After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

The compass beneath the woman's feet flew at an astonishing speed, stopping steadily in front of Huo Yu in just half an incense stick's time.

She merely glanced at the stone tablet beside Huo Yu, then gave Huo Yu a slight bow and said:

"There is a spirit-gathering formation hidden here, which can automatically gather the free-floating immortal energy in the surrounding area. It was discovered by my ancestors five thousand years ago. Therefore, my ancestors moved this stele here, destroyed the formation, and concealed the core of the formation."

The moment Long Yucheng recognized the woman, he became extremely vigilant, his mind racing. However, he noticed that she didn't seem to be coming towards him, but rather specifically for the formation beneath the stone tablet, most likely for the wisp of immortal energy beneath it.

However, just as she finished speaking, the woman abruptly changed the subject:

"The immortal essence that you took is a token of my respect. But I hope you will not interfere with what I intend to do next."

Before she finished speaking, the woman's gaze suddenly turned to Long Yucheng beside Huo Yu. At the same time, a streak of green light shot out from her sleeve and headed straight for Long Yucheng.

Huo Yu knew that what this person said was probably true, because this scene had happened in his previous life. However, when the woman saw that Huo Yu had taken away the immortal essence under the monument, she left behind only those words and took the initiative to leave without any confrontation with Huo Yu.

However, this time the situation was very different from the previous life, and the woman's goal was clearly not immortal essence.

The hatred in her eyes was almost tangible, as if she harbored an irreconcilable deep-seated grudge against Long Yucheng. The streak of blue light moved with lightning speed, instantly closing in on Long Yucheng.

Huo Yu glanced at the words "High-level Cannon Fodder" above the woman's head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He moved slightly and instantly stood in front of Long Yucheng.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible spiritual energy barrier instantly formed, blocking the blue light.

The azure light struck the barrier with a crisp sound, then retreated back to the woman, transforming into a bronze lamp burning with a faint azure flame.

The woman had already realized that Huo Yu's strength far surpassed hers, but she did not back down in the slightest. Instead, her hatred deepened, and she quickly formed hand seals while chanting incantations.

As she moved, the surrounding air suddenly became heavy, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from her body.

"Since you insist on intervening, then please enlighten me—the green lamp illuminates the netherworld, and with a single thought, the soul is summoned back!"

The woman spoke coldly, her voice carrying a hint of resolve and hatred.

As she finished speaking, three enormous blue bronze lamps suddenly appeared behind her, their flames flickering and emanating a chilling aura, as if they came from the deepest hell, exuding a soul-chilling coldness.

Three bronze lamps floated in a triangular formation behind the woman. As the flames flickered, faint sounds of ghostly wails and howls could be heard, mournful and lingering, sending chills down one's spine, as if one were in an endless underworld.

Upon hearing the woman's incantation and witnessing the three green lamps appear, Long Yucheng finally remembered and understood the source of the woman's inexplicable hatred towards him.

The cultivation technique used by this woman was the "Azure Netherworld Lamp Summoning Heart Technique" that he had previously seen in the storage bag of a second-generation rich kid in the cultivation world. The identity of the person in front of him was also obvious. She must be the mother that the boy mentioned!

The hatred of killing one's son is clearly not something that can be resolved with a few words. Long Yucheng knew this well and did not try to persuade her with words.

His gaze sharpened, and the Crimson Flame Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The sword was as red as a raging flame, and a faint flame-colored spiritual light flickered on the blade, as if a crimson dragon was swimming across the sword.

The moment the sword appeared, the surrounding temperature soared, as if even the air itself had been ignited.

He killed the man; he wouldn't hide behind his senior brother and hand everything over to him.

Long Yucheng gripped the Crimson Flame Sword tightly, stopping Huo Yu who was about to attack. His gaze sharpened as he stared directly at the woman and said in a deep voice:

“I killed your son. The grievance has its perpetrator and the debtor has its debtor. I will now test your supernatural abilities.”

Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes blazed with hatred, as if she wanted to devour Long Yucheng alive.

She sneered repeatedly, her voice filled with endless resentment and hatred:

"What an arrogant fool! Today, I will make you pay for Lin'er's blood debt!"

Before she finished speaking, the three blue lamps behind her suddenly shone brightly, their flames surging and transforming into three streaks of blue light that rushed straight toward Long Yucheng.

Wherever the streak of light passed, it was accompanied by the howling of vengeful ghosts, and the air seemed to freeze, leaving behind a series of shocking frost trails.

Long Yucheng dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest. He swung his Crimson Flame Sword, and the flames on the blade surged, instantly transforming into an incomparably blazing sword aura that crashed head-on into the three whistling streams of azure light.

Flames and azure light collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. The scorching and chilling forces clashed fiercely like two torrents, forming a violent energy storm.

Although the three streaks of azure light were weakened by the fiery sword energy, they did not dissipate. Instead, under the woman's control, they transformed into three giant azure pythons, opening their blood-red maws and tearing at Long Yucheng with a chilling aura.

Long Yucheng's expression was solemn as he retreated rapidly, his Zhu Yan sword flashing repeatedly as fiery sword energies rained down on the three giant pythons.

However, the giant python seemed to be immortal. Even if it was cut in half by the sword energy, it would instantly reform and its attacks would become even more ferocious, as if it would not stop until it completely devoured Long Yucheng.

Just then, a cold smile appeared on the woman's lips. She formed a hand seal again and chanted softly:

"The green lamp illuminates the netherworld, may the soul return!"

As her voice faded, the three blue lamps behind her suddenly merged into one, transforming into a giant blue lamp with a blazing flame. Within it, countless hideous and terrifying ghost faces faintly emerged, emitting chilling wails.

The lamp slowly rose into the air, carrying boundless pressure, and crashed down on Long Yucheng with such force that it seemed to drag him and the entire world down to the underworld forever.

Long Yucheng felt the overwhelming and terrifying pressure coming from all directions. Although he knew he was no match for this woman, he did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

He gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the Crimson Flame Sword without reservation. The flames on the sword's edge instantly surged several times over, becoming as scorching as the sun in the sky.

In the next instant, the flame split into twelve, as if twelve vermilion flame swords were simultaneously circling around Long Yucheng.

Of the twelve swords, only one is a physical object; the other eleven are illusory shadows, yet the fierce aura emanating from them remains undiminished.

The twelve swords formed a sword formation. The moment the formation was completed, the calm air around them suddenly began to surge, as if a wind had risen from the ground.

Long Yucheng formed hand seals and gave a low shout:

"Sword formation, rise!"