The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yes, how could one possibly refine elixirs in a world where spiritual energy is declining?

He looked at the blood-stained broadsword again and couldn't help but laugh at himself. Look, he didn't listen to his father when he was young and didn't practice his sword properly. Now he's in this state.

Looking back now, I realize I've really failed. My son is useless, I couldn't keep my daughter-in-law, and I only have this one granddaughter, who lives a miserable life, neither human nor ghost.

If we could do it all over again.

If only I could do it all over again...

Suddenly, the sun was shining brightly, and he stood there blankly, realizing that he was in a room.

His father stood before him, his voice stern yet authoritative: "Qian Mo, did you hear me? From today onwards, stop refining pills."

"No, Father, I want to refine elixirs!"

"Didn't I tell you that spiritual energy will decline? Even if you refine it your whole life, you won't be able to refine an immortal pill."

"I know, but I still want to refine the most powerful elixir!"

If I could do it all over again...

Hehehehehe......

Haha ...

Tears streamed down his aged face.

Like a final burst of energy before death, Qian Mo covered his face and chuckled softly.

He still couldn't change anything.

Even if he had to do it all over again, he couldn't change anything!

Because people are just so unwilling to accept things as they are.

He turned his head slightly and looked into the depths of the cave.

"Go, little one, show me the most powerful elixir..."

He lowered his head slightly and died with a smile on his face.

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Su Murong's popularity combined with the Heavenly Array produced an incredible effect.

The eerie head descended, and the entire Heavenly Array spread out with human energy. The array's core was like a person's dantian, operating automatically, inexhaustible and ever-flowing.

"My lord is mighty!" Zhuque shouted excitedly, beating Mu Xiaobai even harder.

"Ah, that's awesome!" Even the White Tiger was affected, his eyes bloodshot with killing intent. "I'll fucking kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!!!"

Xuanwu is usually silent, but it is also very excited.

With three celestial spirit beasts attacking from both sides, Mu Xiaobai was in dire straits.

Let alone assassinating Su Murong, her immense popularity makes it difficult for her to even retreat now.

Seeing the images of the lower realm, Ling Tianxin knew the situation was dire, so she frantically activated the Cloud Dream Array.

Originally, with Yinglong's intervention, the foundation of the Heavenly Array was destroyed, and she could have easily conquered the lower realm.

Once she annexes the lower realm, she will immediately withdraw her troops, surround the attacking royal forces and villains, and complete the counterattack.

But now...

"The popularity is soaring!!"

Su Murong shouted, and the giant black shadow formed from human energy gradually took on a human shape.

Humane killing move – the devil's nightmare.

Controlled by Su Murong, he reached out and crushed thousands of bizarre heads.

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long long ago.

"Is he the one who terrified ghosts, the genius boy who once had the best chance of becoming an Earth Immortal?"

"Yes, that's him. He doesn't take the killer route; he doesn't even want that kind of marriage."

"He's a madman. It's said that the princess even threatened to commit suicide for him, but it was no use. In the end, she was still forced to marry him."

"Useless. He can't even protect his own woman."

"Exactly, they're crazy for not trying to break through to the Earth Immortal realm when they have the chance."

"Fool."

"idiot."

Gui Jianchou sat in a chair with the black-covered ancient book in front of him.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating his face.

He once had a bright future, but now he has lost everything.

The prerequisite for drawing talismans based on popularity is a foundation of popularity, but becoming an Earth Immortal will result in a significant loss of popularity, which is why Guijianchou has never become an Earth Immortal.

People called him stupid, dumb, and foolish, but he didn't say a word.

The candlelight cast a faint glow, illuminating the old black book.

Popularity draws talismans, popularity draws talismans.

He reached out and touched the book's cover as if it were his most precious possession.

The world seemed to be mocking him, and he felt as if he heard even more people taunting him.

"Haha, this guy is a madman. What does it matter to him if the spiritual energy is gone? He just had to do this kind of thing. Now look what's happened, he's lost his home and his woman has run away. I'm so happy."

"You've abandoned your family for what you want to do. Do you even deserve to be called a son?"

"He's hopelessly stupid. Doesn't he know how to do research in secret? What normal person would openly contradict His Majesty like that? He deserves it."

The flames flickered in Guijianchou's eyes, lingering there.

Is he abnormal? Perhaps.

He's probably really gone mad. He doesn't want anything, he doesn't care about anything, he's throwing himself into this whole thing, and who knows what the outcome will be.

Is it worth destroying everything in exchange for an unknown future?

Is it worth it?

He questioned himself.

Darkness enveloped him, but the flame in his pupils burned, burned, and grew larger and larger.

His heart was already ablaze with fervor.

"Of course it's worth it!"

“The decline of spiritual energy is a problem that must be solved. Since no one has brought it up, I will do it.”

"Whether we succeed or fail, we can accumulate experience for future generations, so what's not worth it!"

"Fuck Your Majesty, fuck the royal family."

"There are already many Earth Immortals, but none of them have the desire to solve this problem."

"Then I'll be the first!"

He might really be insane.

But so what? Let him go crazy.

Let him go completely mad, let him go mad without any restraint.

Forget about wealth, immortality, and royalty—to hell with it all!

Let him be a madman, let him become this madman who keeps banging his head against the wall.

Even if he can't break through the wall, his blood will stain it red.

So that future generations can see whether this wall actually exists!

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Lightning erupted, wreaking havoc in all directions.

The illusory image of the wine jar continuously repaired the body of the God of Wine, while simultaneously replenishing the traces of the Great Dao, spiritual energy, and supporting the strength of his killing moves.

He withstood the thunder and unleashed his killing move, blasting Luo Benmo away from a distance.

Qingtian, who had been driven back, charged forward again, his delicate fists gathering demonic energy to deliver a devastating blow.

A fist capable of smashing a mountain landed on Dionysus.

boom!

Dionysus quickly repaired his body, flipped over, summoned a fist shadow, and struck towards the blue sky.

Song Panning activated her formation, and a small, mobile repair formation enveloped Qing Tian's entire body.

She quickly set up various formations, such as protective formations and demonic energy gathering formations, continuously enhancing the area around Qingtian.

Song Panning was not afraid of the God of Wine entering the formation due to close combat. These formations were designed to counter demonic energy enhancements, and the God of Wine could not use them at all.

Boom boom boom!

Qing Tian doesn't know any fancy boxing techniques; he just practices boxing in a simple and unpretentious way.

His entire body was constantly breaking and repairing itself, and even the god of wine was in pain, grimacing in agony.

He endured the pain and roared, "The God of Wine is invincible!"

The white light surged, the aura of the God of Wine intensified, and the concentration of spiritual energy increased tenfold.

Bang bang bang!

Even so, Qingtian did not give up.

She clenched her fists and punched Dionysus again and again.

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long long ago.