The improved female villains regained their memories.

The shield cracked immediately upon being struck by the spiritual energy, forcing Qing Tian to increase his demonic energy to block the aftershocks.

Luo Benmo's body was enveloped in surging spiritual energy, and his silver hair stood up, dancing wildly in the spiritual energy storm, like silver flames burning.

An indescribable majesty appeared on her originally ethereal face. Her eyes were tightly closed, yet the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be driven by her will, forming a huge vortex around her.

The vortex spun rapidly, sucking in everything in the sealed chamber that could be sucked in. The flaking stone chips and shimmering fragments were all pulverized in the vortex, turning into specks of starlight.

Watching all this from behind Qing Tian, ​​Song Panning thought to herself that rescuing Luo Benmo first was definitely the right thing to do.

She was the one who set up the grand formation, so she could sense its state most clearly—the formation creaked painfully under the impact of spiritual energy, as if it would be shattered into dust at any moment. The originally calm air rippled violently, like a lake surface rippled by a boulder thrown in.

Luo Benmo's spiritual sea is not vast, and the total amount of spiritual energy is not high. However, with the Void Spiritual Root, there is no need to worry about the lack of spiritual energy.

Having simply switched from a lightning spiritual root to an ethereal spiritual root, she will likely have to rebuild her previous killing moves.

'However, this is for the best. Now that Luo Benmo has fighting power, at least I don't have to hide like a rat anymore.'

Thinking of this, Song Panning said, "Pack up quickly, let's leave here."

Luo Benmo glanced at her, snorted coldly, and turned to walk out.

Song Panning was speechless. What are you so proud of now? Have you forgotten how you cried before?

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The sky, which was originally as blue as a jewel, suddenly changed dramatically.

The snow-white clouds began to gather and churn rapidly, like surging white waves crashing across the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds gathered thicker and thicker, rising higher and higher, its momentum like a thousand troops galloping past, emitting a deep rumble.

Amidst the sea of ​​clouds, the figures of a group of immortals appeared and disappeared.

The immortal at the forefront, his white robe fluttering in the wind like a flowing galaxy, his face as white as jade, his eyes as deep as stars, was none other than the young Zhiyuan and a group of heroes from the alliance.

Under the baptism of the Heavenly Dao, everyone became True Immortals. With a slight release of their pressure, the inn below collapsed and was destroyed.

“We’re too late.” Consort Ling shook her head. “Song Panning must have anticipated this, so she retreated before us.”

"Hmph, your deduction isn't very good either," Tian Bulian mocked. "It's not even as good as Ling Tianxin's."

Ling Feizi remained calm, unaffected by Tian Bulian's words, as if she hadn't heard them at all.

Zhiyuan glanced at Tianbulian and said, "Alright, no matter how she runs, she can't escape our range. Consort Ling, which direction did they retreat in?"

“Over there,” Consort Ling replied instantly.

Zhiyuan gave a low shout and set off, the rolling clouds chasing after the direction Song Panning had fled.

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Taixu.

An unnamed black fire slowly burned.

There was no boundary between heaven and earth, no radiance of the sun, moon, or stars; only endless grayness, like a thick fog, permeated the air. This world was eerily silent, without a breath of wind or a trace of life, as if it were a corner forgotten by the world.

Finally, the black fire went out, revealing two dark figures.

The charred skin gradually peeled off, and the new skin became more resilient under the tempering of the flames. The bones made a "crackling" sound in the flames, as if they were being reshaped, becoming thicker and more powerful.

"call........"

Yang Pingsheng slowly exhaled and blew away the last of the cigarette ash.

"Xiaohan, how are you?"

"That's enough, brother. I've followed your flow and completely mastered the True Mark of the Great Dao."

Yang Pingsheng asked, "Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Wen Shihan smiled and replied, "No, thank you for your concern, brother. I'm fine."

Qi Feng lay prone not far away, watching the two with half-closed eyes.

But no one paid any attention to it. Wen Shihan asked, "Brother, this stage is complete. What about the next stage?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "The next stage is also the final stage, but it needs to be completed with the help of the chaotic energy when we get close to Taixu."

Wen Shihan asked, "Aren't we in Taixu right now? Can't we just borrow it directly?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "To obtain complete chaotic energy, these are merely fragments of chaotic energy. Only a complete flow of chaotic energy can follow all the way back to the beginning of nothingness and then completely encompass the Great Void."

Wen Shihan narrowed his eyes: "Brother, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Yang Pingsheng smiled helplessly: "With the rules in place, how can I lie?"

Wen Shihan remained silent for a long time. Indeed, the constraints of the Land of Rules were very strong, and even if Yang Pingsheng had reached his current level, it would be difficult for him to break through them.

Forcibly defying the rules will ignite the flames of annihilation. Wen Shihan understands his elder brother; in this situation, he would not casually abandon his own life.

So she asked, "Brother, what should we do next?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "Let's go back to reality and find other female villains."

Wen Shihan's tone was unfriendly: "Which villain does elder brother want to find first?"

No matter who she chooses, they'll all be glamorous and alluring in her eyes.

Yang Pingsheng took a deep breath and slowly uttered three words: "Time to return is good."

Wen Shihan was taken aback: "Why did you look for her first?"

Yang Pingsheng took out Luo Yi from his pocket, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Wen Shihan clicked his tongue, forcibly suppressing the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

She really did hate those people.

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Next to the palace where the Heavenly Dao resides, there is a special building.

The building's exterior exudes a gloomy atmosphere, with mottled walls covered in moss, heavy wooden doors tightly shut and covered in rust, and only a small square window letting in a faint light.

Two guards stood at the entrance, their faces cold and their eyes empty, like two robots.

Inside was a long, narrow corridor with dim oil lamps hanging on the walls. The lamp wicks flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

The corridor was lined with small cells, filled with a putrid stench, and the corners were piled with moldy straw.

Shi Guijia slightly raised her eyes.

Her once soft and beautiful blonde hair was now disheveled, mixed with straw and dust.

Her fair face was covered with bruises and scars. She huddled in a corner of the cell, her tattered clothes unable to conceal the numerous wounds on her body.

Footsteps came from the corridor and stopped at the door.

Clang, clang—

The person standing at the door seemed to be playing a prank, deliberately banging on something. The jarring sound made Shi Guijia tremble and shrink back inside.

Some unpalatable food was roughly thrown out of the window and onto the ground, splashing mud and water that soiled the only clean spot in Shi Guijia.

Tap tap tap, the person walked away, their footsteps were rhythmic, not like a human could walk like that.

"You look terrible."

Shi Guijia's body jolted suddenly. A familiar voice came from beside her. She turned her head and saw a graceful young woman.

She was still wearing that white dress, her squinty eyes, which were hard to see clearly, were filled with laughter, her flaxen hair fell naturally, and a silk ribbon was tied around her waist. Her gentle smile concealed countless sorrows.

"...It's you."

"Yes, it's been a long time. How is Miss Shi Guijia?"

"As you can see, I've gone mad."

I can't sense it from your words.

"Of course, since I'm the only one who can see you right now."

In reality, the prison cell was empty, with only Shi Guijia huddled there.

"My past life."

Zhi Zixun sighed as she entered the cage constructed within her inner spiritual world.

"Don't you want to go out?"

"Is it that I don't want to?" Shi Guijia glared at her, gesturing for her to look at the seal on the mental prison. "Ye Buxin destroyed my soul core, and my consciousness is sealed here. My body is out of control. What can I do?"

"You know what to do, merge with me."

"I refuse!"

"why?"

"How disgusting, I don't want to."

"...I am you."

"Then I definitely don't want to."

"It's really heartbreaking, we worked so well together in other timelines."

"Heh, you said it yourself, that's another timeline. If Network One fails, that timeline can no longer be covered."

Shi Guijia let out a long sigh.

Zhi Zixun also sighed and continued, "You know perfectly well that you are me and Yang Pingsheng is Jiuwu, but you still created two extra ones, trying to separate this life from the past life."

Shi Guijia sneered, "The past is the past. Dwelling on the past is a sign of immaturity."

"Then you shouldn't get involved in these things. Without you, the villains wouldn't be able to connect with each other."

"I'd like to do it, is that not allowed?"

"you........"

Neither of them could convince the other.

Both the physical prison and the mental prison have fallen into silence.

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After a long, long time, Zhi Zixun finally spoke: "Actually, I understand that you are unwilling to accept this."