The improved female villains regained their memories.

A burst of green light erupted, and the six top experts appeared together, surrounding Yang Pingsheng.

Each of the six of them had a green light flash in their eyes, and their [essence] was completely replaced, becoming the incarnation of Ye Buxin.

Ye Buxin looked at Yang Pingsheng's silent expression, smiled helplessly, and raised her hand.

"Stop pretending to be calm. You are the one who made the mistake, Pingsheng."

"You have too much faith in the wisdom of the people and want to be the one who does nothing, only to bear the mistakes of the world. But unfortunately, as I said before, the people need to be guided by the strong."

A lush green surged in from all directions like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire space. The green seemed to be alive, shimmering with a mysterious and powerful light, and faintly carrying a chilling aura.

Her beautiful eyes were like bottomless, icy pools, coldly staring at Yang Pingsheng. Unlike the slight smile on her lips, her eyes radiated a surging, intense hatred.

Yang Pingsheng swung his hand violently, as if to suppress Ye Buxin in front of him, but suddenly a tearing pain came from his back. The sword and knife pierced through his body, breaking his protective magic treasure and spiritual energy.

The floating Ye Buxin shattered like an illusion, and the real Ye Buxin stood behind him, piercing his body with a celestial artifact.

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"It really is the reaction I expected, Pingsheng."

“I knew you wouldn’t give in, wouldn’t apologize, and just wanted to kill me and end this nightmare.”

"It's heartbreaking. How did I become your nightmare?"

She raised her finger, and green and gold threads simultaneously covered and wrapped Yang Pingsheng.

"However, it would be ridiculous for you to think you can break free from me now."

"Whether you want to discard, bury, or forget, it doesn't matter to me."

"I'm going to vent my old anger on you and make you pay the price you deserve. That's what I'm going to do."

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Blood splattered on the ground, forming shocking blood flowers. Ye Buxin's eyes showed no pity, and she continued to apply pressure with her other hand.

Yang Pingsheng fought desperately, enduring excruciating pain, and unleashed a deadly immortal technique.

With a hum, the surrounding space was sealed off as the six masters attacked together in an attempt to suppress it.

"afraid of what?"

"You've already lost everything, haven't you?"

Ye Bu smiled, drew his Gentleman's Sword, and then struck again.

Yang Pingsheng caught the sword with his hand. His body was covered in golden and green light, and he withstood the pressure exerted by the six masters. His black eyes did not waver in the slightest.

Ye Bu smiled, and the knife that Yang Pingsheng had buried before suddenly reappeared in her hand. She threw the knife to Yang Pingsheng.

"If you want to kill me, then come on. You can try. Use this knife, the knife I gave you, and see if you can still kill me."

Chapter 657 Without entering this game, there will never be peace.

It's snowing heavily.

Yang Pingsheng remembers snow.

It snowed when he first met his senior brother.

I was delivering something to my senior sister at Wangtianya when it snowed.

Later, I met that person, and we got to know each other, with snow as a witness.

It's snowing heavily.

Such heavy snow buried all suffering and blood feuds, leaving only a vast expanse of white, looking so clean.

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Fate has chosen its master.

As the knife fell in front of him, Yang Pingsheng saw those golden threads again.

The feelings he once placed in have become an endless poison that he can't eradicate no matter how hard he tries.

Beams of green light rose up in the capital, and the avatars he had painstakingly abolished earlier began to descend one after another.

Ye Buxin is more cunning and treacherous than before. Just as she herself said, she will no longer give Yang Pingsheng any chance.

Those avatars were all carefully selected and improved by her. Even when the six masters were replaced, Yang Pingsheng did not notice at all.

"Pick up the knife, that's all I have in my life."

Yang Pingsheng didn't pick it up; it was a knife he had buried himself, so of course he wouldn't pick it up again.

The pressure and restrictions on him were increasing, and he gritted his teeth and stood up.

If Ye Buxin is still alive, the world will once again be plunged into bloodshed.

He saw that scene—

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The village was reduced to ruins, the fields were stained red with blood, and the river was blocked by corpses.

People cried, screamed, and struggled amidst the flames of war; suspicion, like an invisible poison, was poured down the throats of everyone.

People became increasingly mired in the cruelty of war, fighting and struggling amidst mutual distrust.

People under heaven will never find peace.

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"Never finding peace" means the world will be in chaos.

If Ye Buxin hadn't altered the fate of humanity, then humanity could have enjoyed a period of peace. But now that fate has been changed, Ye Buxin controls the destiny of everyone in the world, and she simply doesn't care about this.

Everyone's fate is in that person's hands, and that person controls the hidden place. With the two combined, who in the whole world can escape Ye Buxin's schemes?

That is the highest strategy, the highest wisdom, which cannot be compared to human intelligence.

The earthy yellow energy was suppressed by the complex light, shattering in bursts. Ye Buxin watched as her former confidant was suppressed and then stood up ferociously. At that moment, she knew that he would not admit defeat.

Although they were no longer close friends, and although they had broken off their friendship, she knew that he would not admit defeat.

"You won't even pick up the knife?" she asked Yang Pingsheng.

"If you won't even pick up a knife, how can you defeat me?" she asked again.

She saw the yellowish-brown light like a dim twilight, mixed with deep darkness.

She could see into Yang Pingsheng's heart—complex, confused, persistent... It was truly a beautiful heart, but now she loathed it.

"I'm asking you a question. You've never even been willing to pick up a knife in your life, so how do you plan to defeat me?"

As she thrust her sword forward, the green and earthy yellow hues mingled, creating a dazzling display.

Once close friends, now bitter enemies.

Ye Buxin looked at him, her dark eyes showing no trace of regret.

"I won't regret it," she thought she heard him say.

Something has descended.

The blade struck something hard, producing a crisp sound.

The armor covered Yang Pingsheng, protecting him from everything.

That was Yang Pingsheng's magical artifact.

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"My lifelong wish is for peace to prevail over the world."

"I never wanted my sister to get involved, but now it seems there's no other way."

"I have lived my whole life for you."

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Yang Pingsheng looked up and gazed into Ye Buxin's eyes.

"Bu Xin, you're still a long way from making me admit defeat."

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Ye Buxin ultimately failed to subdue him.

Even though she had prepared for a long time and made many preparations, Yang Pingsheng was also growing. During his time as the sect leader of the Ghost Valley Sect, he did not waste his time in the desolate mountains.

He has embarked on a completely different path from Ye Buxin.

The burst of immortal artifacts, the second-improved spatial killing move, combined with the small amount of Taixu power obtained, all left Ye Buxin in awe.

She watched as the person in front of her unleashed their power, forcefully tearing through the restrictions and space, escaping through the gap.

Her eyes trembled slightly, and strands of green hair fluttered in the wind, stirred by the turbulent air currents.

He truly deserves to be her confidant; he's a real savior.

He would not yield like that. His fate, his soul, would not yield. She knew him too well. Heaven had bestowed upon him such talent and such suffering, yet he had never bowed his head even slightly. How could he possibly bow his head to her?

"Only enemies like that have meaning."

“Only an enemy like this is worthy of being my opponent, Ye Buxin. I will control your destiny, master your soul, and engrave you in my heart, to be remembered forever.”

"I truly admire you, my life."

She stood in the sky above the capital, and at that moment she was somewhat dazed.

The surroundings were empty. Even though there were people around, it still felt empty. From the sky to the ground, everything was green, eerily quiet.

The road without close friends is so lonely.

She longed to share things with him like before, but alas, those days were gone.

If only that knife hadn't been used.

If it weren't for that one cut...

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Yang Pingsheng, you should just obediently die.