The improved female villains regained their memories.

Three chosen ones, three completely different paths, each leading to an ultimate possibility.

Ye Buxin chose the [Path of Heaven]: to transform herself into the Dao, allowing the Heart of Heaven to resonate with the Great Void, and ultimately transform into [Chaos]—becoming the supreme will that transcends the rules.

Yang Pingsheng followed the path of enlightenment: severing the ego, returning to nothingness, and achieving the status of a "perfect person"—nameless and formless, existing in harmony with the Tao.

And she herself...

A cold glint appeared at the corner of Zhi Qiandao's mouth.

"This so-called 'final battle' is essentially nothing more than a competition of cultivation."

Whoever reaches the finish line first will gain a foothold in the torrent of the Taixu merger and seize the initiative. Ye Buxin's strategy of avoiding battle was entirely correct; her path was destined to require a long period of accumulation. Yang Pingsheng's progress was unpredictable, and as for herself...

"It's still a long way off."

Her true self has not yet fully recovered, and the consciousness that this avatar embodies is like a candle flickering in the wind, which may be extinguished at any moment.

Zhi Qiandao glanced sideways at the gray world not far away. Yang Pingsheng remained silent, making no mention of helping her recover.

"That's true, in the end... we are competitors."

But it's okay.

She suddenly chuckled softly, a dark light flickering in her eyes.

"I never expected anything from anyone on this path."

The two worlds were approaching the boundary of the green realm, and the immense pressure caused the surrounding void to tremble.

Zhi Qiandao transmitted his voice: "In my life, the first attack is to be left to me!"

Her divine sense, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, stirred a sharp sound in the void.

Yang Pingsheng didn't say much, but simply nodded slightly.

The aura of the gray world subsided, as if a lurking beast had temporarily sheathed its claws.

next moment.

The white world suddenly burst into dazzling light!

Countless phantom images of ancient sages emerged from the light, some wielding swords, others holding pens, and still others playing musical instruments; each one embodied the essence of humanity's millennia-old civilization.

These phantoms swirled around the white world, like a dazzling galaxy.

At the edge of the green world, a majestic heavenly gate stands tall in the clouds. It is the pillar supporting the entire green world and a symbol of Ye Buxin's authority over the heavenly way.

Zhi Qiandao's gaze sharpened, and she gently raised her delicate hand.

"town!"

At the heart of the white world, a colossal tower bursts forth from the sky.

Ancient runes were engraved on the tower, and every line flowed with the Daoist charm of suppressing all laws. The giant tower grew taller in the wind and soon blocked out the sun and sky. With the force of crushing mountains and rivers, it crashed down!

"boom!!"

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the white giant tower firmly pressed down upon the Heavenly Gate.

Two completely different laws collided violently, unleashing heart-pounding energy ripples.

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Song Panning stood in the center of the great formation, her clothes fluttering even without wind.

With a light stroke of her fingertips, the laws of space rippled outwards, and the darkness on both sides was torn open like a curtain.

Shi Guijia, Yang Luoyi, and Luo Benmo stepped out from the crowd, their bodies still radiating a lingering aura of killing intent.

"very good."

Song Panning smiled slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

As she expected, Xu Anlu, Xu Anyin, and Su Murong were indeed unable to defeat their opponents quickly, but the others were just right to deal with Ye Buxin's avatar.

Those so-called incarnations of the Heavenly Dao are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of them.

A blue snake coiled around her wrist, its tongue flicking slightly. Song Panning stroked its cool scales, a smile playing on her lips:

"It's even faster than expected. It seems I underestimated you."

Shi Guijia's face was ashen, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes: "Song Panning, you've certainly got a good plan."

"Hmm?" Song Panning tilted her head, looking puzzled. "What makes you say that?"

"Stop pretending to be confused!" Shi Guijia sneered. "Su Murong and the others have not returned yet. The great formation is clearly under your control, but you sit idly by and watch them get caught in a bitter battle. If you hadn't deliberately done this, they would have escaped long ago."

Song Panning chuckled upon hearing this, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes: "What a surprise, I didn't expect you to care about other people too."

She stroked Qingtian's head, her tone leisurely: "I thought you were worried that I would suddenly cause trouble."

"You?"

Shi Guijia suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter carrying a chilling undertone.

Her aura suddenly surged, and her golden hair flowed like a tide.

"Song Panning, have you forgotten...?"

"...Who assisted you in completing this grand formation?"

In the depths of Shi Guijia's pupils, a golden river of destiny suddenly surged forth.

“My eye for destiny sees it clearly.” Her voice echoed like an ancient prophecy, “Your fate is about to sink into eternal night and vanish without a trace.”

Tiny golden rays shimmered at the corners of her eyes, like shattered starlight.

"Let me give you a piece of advice, Song Panning." Shi Guijia's fingertips were entwined with the threads of fate, "Playing the game of snatching chestnuts from the fire, if you go too far, will burn out your own escape route."

Song Panning chuckled upon hearing this and casually activated the key to the grand formation.

As the array patterns flowed, the outside world unfolded like a scroll painting.

The gray and white world, like two bright moons, encloses the verdant realm.

The towering white tower suppressed the Heavenly Gate, and the sealing runes flowing on its body even transmitted a suffocating sense of oppression through the projection.

When her gaze fell upon that gray world, Song Panning's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.

“Our little world has also moved…” she murmured softly, “There is no one else in my life who can control it with such precision.”

This sentence is like a key, unlocking a heavy truth.

"It seems that Li Chumo... has ultimately lost."

Her sigh was soft, yet it carried an unspeakable loneliness.

The Azure Sky pendant on the wrist seemed to sense its master's emotions, its tongue flicking nervously.

“Time is running out.” Song Panning suddenly looked up, a strange light gleaming in her eyes. “You said I was playing with fire, that I was going to abandon you all… but who is it that has truly severed the bonds?”

She reached out and lightly touched the void, and the light and shadow of the great formation flowed between the three of them.

"Since you can glimpse fate..."

"Have you seen a future where Yang Pingsheng walks alongside us?"

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The Yin meridians, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, all converge into the body that is warm yet cold.

The previous arrangements have finally paid off.

Above the sky, two dark suns were slowly merging.

The sky of the underworld was like an overturned inkstone, with ink and blood swirling and churning, gradually solidifying into a new little world filled with a bloody atmosphere.

Just as Yinglong and Bai Ze were about to step into the entrance to the Zhulong World, a crescent moon as black as night appeared out of nowhere and blocked the way for the two ancient demons.

"Wen Shihan!"

Bai Ze was the first to recognize the figure, and his usually gentle voice took on a rare solemn tone.

Yinglong's golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and its dragon might unconsciously spread out.

The newcomer stood in mid-air, the ring-pommel sword in his hand gleaming with a cold, sharp light.

Her jet-black warrior attire seemed to devour all light, making her appear like a demon god emerging from the abyss. Her hair flew wildly under the blood-red sky, each strand seemingly imbued with endless killing intent.

"The World of Candle Dragon..."

She turned her blade slightly, aiming it directly at the two great demons.

"It's mine now."

Chapter 770 Change of Formation

The colossal tower descended, its ancient runes radiating blinding light, while countless chains of law intertwined and attempted to tear apart the majestic heavenly gate.

However, the Heavenly Gate remained unmoved.

No matter how the tower tilted, the emerald green Dao patterns flowing on the surface of the Heavenly Gate remained as stable as ever, even causing the tower's base to tremble slightly. This world-protecting treasure, painstakingly crafted by the ancient sages of humanity, seemed so powerless at this moment.

Zhi Qiandao stood atop the tower, his robes fluttering, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Help me."

She uttered only two words, and Tian Bulian and Mu Xiaobai had already transformed into streaks of light and vanished.

next moment.

The Heavenly Gate was violently shaken!

Countless incarnations of Ye Buxin emerged like a locust plague, densely covering the light of day.

Their faces were cold, and their movements were perfectly synchronized, like puppets controlled by the same thread, as they charged towards the tower.

The pale flames that had been dancing at Tianbulan's fingertips suddenly surged, transforming into a sky full of fiery inferno that swept across the battlefield. Mu Xiaobai's green sword hummed, its blade reflecting profound trigrams.

Dark divination symbols spread from her palm, and the constellation of the Azure Dragon unfolded in the void. Brilliant starlight intertwined to form a feathered robe that draped over her shoulders, and with each step she took, stars vanished beneath her feet.

The Qian hexagram changes nine times!

"Good idea, I'll give it a try!"

An exceptionally robust avatar of Ye Buxin stepped forward from the crowd, his bulging muscles gleaming with a bronze luster. This avatar, specializing in physical techniques, unleashed a powerful punch that forcefully shattered the incoming sparks.