The improved female villains regained their memories.

The crackling sound of bone growth is like popping beans, and the humming sound of a taut bowstring as muscle fibers reorganize.

Her figure defied all logic, growing to over three meters tall in the blink of an eye. Golden Dao patterns could be faintly seen flowing beneath her snow-white skin. When her abyss-like eyes opened, they reflected the chaotic scene of the Great Void.

boom!

She tore her hands apart, from the inside out, and actually managed to rip a hole in the sphere of light.

Blood fell like withered plum blossoms in the void, and Yang Pingsheng's figure turned into a blurry afterimage on the verge of life and death.

He struggled to maintain his almost collapsed consciousness, and through the crack torn open by Ling Tiandu, he managed to break free from the system's shackles.

The blood gushing from the wound trailed a tragic and beautiful path in mid-air, but his eyes remained as cold and unwavering as a star.

"rise!"

Just as he was about to break free, his bloodied fingers snapped shut, and the earth suddenly roared.

Countless streams of earth energy burst forth like raging dragons, instantly weaving into a colossal net that blotted out the sky, firmly protecting the villains suppressed by the system's light barrier. The earth energy surged, crashing against the system's blockade like a raging torrent, carving out a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.

"cough……!"

However, this forced exertion eventually exhausted his last bit of strength. His body fell like a kite with a broken string, finally landing in a soft embrace.

Xu Anlu caught him.

Her arms trembled slightly, yet she steadily supported his sliding body.

His blood soaked through her clothes, so hot it almost burned her skin.

She looked down and saw that his pale face still held a faint smile, as if life and death were nothing more than a game of chess that he had already foreseen.

“…Well done.”

His low, hoarse voice was almost a breath, yet it made her heart clench violently.

She bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously tightening, as if afraid he would turn into quicksand in the next moment, disappearing completely from between her fingers as before.

"In my life, you..."

"It was my carelessness that led me to fall into Ye Buxin's trap."

He gave a bitter smile: "Xiao Lu, you are the person closest to me. This is a path that only you can walk for me."

"......I know."

Xu Anlu grasped his hand: "I will keep going."

boom!!!

A blinding white rainbow shot into the sky, abruptly cutting off Xu Anlu's words before she could finish speaking.

The light was like an inverted Milky Way, carrying a powerful pressure that made all things submit, illuminating the entire Taixu as if it were daytime.

Ling Tiandu's figure has completely transcended.

Chaotic energy swirled around her, yet could not get any closer; the true traces of the Great Dao coiled around her like chains, yet crumbled the moment they touched her skin; the power of laws transformed into countless runes that pressed down, yet it was like a gentle spring breeze, unable to disturb even a single strand of her hair.

She stood in mid-air, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, a holy radiance flowing from within her, even the Great Void had to bow down before her.

Ye Buxin finally withdrew her gaze from Yang Pingsheng and turned to look at the flawless holy body, her eyes as deep and unfathomable as a pool: "Although you failed to see through my disguise, did you see through the illusion of this verdant world?"

"Hahahaha!"

Ling Tiandu's laughter reverberated through the heavens, filled with unrestrained joy: "Ye Buxin, Ye Buxin, you've been plotting for millennia, how could you easily admit defeat? Ironically, I should thank you. If it weren't for your scheme, how could I have completed this final transformation?"

Ye Buxin chuckled upon hearing this, her sleeves fluttering as she nodded: "It seems Guiguzi had already planned this out for you. If it were me and Pingsheng, he wouldn't have considered all this."

"so--"

Ye Buxin suddenly changed the subject, a mysterious smile playing on her lips: "Want to cooperate?"

The air suddenly froze.

Ling Tiandu's silvery-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in her holy eyes: "Oh? You actually seek cooperation from me?" Her voice had a divine ethereal quality, yet it concealed a sharp edge.

"Isn't the situation quite clear now?" Ye Buxin calmly spread her palms, pointing to the heavily injured Yang Pingsheng. "He has lost his fighting ability, and the remaining female villains..." Her gaze swept over the people who were on high alert, and she chuckled: "To you and me, they are nothing more than troublesome pebbles."

Her clothes fluttered in the chaotic air, but her gentle voice sent chills down one's spine: "For the final act of this play, the two main characters are enough. What do you think?"

Taixu fell into a deathly silence.

The female villains were on edge, already struggling to deal with the unfathomable Ye Buxin, and now, with the transformed Ling Tiandu added to the mix...

Just when the pressure reached its peak...

"Oh......"

Ling Tiandu suddenly laughed. The laughter was like a clear spring striking a stone, yet it sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

"I refuse."

With those three simple words, she vanished from the spot.

fast!

So fast that even time and space can't react!

Before anyone realized what was happening, Ling Tiandu's slender hand had already gripped Ye Buxin's face. The holy radiance and the pitch-black aura collided violently at the point of contact, unleashing a suffocating pressure.

"Kill you..." she whispered in Ye Buxin's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "and crush them..."

"They can be done simultaneously."

The moment the last syllable fell, the entire Taixu began to tremble violently!

The terrifying power unleashed a storm even more dreadful than the chaotic currents; it was pure power, surpassing spiritual energy, dharma forms, and the true traces of the Great Dao.

The purest power.

"Ok?"

For the first time, a hint of surprise appeared on Ling Tiandu's holy face. Her slender fingers tightened slightly, but the power that could crush stars vanished the moment it touched Ye Buxin's head.

Through her fingers, she could see those eyes, as calm as an ancient well, fixed on her.

"You made the wrong choice."

Click.

It looked like something had been cut off.

Luo Benmo suddenly trembled violently, a beast-like instinct sending chills down her spine, as if she saw Death swinging its scythe. Xu Anlu instinctively hugged the unconscious Yang Pingsheng tightly, while Yang Luoyi and Shi Guijia stood in front of them as if facing a formidable enemy.

Su Murong shouted in bewilderment, "What happened?"

Ling Tiandu maintained the outstretched hand gesture.

Spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared on her flawless holy body. Brilliant particles of light seeped from these cracks, like stars crumbling. Her silvery-white pupils gradually dimmed, reflecting a world that was fading into the distance.

Ye Buxin was already standing behind her without her noticing.

The two stood back to back.

The longsword in her hand was stained with several strange streaks of light, and the blade still retained the lingering effect of severing something.

No one saw how she drew her sword.

Ling Tiandu spoke, "My path... cannot be wrong, my body is already perfect and flawless, even capable of destroying the Heavenly Dao... why...?"

Ye Buxin nodded calmly: "That's right, so I gave up my Heavenly Dao body."

Ling Tiandu's pupils contracted sharply, cracks spreading to her cheeks: "How...how could you have foreseen this...?"

"Don't you understand?" Ye Buxin suddenly smiled, a smile so gentle it was chilling. "Because of this scene..."

"I've already been through this once."

The words, though seemingly casual, struck everyone's heart like thunder from the heavens.

Why did she allow the villains to act recklessly after the new world was created?

Why did she repeatedly refuse Shan Kanmou's proposals, even at the cost of selling her incarnation?

Why is she indifferent to the villains' progress and doesn't lay a trap for the underworld?

The answer is ridiculously simple.

"I already used up my last chance to turn back time."

Ye Buxin walked slowly forward, each step landing on a point in time and space. Her voice carried a kind of fateful rhythm: "Last time, I set up a series of killing formations. Without those cumbersome aids, Yang Pingsheng was able to fight me to a standstill."

She suddenly turned around, a knowing glint in her eyes: "Only then did I realize that those villains were not his help at all..."

"But rather, they are the shackles that bind him."

Chaos began to boil, as if in response to her whispers. Even more terrifying, with each word she spoke, the cracks on Ling Tiandu's body deepened.

“The most troublesome thing is…” Ye Buxin gently stroked the sword blade, “The trap I meticulously set up has become the opportunity for your transformation. The last time you were more perfect and stronger than you are now.”

She suddenly looked regretful: "Even if Yang Pingsheng and I joined forces, we couldn't defeat you back then."

"What a pity..."

The sword suddenly emitted a clear, melodious sound, as if mocking Ling Tiandu's naiveté.

"Knowing the male, yet remaining female; knowing the white, yet remaining black. You only know how to constantly demand evolution, but you don't understand the way of restraint." Ye Buxin's figure began to blur, as if existing simultaneously in countless times and spaces, "That's why I was given the opportunity to reverse time, allowing me to do this for you..."

"Carefully prepare this new cage."

She twirled gracefully, like a meticulously choreographed dance of death, moving around Ling Tiandu's gradually crumbling holy body.

Emerald green light swirled around her, transforming into countless distorted smiling faces. These illusory faces emitted piercing sneers, composing a victory hymn in the void.

"What a perfect body..." Ye Buxin's fingertips gently traced Ling Tiandu's cracked cheeks, her voice so tender it sent chills down one's spine, "Even the last shred of goodness has been abandoned, but..."

Her palm suddenly pressed against Ling Tiandu's chest.

"This heart is still beating."

In an instant, countless eerie green lines spread out from the point of contact, burrowing into Ling Tiandu's body like living creatures. It was not an attack on the physical body, but a technique that aimed directly at the source—a technique that slays the heart.

"Why go to such lengths to destroy you?" Ye Buxin whispered in Ling Tiandu's ear, his breath like the forked tongue of a venomous snake. "All we need is to find the way to kill someone's heart..."

"Then you are no longer 'you'."

Ling Tiandu's pupils contracted violently. She tried to struggle, but found herself collapsing from the inside out.

It's not the physical body collapsing, but something more essential that's disappearing.