The improved female villains regained their memories.

The power of destiny, buried for millions of years, washed over his entire body, freeing him from Ye Buxin's control.

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The darkness dissipated.

Fang Wu opened his eyes.

Light rises from the earth, illuminating the night.

It seems like it's getting light.

Chapter 769 His and Their Future

Inside the great formation, Qian Genshan just wanted to curse loudly.

A powerful spiritual energy flowed around her, and the protective magic artifacts meticulously crafted by An Duimin floated beside her, radiating a shimmering light. Her indestructible body, combined with the blessing of numerous secret treasures, made her resemble an unshakeable statue.

Even if Luo Benmo were to come in person, or if Yang Pingsheng and the unfathomable Tian Bulian were to arrive, they would likely be unable to harm her in the slightest without special assistance.

But Song Panning, that cunning woman—

I had no intention of confronting her head-on.

The figure in pure white simply made a hand seal, and intricate array patterns lit up the ground.

Qian Genshan felt a blur before her eyes, and when she came to her senses, she was trapped in a barrier. This formation was neither offensive nor defensive; it simply confined her, like locking a ferocious beast in a cage made of fine iron.

"Song Panning!" She slammed her fist into the array barrier, sending ripples through it. "If you've got the guts, fight me fair and square!"

A soft laugh came from outside the formation. Song Panning brushed the stray hairs at her temple with her slender fingers: "Qian Genshan, I dare not take your invincible methods head-on."

Qian Genshan was furious, but he was completely helpless against this slippery opponent.

She felt like she had punched cotton, her strength was useless, and what was most infuriating was that the formation, though seemingly gentle, perfectly countered all her advantages.

No matter how indestructible you are, I will simply trap you here.

Under the light of the array, Qian Genshan's heroic face showed an unpredictable expression.

She finally realized that her once-proud defenses had become her biggest constraint.

The talisman in his arms suddenly became hot, and the burning sensation came through the fabric.

Qian Genshan subconsciously reached out and touched the surface, and the messages from Shan Kanmou before his death flooded his consciousness like a tidal wave.

That resourceful fellow is dead?

His fingertips unconsciously tightened, and the talisman turned to ashes in his palm.

What alarmed her most was that Shan Kanmou's final choice of messenger was not Bian Li Huo, with whom she spent every day, but her own Qian Gen Shan. Even though Bian Li Huo and Shan Kanmou had a very close personal relationship, and even though they always drank and admired the moon together in all their incarnations, Shan Kanmou still entrusted her with her final trust in this life-or-death situation.

Because, compared to the fickle-tempered Bian Li Huo, Qian Gen Shan is the one who can truly be relied upon.

Suddenly, countless strands of soul energy appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness, and the souls involved in the villains' love affairs were now all under her command. Each strand of soul energy was entangled with the obsessions of their previous lives, emitting a mournful wail in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"I see......"

Qian Genshan slowly raised his eyes, and the darkness outside the barrier seemed to freeze at that moment.

Song Panning maintained her composure, but keenly sensed the sudden change in atmosphere and unconsciously began to wield her calligraphy brush.

"Song Panning." Qian Genshan's voice was very soft, but it made the darkness within a radius of ten feet pause for a moment. "With such petty tricks, you can't defeat me."

The resentment of the dead condensed into a materialized black mist around her, and those distorted faces appeared and disappeared in the black mist.

The once impregnable trapping formation began to groan under the strain, and the sound of the formation patterns crumbling inch by inch could be clearly heard.

Qian Genshan grabbed one of the dead souls, revealing his appearance in life: "Song Panning, look, who is this!?"

Song Panning was prepared and immediately set up an array to block the view: "I won't look."

"?"

Qian Genshan almost choked on her breath. She was prepared for the worst, but Song Panning didn't take the bait.

She clung tightly to the spirit: "Song Panning, do you even know—"

Her voice faded away, blocked by the array.

"Trying to shake my resolve?"

Song Panning sneered. This viper-like woman had directly rendered the great formation soundproof.

"Damn it, Song Panning, you disloyal and unfilial bastard!!" Qian Genshan finally broke down and cursed loudly.

Does Song Panning really not know who that person is?

How can it be?

This great formation encompassed everything, and she was aware of any changes within it.

But so what?

It was as if she had returned to the Fourth World, back to those days.

She saw a fawn following behind the mother deer.

But so what?

"Qiangen Mountain, just obediently let me refine you," Song Panning said calmly.

She had long considered the possibility that the other party would use the villains' families to threaten them.

Ye Buxin has occupied the Heavenly Dao and has been an undercover agent in the Heavenly Protection Sect for a long time. She even came up with the Human Chess Project, which shows that she knows all the small worlds like the back of her hand. How could such a person not take action against the villains' hometowns?

If Zhi Qiandao is an undercover agent, then Shan Kanmou is the one who will take the lead. Song Panning keeps a close eye on the formation. The moment Shan Kanmou was killed by Shi Guijia, she was on guard to see which Nascent Soul cultivator Shan Kanmou would hand over power to.

If other Nascent Soul cultivators were to find the villains' relatives, Song Panning would not hesitate to use spatial displacement to switch places with them.

Fortunately, the final recipient was Qian Genshan.

"It would be best if I bore this sorrow."

The brush drew graceful arcs in the air, and the formation began to slowly shrink.

Song Panning's eyes reflected Qian Genshan's ferocious face, as if she were looking at a moth trapped in a spider web.

The venomous snake bared its fangs.

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Ye Buxin stood atop the world, the wind brushing against her hem, as if brushing against the laws of new life.

A green world, teeming with life.

Ye Buxin stepped onto this land again, with endless green fields beneath her feet and a clear, bright sky above.

She stood at the center of the world, surrounded by a faint aura of heavenly power, but this aura did not intimidate the two guests before her in the slightest.

Yinglong and Bai Ze, two ancient demons, stepped into her territory without any hesitation.

Yinglong's body was as majestic as a mountain, its scales gleaming with a cold metallic luster, and its dragon eyes were like torches, seemingly able to pierce through all the illusions of the world. Bai Ze, on the other hand, was elegant and mysterious, surrounded by faint auspicious clouds, and its eyes were as deep as the starry sky, containing endless wisdom.

They stood before Ye Buxin, showing neither reverence nor hostility, but calmly scrutinizing this newly born Heavenly Dao.

Ye Buxin smiled slightly and spoke first: "The matter of Zhulong has nothing to do with me."

Bai Ze's eyes flickered slightly, then he turned his head to look at Ying Long and nodded gently.

"It's definitely not her."

Yinglong pondered for a moment, then his deep voice echoed like thunder: "It seems that another candidate has made his move. The human race occupies two spots, and one of them has the support of a human sage. It is not surprising that he can produce the Heart of the Candle Dragon."

Ye Buxin's lips curled slightly, his gaze shifting with a hint of amusement: "The Candle Dragon has awakened ahead of schedule and formed its own world. Are you two preparing to stabilize the Candle Dragon's world?"

“Indeed,” Yinglong replied in a deep voice. “If the Zhulong World is left unguarded, it will likely fall into the hands of others.”

Bai Ze continued, his voice gentle yet carrying a profound meaning: "The current situation is clear. The Netherworld is about to collapse, the Great Ruins are merging, and most of the origins of my demon race have been integrated into your world. But as we agreed before, some of the demon race's origins must be relocated to the Land of Rules and the Candle Dragon World."

Ye Buxin nodded slightly, her expression calm: "Of course, this is our consensus."

She looked up into the distance, her eyes reflecting the changes in the world.

"Now that you two have confirmed my stance, let's go and stabilize the Candle Dragon World and the Land of Rules."

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The two worlds, like giant whales swimming, trace the trajectory of destiny in the void.

Gray and white, two small worlds are traveling through the void at an astonishing speed.

Yang Pingsheng stood at the core of the gray world, his fingertips wrapped with obscure threads of law, each thread connected to the workings of the world.

On the other side, Chikami controls a pure white world, as silent and cold as a snowfield.

The two approached the distant emerald light from the left and right.

That place is Ye Buxin's green world.

The great formation of Shan Kanmou has been broken, the last fog has dissipated, and the true coordinates of the green world have finally been revealed to the two.

Zhi Qiandao's divine sense rippled outwards, quietly transmitting a message: "The Candle Dragon has awakened ahead of schedule and transformed into the Candle Dragon World. Bai Ze and Yinglong will definitely go there."

She briefly explained the origin of the Candle Dragon World, which is a world formed by the burning of the Candle Dragon itself, containing the ancient will of the demon race.

Yang Pingsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Since you have the means to awaken the Candle Dragon, why not compete for the Candle Dragon World?"

Zhi Qiandao chuckled softly, his eyes deep: "The Zhulong World was forged by Zhulong with his life, and its rules are bound to favor the demon race. Rashly fighting for it will not only be time-consuming and laborious, but will also weaken our strength."

Her plan was never to seize the Candle Dragon World, but to use the awakening of the Candle Dragon to disrupt the demon race's plans.

If Bai Ze and Ying Long were to go elsewhere, Ye Buxin would lose two powerful allies. At the same time, she was also gambling that Bai Ze's wisdom would see through Ye Buxin's ulterior motives and create discord among them.

However, as time passed, the green world remained as calm as a deep pool, showing no signs of disturbance.

Zhi Qiandao frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

Bai Ze is knowledgeable about all things and should have noticed Ye Buxin's abnormality, so why did he not react at all?

Unless Ye Buxin possesses some means to shield Bai Ze's senses.

Bai Ze's perception is connected to the rules of the land, so it can be said that the methods Ye Buxin has mastered are more advanced than the Heavenly Dao itself.

Zhi Qiandao's fingertips unconsciously tapped lightly in the void, his thoughts spreading like a spider web.

"Could it be... that she has already reached that level?"