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

Above Xizhou, a bloody wind swirled, carrying an aura of death.

Several streaks of light, like deadly arrows, pierced the gray sky one after the other.

The black-clad figure at the forefront, stained with blood, was none other than Lu Wanheng.

After she forcefully killed Feng Wujiang and sent his head to the Tiansheng Sect, her whereabouts were inexplicably exposed.

For the past month, the powerful figures from the Five Continents Sects have relentlessly pursued and intercepted her like a persistent boil. She has barely had a moment to catch her breath. Old wounds have not healed, and new ones have been added. At this moment, she is almost at the end of her life.

"Lu Wanheng, you can't escape!"

A furious shout came from behind, and an old man in a purple robe stepped through the air, his voice making the air hum.

"You killed my sect's elder; I'm certain you've colluded with the remnants of the Burial God Palace. Surrender immediately!"

Lu Wanheng did not turn around, only feeling that the spiritual power in his body was like a candle flickering in the wind, and each activation was accompanied by excruciating pain.

The four people behind her were all renowned experts. With the four of them surrounding her, if she paused even slightly, she would surely die.

But she could no longer run. Her spiritual energy was almost depleted in her meridians, and her steps were unsteady, as if she were walking on clouds. If she flew another hundred feet, she would probably be completely exhausted and fall.

Overwhelming resentment surged within her; her revenge had only just begun, having already eliminated Feng Wujiang.

That's far from enough. She wants to eliminate everyone connected to the blood feud with the Burial God Palace and retrieve the stolen soul of her disciple.

Lu Wanheng suddenly stopped, her blood-stained hair dancing wildly in the wind. Her scarlet eyes slowly turned to the four people behind her, with a resolute determination to destroy everything.

Rather than exhausting my last bit of strength to escape, I'd rather stay here and use this withering body to carve a bloody path through the cracks of death!

Seeing her stop, the four pursuers also stopped, forming a triangular formation around her, their imposing aura pressing down like four mountains.

A woman in yellow on the left stared intently at Lu Wanheng with eyes filled with deep hatred, her tone laced with mocking coldness: "Lu Wanheng, you've finally met your match! The old grudges from the desolate ancient lands will be settled today, and I'll grant you a complete corpse."

The newcomer was none other than the Holy Maiden of Burning Heaven, Zhan Qianyuan. She had suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Lu Wanheng in the ancient wilderness earlier, and had harbored resentment for a long time.

The other three were also extraordinary individuals, being elders from the three holy lands of Su Hua, Yun Heng, and Fentian.

"Leave me a whole corpse?"

Blood dripped from the corner of Lu Wanheng's mouth down his chin, his voice chilling and ghostly, "Pay with your life first!"

"Don't waste time talking to her, act quickly to avoid any complications!"

An old man in purple robes stood to the side and sneered coldly.

Before he finished speaking, he made a sudden move. A gigantic hand, as imposing as a mountain, suddenly materialized and, with the force to suppress heaven and earth, crashed down on Lu Wanheng.

The other two followed closely behind, launching attack after attack.

Despite being in dire straits and having exhausted his spiritual energy, Lu Wanheng remained calm and, with the last ounce of his remaining spiritual energy, charged straight at Zhan Qianyuan, ignoring the barrage of killing blows.

Of the four, the other three are all powerful cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending Realm, while Zhan Qianyuan's cultivation is the weakest.

In that split second between life and death, her goal was extremely clear: to first exploit her weakness and then take down Zhan Qianyuan!

Seeing that she was heading straight for him, Zhan Qianyuan's eyes flashed with panic, but he quickly regained his composure, and his crimson longsword blazed with fierce flames: "You're courting death!"

The crimson sword energy swept across like a dragon, but Zhan Qianyuan ultimately underestimated Lu Wanheng, who was fighting for his life at this moment.

Despite being severely injured and on the verge of complete exhaustion of spiritual energy, Lu Wanheng still managed to withstand the oncoming Heaven-Burning Sword Qi with his broken body.

The blood-stained fingertips suddenly curled into claws, ignoring the excruciating pain of the sword energy burning and tearing, breaking through layers of obstacles, and heading straight for Zhan Qianyuan's heart.

This attack exhausted all her remaining strength, carrying a desperate determination to survive, and was entirely Lu Wanheng's fierce and ruthless nature.

Seeing that Lu Wanheng had closed in to within ten feet, Zhan Qianyuan could no longer hide the panic in her eyes.

Over the past month, Lu Wanheng's fearsome reputation has spread throughout the Five Continents. Her madness in fighting her way through bloody battles has long been a shadow in the hearts of disciples from various sects.

Even though the other party was at his last gasp, the ferocity emanating from his very bones still sent chills down her spine when they faced each other at such close range.

"Be careful!"

The Tribulation Transcending Elder from the Burning Heaven Holy Land shouted angrily from the side.

The giant hand phantom that was originally pressing down suddenly changed its direction, speeding through the air and slamming hard into Lu Wanheng's back!

boom--!

The immense force crashed down on him, severely injuring Lu Wanheng's back, tearing his clothes, and instantly ripping his flesh apart into a bloody mess.

Using the momentum of this attack, she took another half step forward and instantly closed in on Zhan Qianyuan, who looked horrified.

Tear!

Bloodstained claws precisely locked onto Zhan Qianyuan's slender and fragile throat.

Under Lu Wanheng's overwhelming and ferocious suppression, Zhan Qianyuan's whole body stiffened, and all her limbs and bones were restrained, unable to move an inch.

The elder at the rear roared angrily, "Insolence! How dare you!"

With a roar, the second palm print had already taken shape, but it hesitated to fall for fear of injuring Zhan Qianyuan.

Lu Wanheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, but a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He tightened his grip on Zhan Qianyuan's throat slightly: "Move her even once, and she'll die."

Lu Wanheng stared at the restrained Zhan Qianyuan and sneered, "I've already killed countless people like you during this month-long pursuit. We've never been on the same level."

Zhan Qianyuan, her throat gripped and struggling to breathe, still managed to threaten, "Lu Wanheng, how much longer do you think you can hold out? Let me go now, and I might beg the elders to spare your life!"

"hehe……"

Lu Wanheng chuckled twice, his eyes practically overflowing with mockery, and he couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to her nonsense.

She turned to look at the Burning Heaven Elder, her voice hoarse but carrying an undeniable resolve: "Either let me leave, or let her die with me—choose."

Elder Fentian looked at the Holy Maiden who had been easily taken hostage, his old face turning red with shame and anger.

"She's just a saintess. The most urgent matter is to capture Lu Wanheng!" Elder Suhua said coldly, her tone full of impatience. "This woman has deep ties to the Burial God Palace. How can we let trivial matters jeopardize our important mission?"

Elder Yunheng echoed, "That's right. We must nip the problem in the bud and not let womanly compassion leave us with future troubles."

Upon hearing this, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the hesitant Elder Fen Tian. He actually looked at Zhan Qian Yuan and said in a deep voice, "Holy Maiden, rest assured, once this matter is settled, I will personally erect a monument for you and give you a grand burial in the ancestral land of Fen Tian."

"No! I am the Holy Maiden of Burning Heaven, how dare you!"

Zhan Qianyuan's face turned pale, and she cried out in shock.

Even Lu Wanheng hadn't expected the other party to be so ruthless and decisive.

Lu Wanheng's heart sank. As he pondered a solution, a strange desire suddenly surged within him.

That was the blood that had been depleted raging wildly, the blood of hidden gods and demons suddenly burning, and the source of this desire was none other than Zhan Qianyuan beside him!

She looked down at Zhan Qianyuan, a strange red light flashing in her blood-red eyes.

In such a desperate situation, Zhan Qianyuan was able to stir up the restlessness in the blood within her body, like a powerful stimulant, causing even her nearly depleted spiritual energy to ripple.