The improved female villains regained their memories.

That is the highest authority of Heaven. As long as the highest authority remains unchanged, the rules of life and death will not change.

Ke Ye Bu Xin...

Jiang Mo forced himself to calm down and asked, "How did you do that?"

Ye Buxin countered, "Why can't it be done?"

She raised her hand, as if lifting something up or grasping something, and said, "The essence of immortals is that of great thieves, constantly stealing everything between heaven and earth. From spiritual energy to Dao traces, and finally to the origin of the Heavenly Dao. These originally belonged to heaven and earth, but they were stolen by us immortals."

"The same applies to the power of life and death; once you understand the rules, you can steal it for your own use."

The green patterns on his palm slowly faded away, and Ye Buxin shouted, "Well done, Jiang Mochang. You've already killed me once. To preserve my final reincarnation, I used this killing move, turning my life into two. As a reward for holding out against me for so long, I'll mercifully let you enjoy the thrill of killing me."

"But similarly, I will completely annihilate your soul, making it impossible for you to reincarnate. No matter how many times you reincarnate or how many times time flows backward, I will leave you without a trace."

"The new world will completely lose Jiang Mochang!"

With a wave of her hand, Jiang Mochang was pulled in front of her.

Those restraints had disappeared, and Ye Buxin had returned to her peak form, while Jiang Mochang, with his broken body, was powerless to resist.

However, the moment Ye Buxin grabbed Jiang Mochang's neck, the latter's entire body burst into flames. The next moment, countless pink hues erupted from her body, and her remains transformed into a talisman.

The pink talisman ignored Ye Buxin's hand and stuck to her body, enveloping her in countless rays of light, rendering her unable to move.

"You turned your own body into a talisman, you're insane." Ye Buxin sneered, "Now I'm saving myself trouble, anyway, once the talisman burns out, your existence will almost disappear."

"It was all in vain."

As soon as she finished speaking, the talisman began to burn slowly, and the falling ashes scattered, each wisp being Jiang Mochang's soul.

Despite the excruciating pain, Jiang Mo Chang remained silent.

This cruel demon has been fighting endlessly since the beginning of her own world, but who would have known that she likes to eat sweets, likes cute things, and is very afraid of pain?

Some people do know about it, namely Yang Pingsheng.

They had walked together, in ancient temples, in snow-capped mountains, and in forests.

Later, they joined a gang and met many people. That period was a rare time of peace for Jiang Mochang.

From that time on, she never had peace again.

Facing this king of the heavens, she either erupted or endured, confronting him through countless cycles of life, until now.

Don't call it ordinary, don't call it commonplace.

The pink talisman emitted Jiang Mochang's voice: "Perhaps you are right, perhaps everything I have done has been in vain. If I hadn't met Yang Pingsheng, if I hadn't gotten involved in your affairs, I wouldn't know so much. Without knowing so much, I could have lived a mediocre life over and over again."

"Like a puppet, like a character in a story."

"I, Jiang Mochang, will not be that kind of person!"

The pink power tightly bound them, freezing time and space.

Ye Buxin shook his head and sighed, "How laughable and pathetic."

Her body emitted a green light, and she raised her hand and waved.

The pink color was teetering on the brink of collapse, but it stubbornly held on.

Jiang Mochang laughed loudly, "This is not an ordinary talisman formed by burning life force, but a talisman formed by burning my existence. I know I can't hurt you, so I can only use this method to keep you here."

"If you want me to disappear so badly, I won't need you to do it; I'll do it myself!"

Hahahahahahahahaha!

Her laughter echoed through Taixu.

Ye Buxin stopped speaking. In the pink light, she remained silent for a long time.

In the chaotic Taixu, only Jiang Mochang's laughter could be heard.

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The Heavenly Guardian Sect, behind the slope of Sun and Moon Mountain

Dionysus straightened his clothes, lost in thought, and came to Ling Tianxin's side. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Even the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao is gone. Will it still send someone over?"

Since the Heavenly Dao incarnation was defeated in the battle in the capital, the Heavenly Dao prompts have stopped responding and are almost as if they were dead.

Ling Tianxin smiled and said, "The incarnations of the Heavenly Dao are the consciousnesses of the previous protagonists. Although these consciousnesses have disappeared, their influence on the Heavenly Dao remains, and it is still on our side."

The God of Wine sighed, "It's all thanks to your deduction, Little Bell. If it were someone else, they would probably have given up hope. But since you've predicted that the Heavenly Dao will send the last two protectors together, why not just predict the information about the last two villains as well?"

Of course, it's because of insufficient information and vague deductions.

But Ling Tianxin didn't say that; she just smiled and said, "We'll know when the last two protectors arrive."

Once the last two arrive, she can begin to revive the guardians who died earlier, in order to make arrangements for the final battle.

She looked towards the mountaintop, where the figures of divine beasts appeared one after another, surrounding the last wisp of Heavenly Dao essence that Ling Tianxin had placed there, trying their best to consolidate their strength.

To help the mythical beasts, Ling Tianxin even used the Wuhe Flower. Now that things have come to this, she has nothing left to hide.

Whether it's Ling Tiandu or Ling Tianxin, with the villains about to launch an attack, whoever can repel the villains' attack will become the leader of the Guardian Heaven Sect.

As Ling Tianxin watched, she suddenly sighed, "War is truly terrifying. For one reason or another, people always want to start wars to solve problems, but they never expected that the problems brought about by war would only increase."

Dionysus scratched his head, not understanding why Ling Tianxin suddenly said that, and could only ask, "Little Ling'er, when you create a new world, will it make the world free of war?"

Ling Tianxin smiled and said, "I would like such a world."

Dionysus nodded decisively: "If you want to do it, then do it. Whatever Little Bell wants to do, I will support you."

Of the twelve guardians, the one who has always been the most supportive of Ling Tianxin is the God of Wine, in the past, now, and in the future.

Ling Tianxin smiled helplessly, "Although I am very touched, it's not good for you to spoil me like this, Uncle Wine God."

It was rare for her to act like such a girl. In the light of the changing sun and moon, her eyes were as clear as a mountain spring, sparkling with pure and flawless light. Every blink seemed to cleanse the dust from people's hearts.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, each strand swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance—the purest scent of lilies among all flowers, a fragrance that soothes the soul. The God of Wine sniffed, his eyes inexplicably moistening. If his daughter had grown up safely, she would probably be about the same age as Ling Tianxin.

He ultimately buried his past sorrows deep in his heart, and with a smile, he patted his chest and said, "Little Ling'er, don't worry. Even without other protectors, I will risk my life to fight the villains to the death and make sure they can't get close to you."

Ling Tianxin said, "Uncle Wine God, please don't say that. I really hope you can witness the new world with me."

In the new world, everyone will come back to life, including his daughter.

This is Ling Tianxin's promise to the god of wine.

Dionysus said, "That would be best!"

If everything ends perfectly, that would be the best outcome.

But the God of Wine knew that was impossible. From Tianren Mountain to the grasslands to the battle of the capital, the forces of the two sides were constantly shifting. The villains were getting stronger and stronger, while the Guardian Sect was getting weaker and weaker.

Ling Tianxin had been telling Dionysus about some vague images she had deduced for the final battle. These images didn't prove anything, but Dionysus already had a premonition.

In the final battle of the Heavenly Guardian Sect, he will probably have to fight desperately.

Those opponents included those with exceptional wisdom and unparalleled formations, those with formidable strength capable of taking on ten opponents single-handedly, and those who took unconventional and unorthodox approaches... These outstanding individuals were among the most prominent figures in other worlds.

Dionysus never thought he was anything special, not to mention he was always getting beaten up by a mere earth immortal. However, for Ling Tianxin's dream, for that so-called new world, he had made up his mind to risk everything.

Just then, the faint shadow of a door appeared in the sky above the Sun and Moon Mountain.

Then, two figures descended from the sky and landed behind the Sun and Moon Hill.

Ling Tianxin was already prepared there.

Seeing that the two guardians had their eyes closed, Ling Tianxin quickly checked them over and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Dionysus asked, "How is it?"

Ling Tianxin replied, "Now, the protectors have all gathered."

The next step is simply to resurrect the dead.

Life and death have always been taboo. Resurrection-type forbidden techniques and killing moves are essentially related to time and space. Even if resurrection is possible, it is nothing more than some afterimages or fragments.

True resurrection has never existed.

However, Ling Tianxin dared to claim that she could be resurrected and made the protectors die like that.

"With the world in my palm, I have collected all their souls."

"Now, it's time to build them new bodies."

She looked toward the place where the divine beasts were consolidating their strength.

The rays of the sun and moon intertwine, and in that central position, a flower that covers the entire mountain floats quietly in the sky, radiating a dreamlike color.

Chapter 509 Stability, Wisdom, Glory, Mo Chang, Life

Under the deep night sky, the palace lay quietly in the embrace of the capital, like a sleeping giant. Moonlight, like fine threads, bathed the glazed tile roof in a silvery glow, reflecting starlight as if celestial stars had fallen to earth and adorned this magnificent building.

The palace walls stood tall, their vermilion surfaces appearing even more solemn and majestic under the moonlight, while the magnificent golden dragon and phoenix reliefs peeked out from the shadows, adding to the air of mystery.

Xu Anlu followed closely behind Yang Pingsheng.

The two stood on the high wall, the cold night wind blowing, making their hearts sink slightly, sinking into an unseen abyss.

Xu Anlu spoke up: "What would you like to talk to me about, sir?"

Yang Pingsheng smiled and said, "I'd like to talk to you about the past."

We had plenty to talk about back then.

Xu Anyin was about to burst out excitedly, but Xu Anlu suppressed him with a thought and said calmly, "The situation has been a bit bad lately. If you have nothing else to do, sir, you should rest early. I still need to cultivate."

Yang Pingsheng asked, "Is it the condensation of the traces of the Great Dao?"

Xu Anlu shook her head: "We need to cultivate spiritual energy. We can't rely on Xiaoyin's spiritual energy forever."

After saying that, she added, "I want to pursue physical cultivation."

Body cultivation, achieving sainthood through physical means, is indeed a good path for Xu Anlu.

However, time is tight. Even with Wen Shihan's extremely fast cultivation speed, it is impossible to recover to the level of a True Immortal in such a short time. Body cultivation takes far more time than other methods. If Xu Anlu wants to become a True Immortal in this way, she may not have enough time.

Let alone decades, even a hundred years would be enough to become a true immortal through this, and that would be considered genius.

Yang Pingsheng gazed at the girl intently and asked, "Are you under a lot of pressure?"

Xu Anlu looked at Yang Pingsheng: "I was naive before and always thought too simply. I was protected and loved by others, so I only focused on the things in front of me and just wanted to be myself without restraint. But, what does it mean to be yourself? After so many things happened, whether it was Xiaoyin or you, as those things gradually faded away, I realized that wanting certain things is my own thought. Regardless of whether other people's opinions have any influence, it is still my own thought."