The improved female villains regained their memories.

He gripped a protruding rock again, carefully stepped through the crevice, and struggled to climb.

Memories kept flashing before his eyes, as if trying to pull him into a dream.

"Many years ago, I was summoned by the gate to the main world. At that time, my family was destroyed, my wife died a violent death, and even my daughter died at the hands of the villain."

"It was Ling'er who untangled my knot in my heart, helped me plan, and hunted down that villain across the world to avenge my daughter."

"I have nothing to repay her with except my life."

"At that time, Ling'er had just received the protagonist's inheritance, but the Guardian Sect was in a period of decline and many people even opposed her. I helped her to gradually secure her current position."

“I don’t know if I did the right thing, because she carried too much responsibility. She was a master of deduction, but not a master of manipulating people’s hearts. She did a lot, but others misunderstood her and resented her.”

"They don't know what responsibilities the chosen ones bear."

“Ling’er’s predictions have never been wrong. Since she has predicted that there will definitely be a traitor among the twelve guardians in the future, then it must be true.”

"I'm the only one she can trust. If I die, how helpless and lost she will feel?"

"I absolutely cannot die, and I must complete her mission, because I'm the only one she can trust!!!"

The God of Wine lost all reason, roaring with bloodshot eyes, and recklessly used the traces of the Great Dao to frantically approach Yang Pingsheng.

"I've got you!!"

His eyes shone brightly, and he grabbed Yang Pingsheng's ankle with one hand.

"Anyone can obtain the Sword Soul Heart, but you are the only one who cannot!" he roared, disregarding the damage to his own body caused by the Great Dao Mark, constantly using it in an attempt to pull Yang Pingsheng down.

Yang Pingsheng felt the pain and was about to kick the God of Wine when a sudden change occurred.

"what!"

Suddenly, the God of Wine let out a miserable cry. Something in his mind collapsed, and the sword rain from the Sword Soul Heart surged in, pulling him into a dream in that instant.

He had no strength left, closed his eyes, let go of his hands, and fell into the abyss.

Yang Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue climbing when he discovered that he had lost all feeling in his left foot.

It turns out that the God of Wine had just used a large number of Dao traces, directly using his physical body as a medium to impact Yang Pingsheng's ankle. This is why he was unable to resist the invasion of the Sword Soul Heart.

Because he had used a large number of Dao traces, and directly integrated them into his body, the God of Wine had reached his limit.

But he undoubtedly achieved his goal. The trace of the Great Dao is the essence, and Yang Pingsheng's immortal artifact could not defend against it. Therefore, his ankle and iron boot were crushed to pieces.

"Huh...huh..."

The pain slowly spread throughout his body. Yang Ping was panting heavily, but he still clung tightly to the stone wall.

His severe ankle injury prevented him from advancing any further; he could only remain hanging there.

But the next second, he suddenly used his right knee as a fulcrum and forcefully pushed out a dent, then hopped on his left foot and took another step forward.

Seeing that this method was effective, he used it to climb step by step.

"You've done very well in your life."

A gentle voice seemed to reach my ears.

Yang Pingsheng looked up, his eyes blurry, and he seemed to see someone smiling at him.

"As a reward for you, I used an array to move her to a safe place. See? I keep my promise."

"Unlike those female villains who are only jealous and narrow-minded and wish they could kill each other, I am very generous. At least, I will not take this opportunity to kill Wen Shihan."

"So, from now on, you just need to trust me. Don't worry about anyone else, don't worry about anything else. Trust me without reservation, just like a goddess and her followers."

"That's enough."

Unable to speak, Yang Pingsheng gripped the protruding rock and nodded.

Song Panning smiled with satisfaction and touched his head with her illusory hand.

"Then let me lend you a hand."

The next moment, the previously crumbling formation suddenly emitted a bright light.

The maddened Qingtian suddenly quieted down.

A human figure materialized from its image and emblem, standing before it.

Chapter 299 The Counterattack of the Human Chess Player

A rain of swords fell in torrents.

Although the power of the sword rain was weakened considerably due to the self-collapse of the sword soul heart, the higher one climbs, the greater the interference from the sword soul heart becomes.

The cliff could only be climbed by hand. Tian Bulian was the first to climb because she had to control the Heart-Suppressing Lock, but she was used to being pampered and could not endure the hardship of climbing, so she climbed very slowly.

Du Wanli and Mu Xiaobai were fine. One lived in a mountain city and the other in the countryside. They used to be able to jump and leap around. Although they were afraid of such high climbs, they got used to it and found it nothing.

I'm afraid of getting it wiped.

Just then, a crack suddenly appeared in the protective shield that was resisting the rain of swords.

The rain of swords was torrential; each one, though seemingly insignificant, could stir up a tidal wave in one's heart. The Heart-Suppressing Lock had withstood the storm for so long, which was no small feat.

"Oops."

Tian Bulian's expression changed drastically when she saw the crack, but there was nothing she could do, and she could only give a bitter smile.

"I insisted on coming along, but I never expected that I would end up trapping you all."

I'm afraid to wipe it, I'm afraid to wipe it.

The cracks multiplied until it finally shattered. Tian Bulian let out a muffled groan, coughed up blood, and fell to the ground.

"I don't pity you, sister!"

Mu Xiaobai was shocked and grabbed Tian Bulian's hand, holding on tightly to prevent the latter from falling.

But then, a rain of swords fell from the sky, quickly enveloping her and Du Wanli.

Because of the need to restrict everyone, Jiu Ba Huang himself was also unable to move and could only watch helplessly.

"Little Bell," it said in its heart, "Do you really think this is okay? Du Wanli and Mu Xiaobai's strength foundation is not strong enough. Without the protection of the Heart-Suppressing Lock, they won't last long."

"Don't worry, Ninth Brother." A sweet female voice rang in Jiu Bahuang's mind. "The Sword Soul Heart's test has nothing to do with strength. It's all about personal will. Back then, Yu the Great, as a mortal, made the Sword Soul Heart submit, which proves this point. Mu Xiaobai and Du Wanli are not ordinary people after all. Heaven has its reasons for sending them to this critical juncture."

"Hmm, that makes sense..."

After the rain of swords subsided, the two figures reappeared, having indeed held on.

Du Wanli roared in pain, but remained conscious. Mu Xiaobai's brows furrowed and his expression twisted, but he still held onto Tian Bulian's hand tightly.

The Sword Soul Heart didn't break them; they persevered!

As the protagonist, his willpower far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Tian Bulian fainted. The shattering of the Heart-Suppressing Lock had a huge backlash on her, and with the repeated use of the Truth, she could no longer hold on. Mu Xiaobai did not give up on her, and held her hand tightly, lifting her up.

The stone loosened, and Mu Xiaobai nearly fell.

"Watch out!!" Jiu Bahuang cried out in alarm, his heart pounding.

Fortunately, all was well and Mu Xiaobai managed to keep her balance and avoid falling.

The sword rain interfered with the soul, and the most troublesome thing was that the closer one was to the Sword Soul Heart, the more easily one would be disturbed by the Sword Soul Heart's aura. At this moment, both of them entered the Sword Soul Heart's aura range, and their minds were severely damaged at the same time.

Mu Xiaobai felt dizzy, as if countless hands were trying to pull her into a dream. Her mind was in turmoil, her will was on the verge of collapse, and even her memories of her past life were becoming hazy.

"No, we absolutely cannot die here like this."

"I am the protagonist. There are people I love in that world. For their sake, I cannot die here."

"If I die, my younger siblings will have to go back to that village and live a life of poverty."

"How could I allow such a thing to happen?!"

A wisp of black flame burned in Mu Xiaobai's eyes, instantly igniting the sword light residing in his eyes.

Mu Xiaobai roared in a low voice, and despite being unable to move easily, he actually managed to carry Tian Bulian on his back.

Her body erupted with a power that even a true immortal dared not underestimate.

She is an earth immortal, without traces of the Great Dao, without the truth, unlike Tian Bulian and the God of Wine, her physical body has not undergone much modification.

But even so, she was carrying a fainted immortal on her back, clinging firmly to the stone wall.

Even if it's on the verge of collapse.

Even when the situation is critical.

"I, Mu Xiaobai, never rely on others. If I face a desperate situation, I will overcome it; if I am in despair, I will overcome it. I will constantly strengthen myself to protect those I care about. This is my motto, Mu Xiaobai!"

She gripped the rocks and began climbing again.

Jiu Bahuang looked pleased.

The three royal attendants looked at each other in disbelief.

"Does my Qian Kingdom still have such a talent?"

"Such willpower is probably comparable to that of a true immortal, isn't it?"

"Indeed, if he hadn't died halfway through, he would surely have become a true immortal."

The three celestial beings spoke frankly.

Xu Baxian looked at Mu Xiaobai, and seeing that the other party had withstood the sword rain that even a True Immortal couldn't withstand, his expression also changed, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The Guardian Heaven Sect..."

Su Murong snorted coldly; she couldn't wait for Mu Xiaobai to fall down.

She knew a little about Song Panning's plan, which was why she hoped no one would stop Yang Pingsheng. What would happen to her doctor if the Sword Soul Heart was taken or destroyed by the Guardian Sect?

The people trapped in the orb of light had different thoughts, after all, no one expected that in the end it would be a contest between earth immortals to determine who would own the Sword Soul Heart.

Unfortunately, this Earth Immortal was ultimately just an Earth Immortal from the Heavenly Guardian Sect, the three royal retainers sighed helplessly.

However, a glint flashed in Xu Baxian's eyes. He felt the ground tremble and thought to himself, "It's here."

Rumble.

Jiu Bahuang frowned: "What's that noise?"

The rocks trembled, and a streak of blue light shot straight up from the mountaintop into the sky, illuminating the originally dark clouds.