The improved female villains regained their memories.

Eerie laughter echoed through the jungle.

Ling Yan'er's eyes flashed with a sharp edge; the other party was clearly after her. She just hadn't expected that someone would actually dare to make a move within the Wentian Sect. She didn't linger in the fight, raising her hand to unleash a warning immortal technique, striking into the air.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"This is bad!"

Ling Yan'er realized what was happening and was horrified: "I've been hit by a deadly attack from the Immortal Path!!"

She realized it, but it was too late.

Everything before my eyes spun around me, and the moon in the sky transformed into smiling faces.

In reality, she stood there alone, doing nothing.

She was struck by a deadly attack from the immortals.

That laughter was the killer move!

The eerie smiling face formed by the moonlight laughed, mocking the manipulated people. A hand reached out from the elongated shadow.

One, two, three.

He grabbed her hand, pulled her hair, put his arm around her waist, and dragged her down.

"Help! Someone help me..."

Just as she was about to make a sound, a dark hand reached out from the shadows and covered her mouth.

"Wa ...

Little by little.

Pull her down little by little.

"Wa ...

It's like falling into an abyss, unable to escape.

The demon's soul stared intently, a grin spreading across its face as it savored the rare fruits of its revenge.

Tears welled in Ling Yan'er's eyes, and her breathing became increasingly difficult. The dark hand caressed her body, then penetrated deep into her body, ravaging her internal organs.

"what!"

She suddenly opened her eyes and realized that she had entered the interior of a palace.

Twelve figures were scattered around her, their powerful immortal aura pressing down on her, rendering her unable to move.

"Yo~"

A flippant voice rang out from above.

Ling Yan'er looked up, her pupils suddenly contracting.

On the throne, long, scarlet hair cascaded down, and the girl, with a carefree laugh, crossed her legs and looked at her.

"Hello, Mother."

She laughed, but her face turned ferocious.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Shadows."

Chapter 103 Following in the King's Footsteps

night.

A dark cloud obscured the moon.

Few people come to the main peak of the Wentian Sect; apart from core disciples, ordinary people cannot get close.

A cool breeze blew by, and the Wentian Sect was exceptionally quiet under the night sky. The dazzling lights in several caves appeared and disappeared. Halfway up the mountain, the candlelight flickered in the house, accompanied by the passionate cries of a woman.

A moment later, the figure stopped, the candle went out, and a delicate, fair hand wrapped around her, accompanied by a woman's seductive voice: "Senior brother, shall we do it again?"

"No, no, the sect leader wants me to go up to the main peak tonight."

"Oh, what a pity, such a rare moment of solitude."

"Okay, stop fooling around. You know perfectly well that I only like you."

"Senior brother~"

crunch--

The wooden door opened.

Gu Ziang walked out, draped in his clothes, without even glancing at the scene inside the room, and let out a long sigh.

The system's voice rang in Gu Zi'ang's mind, as cold as ever, yet tinged with a hint of curiosity: "If you're so panicked, why bother with all this?"

"What do you know, cough..." Gu Ziang said, then realized something, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then whispered as he walked forward, "The women in this world are beautiful and have sweet voices, and they are genuine Eastern fairies. Who wouldn't be moved?"

"But I don't see that you're that interested in Ling Yan'er."

"Her? Forget it. I lost interest after reading the plot. She's just a green tea b*tch." Gu Ziang curled his lip in disdain. "Besides, in terms of looks, my junior sisters are much better than her. I really don't understand why such a woman is the so-called female lead."

"You're being a bit too talkative."

"Sorry, sorry, but... well, it doesn't matter, as long as you enjoy it."

It's so great to have been transported to this world!

He used to be a lazy bum in modern Japanese society, living off his parents. One day, while crossing the street, he was hit by a truck and was transported to this world.

It turns out that what those anime said was true. As long as you complete the tasks assigned by the system, you can get a lot of rewards. Having women on both sides is no longer a dream. One fairy after another will fawn over you like a simp. There is nothing better than this!

Now that his missions were complete and the system had given him a break, he naturally revealed his true nature, having spent the past few years enjoying life to the fullest. Although he no longer had computers, beer, and fried chicken, this life was still much better than before.

"The holiday is almost over."

"Ugh~ Why is this happening? System, can you give me a little more time?"

"Can you please stop calling me that in such a disgusting way?"

The system voice had barely finished speaking when it immediately rang out again, this time with a hurried and urgent tone.

"Warning, warning, host is in imminent danger. Please leave this world immediately."

Gu Ziang was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Scorching hot.

Extremely hot.

The boundless darkness spread like a burning fire, bringing intense heat.

A dark shadow emerged from the woods and surrounded Gu Ziang; the moon, obscured by dark clouds, became indescribable.

"Something's wrong!!"

He realized what was happening, but what he didn't realize was that a hand reached out from the shadows and grabbed him.

"!!!"

Before our eyes, the darkness of night has turned into a crimson dawn.

In the magnificent palace, a red-haired girl sat on the throne. When she saw him enter, her scarlet eyes flashed with a smile and cruelty.

"You've come in?"

She smiled, a murderous glint in her eyes: "Then let's make our move!"

The aura of an immortal erupted, and before Gu Ziang could react, he was suppressed.

Tonight, the night at the Wentian Sect is exceptionally long.

Everything has a shadow; wherever there is light, a shadow will appear.

A shadow loomed over the entire Wentian Sect. The arrival of the Shadow Empire went unnoticed even by some of the sect's bigwigs.

By the time they realize it, they will be deeply entangled in the Shadow Empire.

A shadow is such an ordinary thing. It silently follows you, yet you treat it as nothing because you are confident that it is a part of you.

But what if one day it no longer belongs to you?

The fiery red spiritual energy flowed along the shadows, controlling the souls of everyone present.

Da

Da

Under the moonlight, Xu Anlu stepped onto the steps leading to the main peak.

She walked step by step, with firm and powerful strides, until she reached the entrance of the main hall of the Wentian Sect.

hum-

The pressure of spiritual energy emanated from behind the door, but Xu Anlu remained unmoved, not taking the pressure seriously at all.

“I once foresaw that my Heavenly Sect was destined for a calamity, and I wondered if this calamity would befall the former vice sect leader, but now it seems it is you…”

A man's voice echoed from deep within the hall.

"Xu Anlu, you've been hiding this very well."

"You even revealed the secret of your own sister's rebirth, and even offered up your soul. I trusted you so much for the past ten years, but I never imagined that you would have such methods behind the scenes."

The man's voice was deep, hoarse, and faint, as if he were suppressing something.

"Now it seems that the soul you offered could corrupt my will. Could it be that you were behind that too?"

Xu Anlu did not reply, but instead strode forward.

A mysterious force surrounded her, and before she even got close, it pushed the door open for her. Flame spirits emerged from the shadows, like the most loyal believers, illuminating the interior of the hall for Xu Anlu.

The sect leader was sitting cross-legged in the deepest part of the room, with a fiery red soul entangled around his body, and at least half of his rugged muscles had withered away.

Ten years ago, the sect leader of Wentian Sect was full of vigor, but now he is nearing the end of his life, and half of his body has become that of an old man.

Those once domineering eyes have lost their arrogance; deep within their light lies a sorrow and struggle as ethereal as drifting clouds.

"So what?"

Xu Anlu looked directly into those eyes and asked calmly, "Can't I do this?"