The improved female villains regained their memories.

The Earthly Fiends retreated to the sides in fear, while the Heavenly Generals remained kneeling, not daring to breathe. Only the Four Heavenly Kings remained seated; Blood Dove closed his eyes, Monkey watched the show, Lone Wolf frowned, and only Iron Ox gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, his eyes filled with worry.

Yang Pingsheng was sent flying backward, spitting out blood. He crashed heavily at the entrance of the palace, his body covered in dust.

On his chest was a palm print containing lightning spiritual energy.

Just as he was about to get up, Luo Benmo appeared in front of him in a flash.

"You think you can make me break my promise just because you've cultivated a lousy spiritual root? Ha, my foolish brother, you're just ridiculous."

His bare feet were planted on Yang Pingsheng's shoulders, making it impossible for him to get up.

"I saved you back then and raised you. What right do you have to stand in front of me and expect me to change you?"

She looked down at Yang Pingsheng, her dark eyes flashing with lightning.

"Do you think you can call me 'brother' just because you have some power? Or are you saying you don't want to be my brother anymore?"

"Don't you dare say it's the second one, or I will definitely kill you, my good brother."

Chapter Eighteen Plan

Fresh blood spilled out.

On the stone steps, countless lightning dragons poured down, tearing flesh and causing pain that seeped into the bone marrow, emitting a pungent, burnt aroma.

I can't beat them...

Yang Pingsheng, trembling, lay prone on the stone steps, his vision blurred by a mixture of sweat and blood. He struggled to lift his head, and the silver-haired girl, silhouetted against the dark clouds, walked down at him from a high vantage point.

Before the fight, Yang Pingsheng had anticipated Luo Benmo's prowess, but he hadn't expected her to be this formidable.

"Earth Immortal..."

He wasn't a newly ascended Earth Immortal, but someone who had been at the Earth Immortal level for a long time. He didn't even know when Luo Benmo had broken through to Earth Immortal. Was it when he devoured Gu Tianran's spiritual root that year? Or at some other time? He didn't know.

His long, light green robe was now stained crimson with blood, and his hair was plastered to his brows with blood. Yang Pingsheng knelt on the stone steps, his hands bracing against the ground, barely managing to keep himself from collapsing.

They fought from inside the hall to outside. Yang Pingsheng originally thought he could hold out for a few more rounds, but he didn't expect to be beaten like this.

"sister……"

Boom!

Thunder roared from within the dark clouds. Luo Benmo looked at the kneeling boy before him, his eyes expressionless.

"You're willing to call me 'sister' now."

She smiled, her pure face making the world pale in comparison.

"But it wasn't for me that it was calling out."

She slowly squatted down, tilting her head: "Is it because I've been too good to you all these years that you've become rebellious towards me?"

"Sister... I didn't mean to disobey you."

Kneeling on the stone steps leading to the high hall, the scene before him began to make him dizzy. Yang Ping moved, seemingly aggravating his wounds, the pain almost causing him to faint. But he did not faint; instead, he forced a smile and then shakily extended his hand to Luo Benmo.

"You saved me back then, and I have nothing but gratitude and respect for you."

The blood-dripping hand remained there on Luo Benmo's forehead.

"So, I want to ask you to stop. Sister, you've gone down the wrong path. Turn back, for everyone's sake and for your own."

tick-

Blood dripped from his hands onto the stone slab.

no respond.

Luo Benmo stood up, his smile vanished, and his face became expressionless.

Back then, the wandering fortune teller pointed at her and said, "This child's fate is fraught with misfortune, loneliness, and hardship; she is a born bad person."

From then on, no one in the village, not even his own father, ever gave him a kind look again.

She didn't understand where she had gone wrong. She had tried her best to play her role well all along: a good daughter, a good friend, a good sister, and a good leader.

She did nothing wrong.

They were wrong.

Above, dark clouds, like a sea of ​​ink, churned and bubbled like boiling water. A deep vortex formed in the center, a fierce wind arose, and thunder roared from within the vortex. Lightning pierced the sky, proclaiming Luo Benmo's rage.

“Little brother, you said you would support me.”

Her face was contorted as she stared at Yang Pingsheng.

"You said you'd support me as long as I don't do anything bad. Or do you think—"

"—My sister did something bad; she's a bad person?"

Boom!

A thunderclap.

It seems that reasoning with her ultimately won't make her understand.

Yang Pingsheng took a deep breath, straightened his back, and faced the dazzling lightning.

“Sister, my avatar is now on the outskirts of Lingquan City. If you do not agree to my conditions, my avatar will immediately enter Lingquan City to inform the city lord.”

The faint words drifted in the wind, but could not conceal the boy's determination.

In Luo Benmo's unfathomable eyes, the boy still stubbornly said, "I don't want to stop you from attacking the city, nor do I want to stop you from doing what you want to do. I just hope that you will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Do not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

In other words, in his own brother's eyes, he was a person who indiscriminately killed innocent people.

Luo Benmo smiled.

I was so angry I laughed.

"Wow, you're quite something, daring to threaten me like that."

She sneered and snapped her fingers: "Fine, then I'll show you."

As the lightning energy circulated, a mirror appeared out of thin air.

Screams, sounds of fighting, roars. The flames of war raged in Lingquan City, and the tragic scenes were reflected in the mirror.

Yang Pingsheng was stunned: "What..."

"Brother, you're adorably foolish," Luo Benmo sneered. "My senses are hidden beneath the dark clouds. Do you think you can hide anything from me? I've already taken control of your avatar. Today's gathering is just a ruse. For something as important as a siege, speed is of the essence, and the more concealed the better. Do you think I'm the kind of ostentatious fool?"

She suddenly roared, "But you, you've disappointed me! You're my brother, my brother, Luo Benmo's brother! But what about you? You've turned your heart to outsiders, fighting against your own sister for those people! I'm the one who saved you back then, I'm the one who raised you, I'm the one who cared for you, looked after you, protected you, and gave you everything you wanted. I'm your sister, and you can only have me in your heart!!!"

Thunder roared.

His body felt as if it had fallen into an abyss, growing heavier and heavier. The excruciating pain penetrated his soul, and darkness surged in like a tidal wave. Yang Pingsheng struggled to resist, but was ultimately shattered by the lightning.

Luo Benmo's figure vanished, then appeared behind him in an instant, before severing his Achilles tendon with a wave of his hand.

I can't see anything, and I can't feel anything.

Fate's cold gaze has sealed everything.

Yang Pingsheng is beyond saving.

Yang Pingsheng is someone no one can change.

His consciousness was devoured by demons, and his soul was dragged into hell. Darkness grinned at him, uttering a merciless laugh.

"It's really sad."

In a daze, the system's voice sounded.

As darkness receded, the pain in his body continued. Yang Pingsheng opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed, his entire body wrapped in gauze.

My feet are immobile.

Outside the window, the sun was setting. Orange light streamed in, like blood, like fire.

Yang Pingsheng remained motionless, just like Luo Benmo had been that year, as if he were dead.

After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly: "System, can you show me Lingquan City?"

"can."

The scene unfolded in his mind. Lingquan City had fallen, and villains were reveling there, half the sky dyed blood red.

The screen disappeared after only a few seconds.

“Luo Benmo’s senses are too sharp,” the system explained. “If it goes on for too long, she will notice.”

"Is that so?"

It doesn't matter anymore; those few seconds were enough to break him down.

He struggled to straighten his upper body and looked out the window, where even the newly sprouted green leaves were filled with decay.

A single tear falls, and it is red.

What season is it now?

"spring."

"Is that so?"

Why does it feel colder in spring than in winter?

He stood there, dazed, hugging himself, seeking a moment of warmth, but it was no use.

Finally, he said:

"system."

"uh-huh?"

"I will carry out the plan of Heaven."

Chapter Nineteen: The Black Hand

The sky was filled with roaring, rolling dark clouds, and thunder rumbled. The stone steps were covered with blood, and the silver-haired girl stood barefoot on the blood, exuding an imposing aura.