: "This body is mine! You're nothing but a nightmare that festered in my heart, how dare you claim it as your own?"

She never imagined that this shadow, stripped from her soul, would attempt to imprison her, her true self, forever in this darkness.

"Hehe... Qin Hongyi, your naivety is ridiculously foolish. You actually dare to dream of finding him? A fool like you will only waste your whole life in vain."

The other figure completely ignored the raging anger burning in her eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.

"I am the master of this nightmare realm. At first, I intended to help you, but you are so weak and useless that you are not worthy of my support. Therefore, I have changed my mind."

"I will imprison you here forever, so that you will relive this calamity again and again in endless cycles of suffering, atoning for your sins through eternal torment."

"And I will take your place, become the new Qin Hongyi, and accomplish what you cannot."

"Shut up! You're not worthy!"

Before the angry shout had even faded, a crimson sword beam suddenly pierced the deathly silence, as swift and fierce as a falling meteor.

With a crisp sound, the figure in red before them shattered into countless points of light and vanished without a trace.

Qin Hongyi stood tall, knife in hand, emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine. The resolute and ruthless look in her eyes was exactly the same as the figure in the scene not far away.

Just when she thought the battle was finally over, that sinister voice rang in her ears again, like a whisper from the abyss.

"It seems I was right after all. Qin Hongyi, you are both incompetent and so disappointing. But it doesn't matter. Once I have completely transformed into the new you, everything in this world will be completely different."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire nightmare world suddenly surged, transforming into twisted and swirling inky vortexes.

The excruciating pain surged back like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing Qin Hongyi's limbs and bones.

She clearly sensed that the phantom in her nightmare, identical to herself, was breaking free from the constraints of this space at an alarming speed.

Once the phantom completely departs, her true self will be forever imprisoned in this nightmare cage forged by her own inner demons.

"Stop! You won't take my place!"

Qin Hongyi gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the churning pain within her body, and roared to the sky.

The demonic sword in his hand hummed and trembled, and crimson sword waves slashed out one after another like wildfire, the sharp sword energy seemingly about to cleave this twisted nightmare world apart.

Even though she was an emperor with the power to overturn rivers and seas, her attack on the Nightmare World was like a stone thrown into the deep sea, not even causing a ripple, and was instantly swallowed up by an invisible force.

"Heh... I am you, so how could you possibly kill me... you..."

The mocking voices around me were cold and piercing, like a persistent, insidious infection.

However, the voice stopped abruptly before it could finish speaking.