The improved female villains regained their memories.

Wen Shihan stood up and saw that hand reaching out to her.

"cooperate?"

Wen Shihan stared at her coldly, looking at the woman she hated the most.

She reached out her hand and shook hands with her, just like Song Panning had done.

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Wen Shihan was sent to the Land of Rules, and the Candle Dragon World fell into Yang Pingsheng's hands.

At this moment, he had completely seized control of the narrative.

The former villain alliance now surrounded him like stars around the moon, each figure radiating a chilling aura.

Even more terrifying is that he no longer needs to rely on Li Chumo's incomplete gray world. The completely refined Candle Dragon World beneath his feet is continuously providing him with vast world power.

With the internal troubles eliminated, he now had the power to confront Ling Tiandu and Ye Buxin.

Seeing this scene, Tian Bulian decisively transmitted his voice to Yang Pingsheng: "Yang Pingsheng, you must not attack Ye Buxin now."

"The merger of Taixu is at a crucial juncture; we can certainly..."

Yang Pingsheng didn't listen to her at all.

He looked down at Ye Buxin, who had her eyes closed, with a cold gaze.

Raise your palm.

Luo Benmo sensed something was amiss and spoke up, "Pingsheng, wait..."

She was a half-step slower.

Yang Pingsheng's palm strike, carrying the pressure of an entire world, crashed down.

Yang Pingsheng's palm seemed to press down lightly, but in reality, it carried the power of the entire world.

The space along the way shattered layer by layer, and the rampaging energy turbulence temporarily tore open a gap in the chaos caused by the merger of Taixu.

The palm struck Ye Buxin as it approached from afar.

Time seemed to stand still here.

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What kind of girl is she?

"She is...someone who loves me very much."

The palm struck down as if a mountain were pressing down on you.

His soul stirred, as if he could see the woman standing by the roadside.

Is it the same as before?

Someone asked from the depths of my soul.

Is she the same as before?

Who was she before?

The earth's veins, like a gentle shroud, slowly closed in, and in the instant before plunging the other into eternal slumber, he was unusually aware that his past self and his present self were indeed different.

Is it because Ye Buxin and her past self were once close friends that her soul is in such pain now?

However, he did not stop.

They just took it really seriously and patted him on the back.

The deafening roar of the collapse was no longer relevant to the people in front of them.

She closed her eyes, a faint smile still lingering at the corners of her lips, as if she were only taking a short rest and might open her eyes again at any moment for someone who didn't exist.

Neither dodging nor avoiding.

I just stood there and endured it all.

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The roar of Taixu came to an abrupt halt.

It is not the end of the curtain, but a silence where time is abruptly cut off.

She slowly raised her pale face, and the stars in her pupils went out one by one.

Yang Pingsheng's arm sank into her chest cavity, and when his slender fingers gripped the beating Heart of Heaven, it was as if he were holding a handful of spring snow about to melt.

Then it was suddenly pulled away.

The slender figure swayed like a candle flickering in the wind. He saw his own reflection in her unfocused eyes, a fateful executioner entangled by countless Dao traces.

"Throughout my life..."

Her cries were laced with blood and foam, broken and incoherent.

The pain and sorrow emanating from the soul seemed even more intense.

Yang Pingsheng reached out and touched her eyes.

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She is about to disappear.

In her final moments, as she regained consciousness, memories of the past flooded back.

Will he be sad?

If she ruined his plans by hurting him, then it would be her fault.

That's just the kind of person she is—so despicable, so insecure.

She harmed so many people, yet when it came to the end, she still couldn't face him.

When those burning emotions are poured into ice water, neither can withstand the other's power.

At first, very early on, her only thought was to protect him.

But now...

Unable to control herself, she fell backward and landed in the man's arms.

Fortunately, at the last moment, she was still in his arms.

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But now, she regrets it.

Where will she go? Will she die? If she dies, so be it, but she's afraid that after she dies she won't even remember him.

Only then did she realize how cruel it was to have no memory.

Those who love you and those you love will leave no memory; from then on, the distinction will be clear.

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But it was too late. The body was shattering. This body, named Heavenly Dao, could not withstand the resistance for too long.

She strained to see his face one last time, but darkness swallowed her.

She seemed to hear someone say in front of her, "My name is Yang Pingsheng."

"After that, there was no more cold."

She closed her eyes and shed her last tear.

Chapter 779 So it is, Ling Tian's Jealousy

Ye Buxin's body shattered in waves.

Yang Pingsheng could clearly see her tears scattered across Taixu.

He held the Heart of Heaven tightly in his hand, pulling it out of the shattered body.

The merger of Taixu seemed to be frozen in time, stopped at the last moment.

"Hmm?" Ling Tiandu frowned. "At the final moment of life and death, Ye Buxin did not choose to fight back, but instead chose to do everything in her power to solve the problem of the merger of Taixu?"

Such consideration for all living beings is simply unlike that monster's style.

Was she really dead?

Yang Pingsheng held nothing back. His Heavenly Dao Body was shattered, his essence destroyed, and his Heavenly Dao Heart seized. Judging from his appearance, he should be truly dead.

So what happened in the end...?

Ling Tiandu couldn't understand it, but if she couldn't understand it, she simply stopped thinking about it.

She landed with Tian Bulian and Mu Xiaobai, standing in front of Yang Pingsheng.

Luo Benmo, Xu Anlu, and other female villains also fell behind Yang Pingsheng.

With Ye Buxin dead, the green world hovered below, becoming ownerless.

The two sides are locked in a standoff.

Ling Tiandu narrowed his eyes slightly, his long, narrow eyes revealing a scrutinizing look, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, staring intently at the villain opposite him.

The corners of her mouth slowly turned up, forming a wide smile, a smile tinged with mockery and disdain. She slowly uttered, "Yang Pingsheng, you're really ruthless. Tsk tsk tsk. No matter what, she's at least one of your confidantes, yet you can be so merciless, like a cold-blooded executioner, raising your knife and bringing it down without even blinking."

Yang Pingsheng, however, remained calm, like a deep, unfathomable pool, undisturbed by any ripples.

He said coldly, "The merger of Taixu has been forcibly stopped by Ye Buxin. You know what that means, right? Now is the crucial time to seize the Creation Slot. Ling Tiandu, at this critical juncture, do you think we'll still be polite to each other?"

"Hey......."

Ling Tiandu laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. Her laughter overflowed from her throat, and her smile became more and more exaggerated, like a mask stretched to its limit, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

She slowly raised her hands, her arms feeling as heavy as if they weighed a ton. Her movements were extremely slow. She slowly clasped her hands together, and a powerful aura emanated from her, expanding rapidly like a surging tide.

This violent aura, like an invisible giant hand, mercilessly dispersed the chaotic airflow that had surrounded the area, making the space seem as if it were about to be torn apart by this powerful force.

"Ling Tiandu, the last disciple of Guiguzi of the Guigu School, has sought guidance from his senior brother Yang Pingsheng."

Yang Pingsheng finally showed an expression, laughing loudly and extending his hand: "Very good, please!"

As soon as the words were spoken, both sides began to move. In an instant, the earth's veins, the true traces of the Great Dao, the laws of time, and so on all mixed together, indistinguishable from one another.