The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Damn it..." She trembled as she reached for her storage bag, only to find it empty.

The last few lightning talismans had disappeared without a trace—Li Chumo's chest-piercing claw attack had also taken her life-saving talismans using a spatial secret technique.

The fog suddenly churned violently, and Shen Xunxing saw, to his despair, that Li Chumo's afterimages appeared simultaneously from all directions. Each afterimage's claws gleamed with an eerie light, leaving spiderweb-like cracks in the space where the claws slashed. This was the true killing move: a net woven from spatial mirrors.

“It’s over.” The real Li Chumo descended from the void rift above her head, his claws wreathed in shattered spatial turbulence.

The last thing Shen Xunxing saw was his own splattered blood reflecting in the spatial rift, forming countless blood droplets, like a tragically beautiful crimson scene.

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"Shen Xunxing, among the eight incarnations, I have the highest hopes for you."

"Therefore, I have given you more memories and emotions. Your original self was skilled in drawing talismans and was a top expert in talismans. You have inherited his talent, but you cannot stop there."

"Therefore, I have given you knowledge of memory. In the future, you can not only contact me quickly, but also use this method to detect other incarnations. Once those incarnations have more memories that I did not give them, it means that they have most likely been replaced by someone else."

"You are my eyes, my voice. The voice can take away memories, and it can also bring them back. I have high hopes for your performance."

Don't let me down.

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"Let me go!"

Shen Xunxing clutched his wound, blood seeping from between his teeth, and roared hoarsely, "Spare my life... I'll still be useful to you!"

Li Chumo lowered his eyes and stared coldly, the blood on his fingertips still wet, his eyes completely calm.

"I thought all of you incarnations were as arrogant as Ye Buxin," she sneered, "but I never expected there would be someone like you who wags his tail and begs for mercy."

She slowly leaned down, casting a shadow over him. "You scum who toy with the souls of the dead, I should have made you wish you were dead... but since you consider yourself valuable, I'd like to hear your opinion."

Shen Xunxing's pupils contracted sharply, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The light silently entered Li Chumo's brow, but she was completely unaware of it.

In an instant, Shen Xunxing's expression changed drastically.

"How could this be..." her voice trembled, "Why is there a piece missing from your memory...?"

Li Chumo was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"No, this can't be—"

The words came to an abrupt halt.

Li Chumo blinked only once, and when he regained his senses, Shen Xunxing had already collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he was no longer breathing.

Fresh blood soaked into the gray mist, stickily spreading to her feet.

Li Chumo stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

what happened?

Just now it was clear...

She had indeed severely injured Shen Xunxing, and facing Ye Buxin's avatar, she had to ensure that the opponent was completely incapable of resisting. But the scene before her eyes was as if it had been suddenly propelled by some force; the prey that was struggling a second ago had become a cold corpse the next.

Shen Xunxing's frozen, terrified expression suggested that he had glimpsed some horrifying truth at the last moment.

What's even stranger is the blood.

What was just a trickle has now become a dark red puddle, even soaking the soles of her boots.

It was as if time had been sped up by an invisible hand, and Shen Xunxing bled to death in that stolen instant.

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memory.

Before Shen Xunxing died, she said that she was missing a part of her memory.

But how could her memory be missing a segment?

She's not a human chess piece; when carrying out the plan, Jiang Mochang had no reason to steal her memories.

After arriving in the main world, everyone else was at a similar level to her, and no one would try to steal her memories.

If those female villains were to make a move, they would definitely take away all of her memories, how could they possibly take away only a segment?

Who else can steal her memories?

Who else...?

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"Xiao Mo".

The voice rang out.

Her voice was as gentle as ever, but now it was just like Li Chumo's name.

She didn't move or turn her head, yet she could already sense his presence.

That hand was already on her shoulder, carrying a warmth that didn't belong to a human.

"You've had a tough time; Ye Buxin's incarnations are indeed very difficult to deal with."

Something spread through her.

The hand was lowered, and then she was embraced.

"You've worked hard, get some rest."

"Xiao Mo".

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"Master."

Li Chumo's voice was hoarse, as if it had been ground by sand and gravel.

She had a vague idea that if there was anyone in this world who could silently take away her memories, it could only be Yang Pingsheng.

And the opportune moment... is naturally when they are alone.

"You did it." Her voice trembled. "You... erased my memory."

"Yes, I did it."

That familiar, gentle voice gradually distorted, like melting wax, reshaping in the air into some kind of grotesque entity.

"Why……?"

"Why would Xiao Mo ask such a question?" the voice chuckled. "After you came back with me, you went into seclusion to study the 'World Manipulation Technique'—this secret technique was given to you by Wen Shihan, wasn't it? You, she, and Song Panning, although each of you has your own agenda, are quite adept at dealing with me..."

"Song Panning left you here so that you could seize power in the Gray Mist World and imprison me here... right?"

"Look." A chill ran through the laughter. "Now that Master has become the villain, he sees through all your schemes perfectly."

The blood congealed.

As the gray fog dissipated, Yang Pingsheng's distorted smiling face was revealed.

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heaven.

Bai Ze, who was observing the situation, paused for a moment.

"what?"

"What's wrong?" Yinglong asked, looking at her.

"Something's not right. It seems like the Lawful Realm has been activated." Bai Ze frowned.

"Since you, the master, are not present in this place that triggers rules, then some rules have been triggered." Yinglong was somewhat surprised. "At this point, rules are still being triggered? Was this something you set up beforehand?"

"...My previous settings...oh no!"

Bai Ze cursed angrily and disappeared in a flash.

Yinglong and Bixie looked at each other in bewilderment.

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Jiang Mochang looked up in confusion.

She sensed that the Land of Rules had been activated again, and many densely packed small characters suddenly appeared in the darkness, one of which shone with light.

That is?

Earthy yellow energy swept through, tearing open a gap in the land of rules.

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"I see."

“I’ve been thinking before, I used to set rules for you, to protect you, and to punish those who hurt you, but what if I were the one who hurt you?”

“I dared not use my full strength against you, so I could only test you slowly. In the end, I used the True Mark of the Great Dao to discover the hidden rules within you.”

"The answer is simple: if I were the one who hurt you, I would send you to the realm of rules."

The eerie smile vanished, and he returned to his previous gentle demeanor.

Li Chumo turned her head and looked at Yang Pingsheng's face with a blank expression.

"In my life, you..."

What responded to her was the caress of memory.

The hand touched her head, brushed past her trembling ear, leaving a last trace of scent.

"Xiao Mo".

He whispered, "Sweet dreams."

May you have a happy life ahead of you.

Chapter 761 Attacking the Heavenly Gate

There is no daylight in the underworld.

An eternal, eerie blue light seeped from an unknown source, shrouding this land of the dead in a cold veil.