The improved female villains regained their memories.

"on!"

A sword light grazed past Yang Pingsheng's face, and he barely dodged it. When he looked up, he saw swords and talismans mixed with countless spiritual lights rushing towards him. The close attack from dozens of Earth Immortals, coupled with some people attacking Song Panning's side from time to time, made him somewhat overwhelmed.

The level of cultivation granted by the system to dozens of people was indeed somewhat insufficient.

"Tsk."

Another person approached Song Panning, but Yang Pingsheng instantly appeared and punched him away. Countless spiritual energies surged forth, but he blocked them all. Looking at Song Panning's dazed face, Yang Pingsheng smiled slightly and patted her head.

"Don't be afraid."

"My life..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you with me."

Yang Pingsheng turned around, and his Void Root continuously exhaled spiritual energy. He had no offensive immortal techniques, so he could only bombard the enemy with the purest spiritual energy.

"Bear with it a little longer, Wanjun, I will get you away safely." Yang Pingsheng comforted her while dodging the talismans that were brushing past. He leaped into the air and carefully observed the area, quickly spotting the earth immortal who could use talismans.

In any case, let him vent his anger once in this world.

After all, it's almost time to leave.

boom!

"Afu!"

"That kid is so fast, we can't even see him!"

"What... what's going on? There's not even a residual image; it's like time has been stopped!!"

The only Earth Immortal who knew how to use talismans was knocked away by Yang Pingsheng, and the other immortals were shocked and none of them dared to go up.

"...The pause times are getting shorter and shorter."

In mid-air, Yang Pingsheng, panting heavily, slowly withdrew his fist.

The pause attack of the Zhou Shui technique seemed to consume more than just spiritual energy. Yang Pingsheng could sense that with each pause, his blood and energy seemed to be depleted.

If he continues to use it, it probably won't be long before he turns into a dried-up corpse.

"He's done for, brothers, let's go!"

"Attack together! Activate your protective spiritual energy to the maximum! Don't let him get close!"

"He has no offensive means. As long as the defenses are in place, that kid won't be able to do anything!"

His spiritual root was running wildly, and the abundant spiritual energy burst forth instantly. Yang Pingsheng scanned the area and saw all sorts of immortal artifacts rushing towards him. He found the one that was easiest to break through and instantly punched it.

boom!

"Pfft!" The man's magical artifact was a Nine Dragons Staff, which was shattered by Yang Pingsheng's punch. His soul was damaged, and his body fell to the ground.

"Kid, take this!"

Someone came charging at me from behind, wielding a machete.

boom!

Protected by spiritual energy, the knife slashed down, piercing through Yang Pingsheng's spiritual energy and spraying blood.

Tick.

Just as the man was overjoyed at his success, he discovered that the person in front of him had vanished. In his moment of surprise, a gust of wind rushed past his head, and Yang Pingsheng punched him in the back of the head, sending him crashing into the air like the man in front of him.

The system watched from high above, silently calculating.

"The 'Zhou Shui' technique consumes a lot of blood and spiritual energy. Given Yang Pingsheng's current condition, he can only use it three more times at most. If he uses it more than three times, it might damage the very core of his soul."

Yang Pingsheng's soul is the key to his travels through the world and the alteration of his memories. If his soul is damaged, the subsequent plans may be disrupted.

"Looks like it's about time for me to make my move," the system thought to itself.

Bang, bang.

After defeating the two again, Yang Pingsheng's face turned much paler, and he visibly weakened, with his spiritual energy also diminishing considerably.

"That kid's health is failing; he doesn't even dare to release his spiritual energy."

"We're at our last gasp, brothers, charge!"

One Earth Immortal blocked the way for dozens of other Earth Immortals.

Regardless of his stance or the reason for his fight, this battle alone is enough to record the history of the mountain city.

Ling Shuxin grew increasingly agitated, Lin Wanjun remained silent, while Song Panning, who was being protected, simply stared blankly.

Guns, clubs, knives, forks, halberds.

Those magical artifacts and magical weapons continuously inflicted wounds on Yang Pingsheng's body.

As she looked, her eyes, no longer deep, became blurred.

"That's enough..."

Pfft!

"That's enough..."

Puff, puff!

"I said, that's enough!!"

A roar imbued with spiritual energy.

The immortals stopped, revealing Yang Pingsheng, covered in blood, in the center.

"All of you, stop."

Her slightly upturned face was glistening with moisture.

The bright red on his face was mixed with liquid, making it impossible to tell whether it was blood or tears.

That exquisitely beautiful face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. Whether it was mystery or disguise, all of that vanished, leaving only a pale emptiness that tugged at the heartstrings.

"You, stop..."

The girl stood up, swaying unsteadily, like a broken doll.

"He is innocent, let him go."

"I surrender..."

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past life.

After Song Panning led Lin Wanjun to tour the formation in the backyard (see Chapter 221 for details), they returned to the living room.

Lin Wanjun was still preoccupied with the previous topic, and couldn't help but ask while drinking tea: "Sister Song, you said that doing one thing well is enough, and you're not interested in love. So, if a man were willing to die for you, would you want to be with him?"

"will not."

"Good, very decisive..."

"In my eyes, people who would give up everything for others are fools," Song Panning said calmly as she sipped her tea. "What makes us human is reason. Reason helps us make the best choices, while emotions are the opposite. If someone is willing to give up even the most basic aspects of life because of emotions, then that person is a fool."

"I hate idiots."

Chapter 260 Behind the Scenes

past life.

In the darkness of night, Song Panning led Leng Yan into the deep mountains. After passing through a bamboo forest, they stopped at a path near a cliff in the deep mountains.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Song Panning set up an array and threw out a corpse, which was the cat demon guarding the temple.

Leng Yan didn't dare to breathe loudly. She had a premonition that she was going to do something big today, but she didn't expect it to be this big.

In a flash of inspiration, the narrow cliff path in front of them suddenly extended out of thin air, heading straight into the clouds.

“This…” Leng Yan stared blankly, the scene before her was beyond her expectations.

"Come with me."

As Song Panning spoke, she stepped forward, walking on the air as if on the ground. Leng Yan swallowed hard and followed her with a forced smile.

The fog spread, and soon they could no longer see the surrounding scenery. They could only feel themselves moving forward. An immense gravity began to press down on Leng Yan. Just as she was about to call for help from Song Panning, the fog suddenly dissipated, and the ground beneath her feet became solid again.

"here it is……"

Pale purple mist, pitch-black rocks, scorched earth everywhere, and a blood pool nearby containing countless skeletons, emitting a strong stench.

Not far away, a huge cave stood there, with three large characters written on it: [Ten Thousand Snake Cave].

"Don't move here." Leng Yan was staring blankly when he heard Song Panning say from the side. She raised her finger and quickly constructed a formation to cover Leng Yan.

"I'll go scout ahead first. You stay here and don't stray out of the area."

“Miss,” Leng Yan said hurriedly, “you’re not good at direct combat, so why don’t you let me go?”

"No need, you stay here. This is a very important matter, I will go myself."

Song Panning left, and the surrounding pale purple mist began to gather towards Leng Yan. On the blood-red horizon, a few clouds drifted by, reflecting streaks of bewitching light as the light refracted. Leng Yan's gaze followed that direction, and behind the clouds, he saw the dim, blood-red moonlight.

The clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, sometimes smiling, sometimes crying, which was quite eerie.

"The demonic aura here is so strong." Leng Yan swallowed hard. "I never expected there to be a place like this in the mountain city."

Suddenly, her body froze.

On a nearby earthen slope, a snake was coiled up, watching her. Then, a second, a third, and countless other snakes emerged from the slope, one after another, all looking in her direction.

"Hiss..."

On the other side of the blood pool, snakes kept emerging. Soon, these snakes moved, gathering together like a roaring sea, surging towards Leng Yan.

The array constructed by Song Panning immediately started operating, and the snake demon crashed into it, making a squeaking sound.

Leng Yan's face turned deathly pale. He had just drawn his sword when he heard a violent sound erupt from the cave. The snakes scattered in panic. At the same time, Song Panning's voice resounded through the sky:

"Leng Yan, come here."

Upon hearing Song Panning's call, Leng Yan immediately left the formation and headed towards the cave. It was unclear what mechanism Song Panning had triggered, but the original swarm of snakes no longer dared to stop Leng Yan and instead hid in the shadows to spy on her.

When Leng Yan arrived at the cave, she saw that the cave gate had been blasted to pieces, leaving only faint remnants of the array. Song Panning was meditating on the spot when she saw Leng Yan and waved to her.