The improved female villains regained their memories.

Like the two people gazing at each other across the chaotic currents of air, they once understood the galaxy in each other's eyes without needing a single word. He understood her loneliness at the peak; she understood his ambition during his period of dormancy. That resonance at the level of souls was far more precious than any emotion defined by worldly standards.

A sudden gust of wind swept past her ear at the Ghost Valley Gate, and Ye Buxin seemed to hear the familiar knocking sound again. Fragments of memories, tempered by time, rushed back. She had never told him how much she loved the rhythm of his knocking; how much she loved the burning gaze he gave when he pushed the door open; how much she loved his restrained, unspoken words; how much she loved his clumsy yet sincere care; how much she loved the tranquility of studying side-by-side; how much she loved…

Something suddenly surged violently, tearing the beautiful memories to shreds.

The wind blew in again, but unfortunately it wasn't a memory; it was Yang Pingsheng making his move once more.

boom!

The abyss trembled, the shattered Netherworld teetered on the brink of collapse, and chaotic currents separated the two.

Ye Buxin looked down at her arm. The earthen-yellow Dao True Mark burrowed into her bloodstream like a venomous snake, mingling with her boiling blood to create hideous patterns.

The tacit understanding that once bound their hearts together could not ultimately withstand the divergence of their destinies. No matter how much they cherished the past, the two who now faced each other as enemies were already on opposite sides of fate.

"Very good." Ye Buxin nodded slightly, the last trace of warmth in her eyes fading away. "It seems that you don't care about the past anymore."

"Guiguzi taught us very well, but now, things have come to this, and we are killing each other."

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A wind, a mixture of chaos and darkness, swept across Yang Pingsheng's brows, causing his robes to flutter wildly.

He gazed at Ye Buxin's familiar yet unfamiliar face, fragments of memory swirling in his mind. The so-called affection between husband and wife was nothing more than a meticulously woven illusion. The profound meaning behind her words at this moment was like trying to see flowers through a fog to him.

Until the three characters "Guiguzi" pierced through the fog.

Yang Pingsheng's pupils contracted slightly. He suddenly understood that those deeply affectionate words were never meant for him now. She was gazing at another version of herself, long since lost in the river of time.

If my past self were standing here...

He might wear a helpless yet resolute expression, communicating in a code only they understand. She would smile and tease as before, yet hesitate to strike. Ultimately, this confrontation would become a tug-of-war between memory and reality, neither able to persuade the other, leaving them only able to confront each other in a fit of rage.

But the one standing here now is not the successor of Guiguzi from back then.

Yang Pingsheng lowered his eyes, cutting off all his chaotic thoughts.

His answer clarified the difference between the two, and the Dao True Marks around Yang Pingsheng suddenly lit up, like a galaxy hanging upside down. The instant his palms pressed down on the ground, the immense power of the earth veins from the main world surged out, transforming into countless threads that pierced through the netherworld. The originally fragmented world paused, and even the raging chaotic air currents froze.

The unfathomable chasm between the two was slowly closing under the pull of the earth's veins. Every inch of the healing space groaned as it succumbed to its unbearable burden.

"Ye Buxin." Yang Pingsheng's voice, devoid of any emotion, brushed past Ye Buxin's ear.

“I said I would kill you, and I meant it.”

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Ye Buxin's pupils constricted.

"Hehehehehe... Hahahahahahahaha!!"

She burst into a ferocious laugh.

"That's really funny. You mean you can kill me? If you're so confident, then come and try."

"Yang Pingsheng!!!"

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Was it a twist of fate?

It turns out that all the tragic entanglements in this world are inseparable from these four words.

Chapter 764 The Candle Dragon Opens Its Eyes

The heavens and earth trembled suddenly, and Bian Li Huo's figure fell out from the surging sea of ​​clouds, his red hair disheveled, and his robes still bearing the scorch marks from the backlash of the Samadhi True Fire.

The true forms of the four spirit beasts were now fully revealed, and together with the natal magic weapon that Shi Guijia had carefully crafted, they tore her proud innate divine fire to shreds.

"Roar--"

The White Tiger sprouted wings from its ribs, its wing bones forged from black iron and engraved with dense lightning patterns. Each flap of its wings produced a piercing, demonic sound, and its sharp claws tore the golden-armored general into countless fragments of light. The Azure Dragon, having transformed again, gleamed with a ghostly light in its emerald-scaled armor, its hundred-foot-long body appearing and disappearing in the clouds; the Vermilion Bird's Illusionary Fire Robe shimmered with seven-colored light; and the Black Tortoise's Water Tomb Armor continuously inhaled and exhaled Xuanming True Water.

Surrounded by the four spirits, Bianlihuo had no choice but to unleash his natal fire lotus for defense.

"I underestimated you..." She wiped the blood from her lips. Before the fire lotus could fully bloom, the white tiger's giant paw slammed down with the force of wind and thunder.

The entire formation was now in chaos, and terrifying fluctuations were erupting from all corners of the battlefield.

The battles around them were also intensifying.

Zhi Qiandao will fight Wen Shihan, Lei Zhenkong will fight Luo Benmo, Shan Kanmou will fight Song Panning, An Duimin will fight Shi Guijia and Yang Luoyi, and Qian Genshan will fight Xu Anlu and Xu Anyin, sisters.

Lei Zhenkong and Luo Benmo were about to start a fight, exchanging blows in the air above the formation. The aftershocks alone were enough to destroy a small world.

Shan Kanmou and Song Panning were still focused on seizing the formation, while the fight between An Duimin and Shi Guijia was more interesting. The two of them controlled their armies of magical artifacts and wanted to devour each other.

boom!

Xu Anlu's spear clashed with Qian Genshan's heavy iron ruler, and neither of them could break through the other's defense.

Xu Anlu has the strongest defense among all the female villains, while Qian Genshan is the most skilled at defense among the incarnations. The strongest shield of the villains versus the strongest shield of the incarnations, neither of them can defeat the other.

"Xiao Yin!"

"Sister is here."

The spirit-transformed Xu Anyin detached from Xu Anlu's body and unleashed several soul-killing moves imbued with the traces of the Great Dao at Qiangen Mountain.

The heavy iron ruler hung in mid-air, humming softly.

“It’s no use,” Qian Genshan said. “Whether it’s my body or my soul, my defense is the strongest. Moreover, I have many wonderful ways to enhance my defense. You can’t hurt me.”

"Sister." Xu Anlu called back Xu Anyin, carefully considering how to defeat the enemy.

Qian Genshan said, “You seem to be following the same path as Yang Pingsheng. You both want to comprehend the Great Dao, but comprehending the Great Dao depends entirely on one’s comprehension. He is already close to the end, and you are now following his old path.”

Xu Anlu remained silent, activating the Great Dao Mark, and a phantom of a small world appeared behind her.

“Stubborn fellow.” Qian Genshan swung his heavy black iron ruler.

The two sides clashed again.

Shan Kanmou kept a close eye on the situation inside the formation. At this time, she had already received news of Shen Xunxing's death and knew that the operation had failed.

But she was not discouraged. First, Li Chumo's failure in the love test did not mean that other villains would fail in their love tests. Second, in the current situation, she was in a better position.

She called out to Song Panning: "Song Panning, it's already quite an achievement that you've managed to hold on until now, but you're still within my formation. To think that the formation could turn around and cover me is just wishful thinking!"

Song Panning sneered: "Then let's give it a try!"

The battle grew increasingly chaotic. Inside Shan Kanmou's grand formation, besides divine soldiers and generals, there were also some ancient demonic beasts. Mu Xiaobai and Tian Bulian were caught in the tide of demonic beasts and divine generals, while Qing Tian fought them and was covered in wounds in order to protect Song Panning.

Shan Kanmou and Song Panning were locked in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and countering each other's moves. In a short period of time, they had already fought over a hundred rounds.

I'm the winner!

"How could I have lost here!?"

"Die!" The two activated the great formation simultaneously.

In that instant, a beam of light broke through the sea of ​​clouds and shot straight into the sky.

"!?"

Shan Kanmou and Song Panning looked at the same time.

Zhi Qiandao was seen holding Wen Shihan's corpse in his hand, while holding something high above his head with his other hand.

"Wen Shihan is dead!?" Song Panning was stunned, but immediately felt it was impossible. Wen Shihan had countless methods, how could he die so easily? That so-called corpse was probably her incarnation.

Shan Kanmou, his face filled with terror, shouted angrily, "Zhi Qiandao, what are you doing? Stop!"

Zhi Qiandao gave her a cold look and activated the Heart of the Candle Dragon in his hand.

"You really are a traitor too!!" Shan Kanmou cursed angrily, activating something.

But she was destined to be disappointed. The restriction placed on Zhi Qiandao's body had no effect, and the other party still stood in mid-air, doing as he pleased.

Her eyes were devoid of emotion, cold as if they belonged to another person.

"Haha, I've finally waited for this!"

Heaven laughed heartily, its voice echoing through the great formation.

She pulled a magical object from her bosom and tossed it into the air.

In an instant, the space was sealed off, blocking all perception from inside and outside the formation.

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A long, long time ago.

After Ling Tian killed Xiao Yun, he sided with Jiang Mochang and cooperated with him. All of this did not escape Zhi Qiandao's notice.

She needs to resolve this matter, but before that, she needs to resolve another matter: the issue of the Bureau of Fate.

Deep within the green world, Zhi Qiandao, with the help of the power of a certain secret realm, re-examines the fate of the world.

Suddenly, her body froze, and her consciousness was plunged into the game of fate.

"What is this?" Zhi Qiandao's consciousness was deeply trapped in the Fate Game, confined within a golden space.

"Save your energy, don't waste it." Guiguzi's voice appeared, "You are just an incarnation of my disciple, your consciousness is obviously not that strong."

"Old man, it really is you!" Zhi Qiandao sneered.

It seems that only she and Ming Kunli have encountered the Fate Bureau, but in fact there is another person, and that is its former master, Guiguzi.

Zhi Qiandao's consciousness was trapped, but he wasn't afraid. He said, "Do you think I can't see through such a little trick? Don't worry, the moment something happens to me, all my avatars and my true body will know."

Guiguzi chuckled and said, "Who said you would get into trouble?"

Zhi Qiandao was momentarily stunned.

“You’re cautious enough to establish a link with the other avatars before conducting the search. As soon as the link is broken, the other avatars will know.” Guiguzi smiled helplessly. “But unfortunately, as I said, I don’t intend to do anything to you, so you won’t be in any trouble.”

"I just want you to serve my apprentice wholeheartedly."

Zhi Qiandao immediately understood Guiguzi's intention and exclaimed angrily, "So it really was you behind that Ling Tiandu guy!"

"Heh, it's too late to know now!"

A black light burst forth, followed by a fleeting moment of pure white. Zhi Qiandao's consciousness was infected and gradually transformed into Ling Tiandu's consciousness.

Zhi Qiandao opened his eyes, looking at the predicament before him with a complicated expression.