The improved female villains regained their memories.

"..." Zhi Qiandao was speechless at Yang Pingsheng's calmness. She wanted to say something, but seeing his attitude, she had no choice but to give up.

She got back to the point: "In my life, the rules of this place have exceeded everyone's expectations. It appeared out of nowhere. I have been lurking by Ye Buxin's side for a long time, but I have never seen her make any plans for this place."

Yang Pingsheng said, "But her choice was to destroy this place."

"Destruction is normal. Ye Buxin is backed by the demon race. Those demons have long since occupied the entrance to the Land of Rules. How could they allow us to occupy another entrance?"

"But I suspect that Ye Buxin's destruction of this place's rules, besides reassuring the demon race, must have had other purposes."

"She moved all the souls of the underworld to her own little world, and relying on her status as the Heavenly Dao, she imitated the layout of the main world in her little world. For her, her only enemy is the merger of the Great Ruins. As long as she can withstand it, then in the next creation, her little world will become the main world."

"That's why she's been avoiding war."

Yang Pingsheng nodded in agreement with what Zhi Qiandao said.

Ye Buxin is powerful, but he has never engaged in a direct confrontation with them. One reason is to preserve his strength, but the most important reason is to deal with the merger of Taixu.

With the merger of Taixu, she, as the Heavenly Dao, is the first person to face, so her situation is very awkward. If she fights Yang Pingsheng and Zhi Qiandao, she may suffer heavy losses, but if she continues to avoid battle and resists Taixu, Yang Pingsheng and the others may reap the benefits.

Choosing either option would be troublesome, and Zhi Qiandao tended to favor Ye Buxin's choice of the former.

Her actions also aligned with Zhi Qiandao's guess. Even in the area of ​​rules just now, Ye Buxin had not used her full strength, and even went so far as to destroy one of her avatars to escape.

"Ye Buxin prepared many avatars to avoid fatal injuries," Zhi Qiandao added, thus proving his point.

Yang Pingsheng nodded and asked, "So what does Your Excellency intend to do?"

Zhi Qiandao said, "Activate our two small worlds, separate them, and launch a full-scale attack on Ye Buxin's world!"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her.

Ye Buxin's core incarnations are currently tied up by the villains, and his royal retainers are also trapped by his own earth veins.

Attacking at this time is indeed an excellent opportunity.

“Okay.” Yang Pingsheng nodded.

He looked at Wen Shihan: "Xiaohan, do you want to come with me?"

Wen Shihan remained silent.

The brother and sister stood here, surrounded by the gradually crumbling underworld, the boundary between life and death clearer than ever before.

Wen Shihan didn't ask where Li Chumo had gone, and Yang Pingsheng didn't ask Wen Shihan what he planned to do next.

He simply asked if I wanted to come with him, just like asking if I wanted to come home for dinner tonight.

"No, brother."

The girl's answer was still filled with love, but unlike before, the bird locked in the cage came out for the first time and spread its wings towards the blue sky.

She smiled and looked at Yang Pingsheng.

“Brother, I also have my own things to do.”

"I will come to find you soon."

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Fang Wu felt his body getting heavier and heavier.

Something is glowing within the earth's veins.

He instinctively raised his hand and touched the light source.

A gust of wind blew up, catching his falling body.

He seemed to see someone.

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"Brother Meng Yuan, I can't trust anyone else besides Meng Ying and you."

"But only you can do this plan."

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Is it getting light?

The clapper had already struck at the third quarter of the hour of Yin (3:45 AM), and Meng Yuan stood in the courtyard counting the water clock.

Logically, the east should be showing the first light of dawn by now, but the night is growing ever darker, as if someone has immersed the entire city of Xianyang in an inkwell.

It's not far from sunrise, so why is it still so dark?

He knew that the celestial phenomena remained unchanged, which meant that the fate of the Qin state had run out.

The north wind, carrying sand and gravel from Shangjun, swept southwards, making a mournful sound as it passed under the eaves of the Meng Mansion.

Fusu and Meng Tian died in Shangjun. When the news reached the capital, the future of the Meng family and the future of the Qin state came to an end.

The wind rose from the nameless wilderness and blew all the way to the Meng residence. Meng Yuan never expected that Ye Buxin, whom he had met once at a banquet, could do such a thing (see Chapter 598).

Only then did he realize that when Fusu asked everyone what path the world should take, he himself seemed to have failed to answer.

"...Brother Fusu, you've lost your mind."

He murmured to himself into the void, his voice scattering in the wind.

Those who were most adept at understanding fate died under its siege.

He didn't have to die, but now, he is dead.

He and General Meng Tian were like two fish that had been caught in a net, drowning in a deep pool called conspiracy.

When the news came, her younger sister Meng Ying was unusually calm.

She methodically inventoried the treasury, assigned servants, and even watered the half-withered crabapple tree in the corner of the courtyard one last time.

When the moon was high in the sky, she wore the same pale yellow dress she wore on the day she first met Fusu, and drank a pot of osmanthus wine with Meng Yuan.

“Brother, Zhao Gao’s carriage might arrive at the gate at any time.” Meng Ying’s fingers brushed across the bamboo slips on the table, touching the delicate words written in the style of peach blossoms. “What kind of empire is it without Prince Fusu?”

Her voice was very soft, as soft as a snowflake falling on a stove.

Meng Ying said that their family had close ties with Fusu, and no matter what, they couldn't survive; Zhao Gao and Huhai would never let them go.

In the darkest hour before dawn, a muffled thud came from Meng Ying's room.

She is dead.

But he cannot die.

He still carries the responsibilities of the Meng family and the determination to avenge Meng Tian and Fusu; he cannot die yet.

He remembered what Fusu had said long ago.

“Brother Mengyuan, I can no longer see the future, but I see a crucial change in you. So I hid that thing in the earth. Please live on until that thing appears.”

"That which is hidden deep in the earth will guide the future and lead to peace of mind."

Can he do it?

Can he complete this task?

Before dawn, he heard a commotion in the front yard, which meant that Zhao Gao's men had arrived.

He still didn't see dawn.

In the darkness, he looked up, his eyes burning like fire.

He seemed to see an old eagle swooping over the eaves, crashing headlong into the distant cliff, its feathers scattering like snow, while the newborn sun remained hidden behind thick clouds.

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The secret method of turning into a demon.

The secret technique that Su Murong attempted to use on Yang Pingsheng in the fourth generation originally originated from the main world.

The drawbacks of the Demon Transformation Secret Technique are quite significant, especially for cultivators, who are simply unable to complete the transformation from using spiritual energy to adapting to demonic energy.

But Meng Yuan improved it.

After using the Demon Transformation Secret Technique, one's lifespan and behavior will become like that of a demon. Although one can use spiritual energy, one must cultivate in the manner of a demon.

The moonlight fell on the calm lake surface, and Meng Yuan, who had escaped the capital, trembled as he looked at his reflection in the lake.

From this day forward, there will be no more Meng Yuan of the Meng family.

Meng Yuan has become history, having perished along with the Meng family in the upheaval that occurred in the capital.

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The night before attacking the Heavenly Guardian Sect.

Xu Weibang and Fang Wu had a private talk.

The emperor looked at the last sharp blade of the Xu family dynasty and said, "Legend has it that when the late emperor established the Qian Kingdom, he received help from many capable people, but those capable people were cunning and the late emperor was always wary of them."

"Later, the late emperor rescued a wild man in the mountains. The wild man was half-mad and half-crazy, but had amazing strength. He fed on the blood of beasts. The late emperor used a secret method to heal him and restore the wild man's sanity."

"From then on, the savages swore allegiance to the Xu family, hiding in the shadows and responsible for assisting each Xu family emperor."

Fang Wu didn't understand why Xu Weibang suddenly brought up the past, so he could only listen patiently.

Xu Weibang said, "They all say you are loyal, but judging from your connection with the villains, I understand that you are not loyal. You always have someone you truly serve. Those eyes seem emotionless, but like an eagle, they are always waiting for something."

Fang Wu smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty is right."

Xu Weibang asked, "Will you resent me for doing this?"

Fang Wu replied, "What Your Majesty is doing is exactly what I want to do."

Xu Weibang nodded: "That's good. Since we have the same goal, I won't say anything more."

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He heard Xu Weibang ask the last question.

"Fang Wu, what path do you want to take?"

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The earth's veins are shifting.

The light drew even closer.

Fang Wu subconsciously reached out and grasped the light.