For some unknown reason, Shen Chuyun's process of regaining his memory was extremely long.
He seemed reluctant to face this reality, indulging himself in grief and pain, not willing to wake up.
Pei Xuanjing said, "Thanks to Lin Yibai, we've gone through all these. This extra memory... makes us look so stupid."
He really couldn't understand why, in the previous life, until Lin Yibai ascended and regarded the innocent people in the Nine Desolate Continent and the mortal world as food for the demons, he still made excuses for Lin Yibai so justifiably.
He was like a brainless fool, only knowing how to think for Lin Yibai. Even the puppet doll had more blood and reason than him.
He Yu gritted his teeth, not daring to look Shen Qing in the eye. Bowing his head, he said in a muffled voice, "It's too late to say anything about the mistakes we've made. Now we can only try to make up for them a little."
"Shen Qing, what do you want to do?"
Shen Qing had just gone to Lin Yibai's yard to check. Inside, she found someone she had expected.
Ji Chongming had also split half of his consciousness and entered the Soul - Locking Banner. He was doing something indescribable with Lin Yibai.
Speaking of this, Shen Qing was a bit speechless. How confident was Ji Chongming that he didn't notice at all that they had already awakened in the Soul - Locking Banner?
Fortunately, he was so focused on Lin Yibai that it gave her the opportunity to awaken these three people.
Moreover, it was an unexpected bonus that they could recall their past lives. In this way, their choices wouldn't be the same as before.
"You know I hate her. So I want to see how far you can go for me?"
Shen Qing didn't directly say what she was thinking, but her voice carried an irresistible allure.
Seeing this, Li Xian, who was a bit jealous, tugged at Shen Qing's sleeve. But he tightly pursed his lips and endured without saying a word. He didn't like Shen Qing talking to these three heartless people in this tone.
Pei Xuanjing knew that Shen Qing didn't want to be the bad guy. So the bad guys had to be them.
He spoke first, with a hint of determination in his eyes. "As you wish!"
Saying that, he glanced at He Yu, who also silently agreed. The two of them lifted Shen Chuyun, who was still crying on the ground.
Regardless of whether his pain was feigned or not, now they had to do the same thing.
That was to take revenge on Lin Yibai, and they wouldn't spare Ji Chongming who was having an affair with her either.
Ji Chongming didn't expect that in the dream, the people he thought he had completely under control had awakened their memories.
Outside the Soul - Locking Banner, the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect had also come to the back mountain and saw the dark clouds covering the sky.
Hong Chaoyang led several disciples and rushed here first. From afar, they could sense the strong demonic aura.
She knew that things had developed to a point where she couldn't handle them. So she quickly sent a signal to the elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect.
After sending the signal, Hong Chaoyang felt a bit more at ease. Then she calmly arranged for several disciples to set up barriers and formations around here.
The childishness faded from her eyes, and she became mature and calm.
By the time Master Honghua arrived with the elders, Hong Chaoyang had already completed setting up the formations and barriers. Seeing that she wasn't flustered, Master Honghua's eyes were filled with admiration.
Especially Master Hongdie. Seeing her daughter grow up so fast, she felt truly proud.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, according to the information left by Shen Qing before, the one inside should be the Demon Lord Ji Chongming. The disciples have already set up barriers and formations nearby. How to decide is up to the Sect Master's order."
Behind Master Honghua was a large number of disciples. The disciples also looked at Master Honghua firmly. They tightly held the swords in their hands, ready to go.
They practiced different paths here. Some practiced the path of saving all sentient beings, and some practiced the path of ruthlessness. But they all had the same belief in their hearts.
That was to eliminate the evil and help the weak.
They had already heard about the demons' rampage in the mortal world. No cultivator in the right path could be indifferent to this.
Now, they had the opportunity to get rid of a great villain from the demon world. How could they back down!
Feeling the fearless courage and confidence of the disciples, Master Honghua, who had been calm for many years, also felt a long - lost excitement.
Since the great war ten thousand years ago, he hadn't felt this kind of blood - boiling feeling again.
He summoned his long - unused natal sword and held it in his hand. He felt the continuous battle intent coming from the sword.
"Disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect! Listen to the order!"
"Yes, Sect Master! Your disciple is here!"
Master Honghua's majestic voice echoed in the air, mixed with the high - pitched voices of the disciples. The battle intent soared to the sky!
Ji Chongming knew that the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were gathering. He quickly sent a signal, trying to recall Wang Nian and others.
He still held the Soul - Summoning Banner in his hand. Although he thought it was a bit tricky, he still confidently believed that he wouldn't be defeated by the cultivators of the sect.
Now recalling Wang Nian was just a precaution.
Wang Nian, who was still reluctant to part with the Illusion Bell, subconsciously ignored the signal when he saw it.
Screw the Demon Lord. His general told him to go later, so he had to be obedient.
The Soul - Locking Banner stood in the center, surrounded by thick demonic aura. As long as someone got close, they would be sensed by the Soul - Locking Banner, and their souls would be trapped in the dreamland of the Soul - Locking Banner in an instant.
Master Honghua naturally wouldn't let the disciples get close easily. He was thinking about how to break the situation.
But at this time, he heard a familiar and annoying chanting.
The sound made Master Honghua reflexively feel a headache. He turned around in surprise and saw a person in a snow - white cassock, holding a alms bowl and Buddhist beads in his hand.
This person was tall and handsome. But the first thing people noticed was his shiny bald head, which looked like it was covered with a layer of lard.
"Amitabha. I, the little monk, have finally arrived here."
The few disciples guarding the mountain gate gasped and followed this person. Their faces were flushed red. They quickly apologized to Master Honghua.
"Sect Master... it's our fault that we couldn't stop him. He broke in before we had time to report. It's our dereliction of duty. Please punish us, Sect Master!"
"Forget it, forget it. You go back to your posts first. Remember, don't let others into the back mountain easily."
Master Honghua's mouth twitched. He endured the urge to scold and forced out a gentle smile.
"So it's you. Why did you come alone? Where's your master?"
The person slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were like those of a demon, as if they could capture people's souls. And because he had been bathed in the holy light of Buddhist scriptures for a long time, they seemed pure and spotless.
The mixture of these two different temperaments made people feel both charmingly shocked and purely desireless.
"My master said he didn't want to see you, so he sent me alone. I hope Master Honghua will forgive me."
Master Honghua was choked and felt uncomfortable. He endured and endured, and finally cursed that bald donkey in his heart. Then he said, "Xueling, actually you don't have to be so direct when you talk..."