The improved female villains regained their memories.

The phantom understood what the other party meant, sneered, and said, "Jiang Mochang, you are even crazier than I imagined."

If you stay in Taixu for too long, you will no longer be a human being.

Perhaps Jiang Mochang wasn't human to begin with; a normal person wouldn't choose to fight a protracted battle with Ye Buxin here.

"Hehehe~" Jiang Mochang made an expression that he thought was cute, but which the illusory figure found disgusting: "You want to persuade me with benefits or other nonsense, I admit, you are right, and I am indeed tempted, but these are just things that ordinary people follow, not things that I, Jiang Mochang, follow."

“Ordinary people don’t know what they want. They are influenced by worldly customs and it’s normal for them to choose mundane things. But I’m different. I, Jiang Mochang, will do things that are different from ordinary people.”

"Don't underestimate its ordinariness, don't underestimate its commonplace nature. You, Ye Buxin, asked me why I insist on going against you. The answer is simple: because I want to do it!"

When the mind is there, the body will follow.

I wanted to do it, so I did it; there was no other reason.

As the phantom watched the other party emit pink illusions and continuously construct a small world, she knew that Jiang Mochang could no longer be persuaded.

From now on, she will have one more major enemy.

This is the true demon, a phantom lamenting, doing as it pleases, with a clear mind and will never be swayed by any interests. Using the thoughts deep within its heart, it forcefully creates a living hell.

How can worldly interests sway a person who completely places their subjective consciousness above objective facts and thereby alters those facts?

They are shameless, acknowledging everything about themselves and taking pride in it; ethics, morality, and worldly values ​​cannot sway their hearts in the slightest.

Jiang Mochang back then, and the young girl now, are both like this.

"Another Jiang Mochang." The illusory figure looked at the girl again. This was the first time she had truly faced her, faced this future formidable enemy.

I don't know what the real entity is thinking, but at least the phantom really has no way to deal with it.

If the person who comes is Wen Shihan, Xu Anlu, or one of the female villains from before, the phantom could still think of a way. Those female villains are influenced by others' opinions, and as long as the interests are agreed upon, they really won't go against her—at least in several reincarnations, Ye Buxin has done so.

However, like Jiang Mochang, the girls knew those things were tempting and they did indeed want some of them, but they still wanted to do things their own way.

"Oppositional, stubborn, arrogant? Heh, no matter how you describe it, in a sense I have indeed been forced into a dilemma. This girl is just like that madman Jiang Mochang, stubbornly insisting on doing things her own way, even if it is painful, even if she will fail, she still wants to do it. Heh, clear mind and true heart, what many heroes and great men cannot do, actually a beastman who is not even a mortal immortal has done it."

She closed her eyes. In the green world, Jiang Mochang was about to break in. The two demons, one in the light and one in the shadows, were forcing her phantom figure into a corner with almost no way out.

Well done!

In life, there are many things to pursue, whether it's ideals or aspirations. As long as they are achieved, why bother about the process?

But some people need to be involved.

They insisted on following their own hearts, even if they were covered in wounds and faced many obstacles.

Because that's what they want to do.

The illusory figure slowly dissipated, and before it vanished, its dark eyes glanced at the girl before it one last time.

"Jiang Mochang, Yang Pingsheng, you've found a promising talent."

"Fine, then I'll let you have your way."

The phantom dissipated, following the gap in spacetime, returning to the green world to defend.

The girl sighed softly; she felt immense pressure in front of that illusory figure.

but......

She closed her eyes and felt a slight tremor in the space.

this is.

She started walking again, and she didn't know how long she walked—perhaps a second, perhaps ten years—but in any case, the space of Taixu trembled the moment she took her first step.

The pink and green sides, who were currently engaged in battle, were overjoyed. The pink figure laughed and said, "Ye Buxin, you've finally been humiliated. Go back and cry your eyes out!"

The phantom watched coldly, then retreated back into the small world with the green shadows, ceasing its attack.

The pink figure snorted smugly, and was about to go find the girl when she sensed something and was startled.

"This is......"

Beyond the spatial traces, in one of the few remaining areas of the Taixu native land, a small gray world is being born.

Chapter 455 Unforgettable

On an autumn afternoon, the sunlight slanted through the forest, casting a warm and tranquil golden glow. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms. Fallen leaves drifted gently in the breeze, carpeting the ground with golden leaves that rustled underfoot. In the distance, the mountains rose in a soft orange hue, the forests ablaze with color, like a meticulously painted oil painting. The former jungle village had been transformed into a landscape of towering buildings.

Ten years have passed since the new war between good and evil. In those ten years, the world has changed beyond recognition. The righteous path no longer exists, and the demonic sect has taken over the Central Plains. The former Kongling Sect has become the new leader of the demonic sect.

The leader of the Demonic Cult has four protectors, one of whom lives here. Because she is a werewolf, she built a large number of buildings in the werewolf tribe back then.

The majestic hall at the highest point was particularly eerie due to the cool autumn breeze. The werewolf guards at the entrance were in a deep beast form, wearing armor, tall and strong, with each of their markings already linear, clearly indicating the strength of a terrestrial immortal.

Despite it being daytime, the air was eerily cold. The closer one got to the main hall, the more one could feel the surging demonic energy around it. Several werewolf servants who passed by dared not speak loudly, or even make a loud breathing sound.

A shadow flickered, and a cloaked man stood at the bottom of the steps. A werewolf over two meters tall leaned down to look at him and roared, "Who!?"

"By order of the leader of the Demonic Cult," the man said, his voice clear and crisp, befitting his appearance. "To see the Western Protector."

The four guardians of the Demonic Cult leader are named after the four cardinal directions. The Western Guardian mentioned by the visitor is none other than Li Chumo, the new leader of the Werewolf Tribe.

The werewolf looked down at the cult leader's token presented by the newcomer, said nothing, and stepped aside.

Boom—

The main hall doors opened automatically, revealing an unfathomable depth. Only faint flickering spiritual flames could be seen, and sunlight could not penetrate the darkness within. Visitors could even smell a faint, lingering stench of blood emanating from within.

He remained unmoved and simply strode inside.

The young werewolf queen sat on her throne, her long purple hair cascading down her back. Her silvery-white fur gleamed coldly in the dim light, like an unmelted snowfield in winter. Her eyes were deep and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and her muscles were clearly defined, containing terrifying power.

As soon as the cloaked man entered, he felt time slow down. When it returned to normal, a terrifying demonic power spread behind him.

Click—

The door is closed.

"Are you, the dignified Protector of the East, still playing the game of being the leader's messenger?" A lazy and elegant voice sounded from behind the cloaked man.

He didn't move, but the hand was already on his shoulder. Out of the corner of his eye, the man saw that the hand had turned into a werewolf's claw, the tip containing a power he couldn't understand.

The man did not make any rash moves. Although the other party was behind him, he respectfully bowed to the front and said, "By order of the leader, I come to see the Western Protector."

The hand slowly retracted.

Countless flames lit up from both sides, and in the distance, Li Chumo had returned to the throne.

"What is it? Speak up," Li Chumo said casually, looking at his hand, which had returned to normal.

"The leader asked me to ask you, what's your decision?"

"I gave him the answer ten years ago, which was not to go."

Li Chumo seemed to have thought of something, her gaze fixed on the man, and after a long while she asked, "Is he all prepared?"

"Yes." The man nodded: "The will of this world has been weakened to the extreme. My lord, prepare to open a path to the main world."

What does he want?

"I hope you will reconsider, sir, after all, the cult leader has already demonstrated his strength."

Li Chumo sneered: "What kind of strength does he have? Has he reached the True Immortal level, or does he also have this kind of peculiar power like me?"

The man replied neither servilely nor arrogantly: "Our leader is now the number one in the world."

“That’s interesting.” Li Chumo grinned.

Time is a wondrous energy.

For Li Chumo, who possesses the power of the Great Void, she can control the flow of time in a certain area if she wants to. In the same ten years, she can have more time to cultivate.

However, the path of cultivation is extremely difficult. Not everyone is as shrewd as Wen Shihan. It may take ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or even a lifetime for a cultivator to break through their own bottleneck.

Li Chumo knew Xiao Qitian. That guy had ascended to the Heavenly Immortal realm using a secret treasure from the Demonic Sect. Let alone giving him ten or a hundred years, even a thousand or ten thousand years, he would find it difficult to break through again. His forcibly transformed spiritual root had already destined him to remain at this cultivation level for the rest of his life.

Now, they actually dare to call themselves the best in the world?

"Hehehehehehe."

Li Chumo let out a series of low, cold laughs. She knew the Eastern Protector in front of her. It was said that he used to be an ordinary family in Bailin City. He ran to the Demon Abyss because of a feud with someone. He was rescued by Xiao Qitian. After the Demon Sect entered the Central Plains, this Eastern Protector turned Bailin City into his own territory. His old enemy was also executed by slow slicing.

Ruthless, cruel, and most importantly, extremely loyal to Xiao Qitian; otherwise, he wouldn't have acted as a protector and carried out his duties. Xiao Qitian sent him here to force him to give an answer.

It's just a little ridiculous.

The fragrance of violets, mixed with demonic energy, slowly spread throughout the hall, and the air seemed to freeze.

Li Chumo suddenly pointed at the cloaked man and said, "If I kill you, will Xiao Qitian be angry?"

“You can try.” The cloaked man remained neither humble nor arrogant, ignoring the murderous aura emanating from Li Chumo. “But I bet you won’t succeed.”

"Do you want to give it a try?"

The cold light of the ghostly fire made Li Chumo's face look eerie, and the noble air emanating from her clothes made the man's aura pale in comparison. She smiled slightly, and time seemed to dance wherever her fingers traced its path.

The cloaked man sensed something and tensed up instantly.

pat.

He suddenly flung out several flying blades, aiming for Li Chumo's position.

But as if the entire space had been distorted, the moment the flying blade slashed past, Li Chumo's body disappeared. When he reappeared, the sharp claws were already at the man's throat.

"Who do you think is the best in the world?" Li Chumo asked.

"Naturally, it's the cult leader," the cloaked man replied.

The demonic aura emanating from the claws intensified, faintly mixed with the power of the Primordial Void. The cloaked man appeared unmoved, but cold sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

"Hehe, whatever you say goes."

Seeing the other person's secretly nervous expression, Li Chumo sneered and withdrew his hand.

She's number one in the world, she's too lazy to compete.

Power, status, and money are not that important to Li Chumo. She is now nominally second only to one person, but in reality, she and Xiao Qitian are just business partners. What she wants to do is none of Xiao Qitian's business.

The main world.

What's the point of going to a place like that?

She closed her eyes and felt her heart beating, a feeling she often experienced ever since killing that destined person.