The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yang Pingsheng.

It's so annoying. I've forgotten all feelings, I've made up my mind to abandon everything, I've made up my mind to go all the way down this road, but when I think of this name, the memories still come flooding back like a tide.

There is indeed no such thing as true forgetting in this world.

Even if you don't remember, the closeness of souls is still genuine.

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boom.

Something is coming.

Even though they were in the green world, Ye Buxin and his seven incarnations sensed it almost immediately because they had made preparations in advance.

"They're here!" Zhi Qiandao looked at Ye Buxin. "Then we'll head over first."

Ye Buxin nodded, and the seven incarnations flew out of the green world like streaks of light.

They are coming.

Ye Bu thought to himself, "That's really great."

Seeing you is good, no matter what.

“A lonely heart,” Bian Li Huo suddenly said.

"What?" Shan Kanmou looked at her.

“Given your true form, I have a bad feeling,” Bian Li Huo said. “Although I’m not as smart as you, I’m quite perceptive when it comes to matters of the heart.”

"You mean the original body will abandon itself because of its feelings for Yang Pingsheng?"

“That’s not it. We both know how ruthless she is,” Bian Li Huo said. “If she were like that, she wouldn’t have broken ties with Yang Pingsheng before.”

"Then what do you mean?"

"I just feel, um, ah... I can't quite put my finger on it."

"What is it? I thought you had made some amazing discovery."

Bian Lihuo opened his mouth, but could not refute it.

When it comes to matters of the heart, even the greatest philosophers can't explain them clearly. It's already quite remarkable that she can understand even a little bit. Asking her to explain it clearly is just making things difficult for her.

Not to mention, this is a relationship between two monsters.

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As soon as he stepped into the Netherworld, the winds of death blew through Yang Pingsheng's hair.

He paused slightly.

He could actually sense a familiar feeling in that wind.

That green, strange, twisted, warm, beautiful... aura.

The memories within my soul have become somewhat loose.

He just stood there, lost in thought.

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"What's wrong?" Wen Shihan asked as he followed in.

Yang Pingsheng did not move. His hair was blown by the wind of the underworld, and his black clothes blended perfectly into this land of death, showing no signs of discoloration.

He snapped out of his daze, looked at Wen Shihan, and subconsciously touched his forehead.

"nothing......"

Wen Shihan frowned, wanting to say something, when he heard his elder brother speak in a reminiscent tone:

"My forehead... hurts a little."

Chapter 751 The Netherworld

Netherworld.

The air is thick with the aura of death, and the winds of the underworld blow incessantly. Anyone who comes here feels unwell.

The first thing the villains faced was a city.

Fengdu City is a gloomy city in the underworld.

The city walls stood tall, constructed from countless dark, massive stones. Wisps of eerie phosphorescent light emanated from the cracks between the stones, like the struggling souls imprisoned within. From time to time, black mist swirled around the walls, within which grotesque, distorted faces of agony could be faintly seen.

The city gate was cast in massive bronze, its surface engraved with various depictions of cruel tortures, each mark radiating a chilling aura. On either side of the gate stood two towering statues of ghost soldiers, wielding enormous iron forks, their empty eye sockets seemingly staring down on every soul that tried to approach.

Inside the city, the streets were paved with bluestone slabs, but those slabs were covered with dark red bloodstains that seemed never to dry. On both sides of the streets stood strangely styled buildings; some houses leaned as if they might collapse at any moment, with a withered hand occasionally peeking out from under the black tiles of their roofs; others had their doors wide open, and a chilling wind blew in from within.

Yang Pingsheng quickly scanned the area with his divine sense and found that it had become an empty city.

“Ye Buxin has moved all the spirits of the underworld to her green world,” Tian Bulian said from the side. “This underworld wind has the function of disintegrating spiritual energy, so you all need other means of protection.”

The Netherworld does not produce spiritual energy. When immortals come here, they rely entirely on the storage of spiritual energy in their spiritual sea or other means. Fortunately, the villains nowadays have all cultivated and each has their own way of resisting the Netherworld winds.

Song Panning glanced at it briefly and sneered, "Although this city is empty, there are some places that are not."

She could tell at a glance that a formation had been set up here.

The first formation of all time shrank within her body to facilitate movement, making it inconvenient for Song Panning to take action. Yang Pingsheng understood this, so he patted Luo Benmo's head.

"Sis, I'm leaving it to you."

Luo Benmo glanced up and casually snapped a photo.

A spiritual wind, even more terrifying than the Nether Wind, swept past, and the empty city and the great formation hidden there vanished without a trace.

Tian Bulian watched silently.

Such a large city was wiped out. In the main world, it would not be surprising if an immortal could do this with a casual strike. But the problem is that this is the underworld. Without the production of spiritual energy, the underworld wind cannot suppress the spiritual wind created by the immortal himself.

Tian Bulian had also fought with Luo Benmo and knew the depth of Luo Benmo's spiritual sea. Has this little dwarf expanded his spiritual sea to such a terrifying extent?

The spiritual pressure that erupted from that casual strike was as vast as the ocean, forcing her to be somewhat wary.

Tian Bulian gave her a deep look, then smiled and said to the villains, "Very good, everyone, follow me this way."

Death rises from the earth, and looking up, one can see two dark suns in the sky.

As the group ventured deeper into the underworld, they soon encountered another obstacle—a strange stone giant stood blocking their way.

The stone giant was covered in death energy and was made of Netherworld Stone. It seemed to have developed sentience. Upon seeing the group, it roared and charged at them.

It was Luo Benmo who made her move again. She raised her hand and pressed down heavily, and spiritual energy of various attributes mixed down, instantly smashing the stone giant into pieces.

Tian Bulian became even more wary. Luo Benmo's attack this time made her clearly sense that his spiritual energy was mixed with many different attributes.

What exactly has Luo Benmo been practicing these past few days?

Heaven showed no mercy to the villains, and continued to lead them forward.

The aura of the underworld was even denser ahead, and rows of underworld soldiers and generals were stationed there. Upon seeing the group, they immediately flew through the air and charged forward.

"These Netherworld Soldiers and Generals were specially crafted by Ye Buxin from among the most resilient souls, after their consciousness was removed," Tian Bulian said. "Their armor and weapons are all specially forged from Netherworld materials, each no less than a seventh-grade magic weapon, and some Netherworld Generals are even comparable to eighth-grade magic weapons. More importantly, they all carry the aura of death, so one must be extremely cautious when fighting them..."

Before she could even finish speaking, Luo Benmo attacked again.

A thunderous roar and flashes of lightning followed as the petite figure weaved through the demons and monsters. The lightning exploded, bursting into the air like dazzling fireworks.

The underworld soldiers and generals didn't even have time to scream before they were all reduced to ashes.

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"What a fine Luo Benmo."

In the distance, Shan Kanmou looked at the image in front of him and couldn't help but praise it.

Because they didn't know which direction the villains would come from, Shan Kanmou made the same arrangements in every direction.

—In the deserted and chaotic city of Fengdu, there is a purple stone giant and a group of underworld soldiers and generals.

The real Fengdu City, along with its inhabitants, was moved into the Green World by Ye Buxin long ago; these Fengdu Cities are undoubtedly fake.

Shan Kanmou didn't think these arrangements would stop the villains, but he didn't expect them to be broken through so easily.

These villains were previously beaten down by the main body and had no power to fight back, but after cultivating in the new world for a while, they all made breakthroughs.

“Luo Benmo is no longer the same as before. That move just now was perfectly executed, even more powerful than a killing move. She has long surpassed the realm of ordinary True Immortals,” Shan Kanmou said.

Bian Li Huo glanced at her, thinking to himself, "Are you ever going to stop praising me?"

These are just appetizers, but only Luo Benmo has actually made a move.

If Luo Benmo is this terrifying, what about the others?

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The deeper you go, the more underworld soldiers and generals you encounter.

They operate in small groups, either by directly blocking our path or by lying in ambush on both sides, and their strength increases the deeper we go.

Even so, it didn't defeat Luo Benmo.

She simply used lightning energy; wherever the lightning storm passed, the underworld soldiers were left without a trace.

Tian Bulian was numb to it all. Whenever Luo Benmo unleashed his spiritual energy, Mingfeng dared not approach him even a fraction of an inch, for if it did, it would only be swallowed up by the spiritual wind.

With Luo Benmo by their side, even a thousand troops would find it difficult to get close to them.

Tian Bulian wanted Mu Xiaobai to join the fray as well, but Luo Benmo's speed was simply too fast. Often, as soon as a group of underworld soldiers appeared, a flash of lightning would disappear them instantly, turning them to ashes.

That's fine too. Tian Butian thought that Luo Benmo was using spiritual energy, which couldn't be replenished here. Even if she expanded her spiritual sea, how much spiritual energy would she have enough to consume?

Despite her thoughts, she outwardly advised Yang Pingsheng: "The Netherworld soldiers and generals are not worth mentioning. Ye Buxin's arrangement of them here is clearly a drain on our strength. The Netherworld cannot recover its spiritual energy. Should we send Luo Benmo back?"

Yang Pingsheng smiled and said, "It's nothing."

Okay, you said it yourself.

Heaven showed no mercy and ceased its persuasion, focusing solely on guiding the way.

They soon arrived near the mountainous region—a network of dark mountain ranges crisscrossing each other, with the dark energy on the mountains being several times denser than that at the foot of the mountains.