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

Even though they already knew from Li Hanyi that they were currently inside the Heavenly Dao, their expressions still darkened when they witnessed this strange sight.

A coldness settled between Huo Yu's brows, and even Long Yucheng's lips were pressed into a tight straight line.

If everything Li Hanyi said is true, then the pool of silvery liquid shimmering with an eerie light before them is undoubtedly the blood of the Heavenly Dao.

Huo Yu stared at the pool of silver liquid, his pupils involuntarily contracting slightly, and he was momentarily lost in a daze.

"Senior brother?"

Long Yucheng's voice suddenly pulled him back to reality from his daze.

Huo Yu abruptly closed his eyes, then quickly opened them again, his eyes flashing with a cold light like a sharp blade, his gaze towards the pool of liquid filled with vigilance and wariness.

He raised his hand to stop Long Yucheng from approaching, gently shook his head, and his deep voice echoed in the silent corridor:

"That thing is strange."

Upon hearing this, Long Yucheng stopped abruptly, but his gaze couldn't help but linger on the silver blood on the ground.

As the tunnel sloped downwards, the pool of "blood" flowed slowly and eerily into the endless darkness ahead.

Its flowing appearance was unusually viscous, its surface reflected a reddish firelight, and its texture was completely unlike ordinary blood; rather, it resembled flowing liquid metal.

Huo Yu stepped forward, completely blocking Long Yucheng's view:

"Let's go."

Long Yucheng nodded in understanding, his right hand remaining on the hilt of his sword.

The two maintained their fighting stances in perfect unison, one in front of the other, and marched into the unknown darkness deep within the tunnel.

The surrounding dark red stone walls undulated gently, as if the entire passageway were just a pulsating blood vessel.

Silver blood flowed ahead, like a strange guiding serpent, leading them step by step toward the core of the Heavenly Dao.

……

The further they go, the faster new Li Hanyis appear.

The surrounding dark red stone walls writhed as if alive, with countless protruding outlines rising, twisting, and expanding on the surface of the walls, emitting a creepy, sticky sound.

With each step, a new Li Hanyi broke free from the stone wall, falling like ripe fruit—pale fingers tore through the translucent membrane, and dark eyes, like deep, cold pools, locked onto Huo Yu.

The endless words of love uttered by Li Hanyi seemed like a curse, echoing continuously in the enclosed space, creating a suffocating resonance.

Huo Yu and Long Yucheng stood back to back, forming an impenetrable barrier of death within the crimson space.

The crimson flames transformed into nine ferocious fire dragons, weaving into a sky-burning fire net in the void; the cold light of the Shadowless Sword in Long Yucheng's hand surged, and the wind and fire sword energy condensed into thousands of sword marks, reflecting a chilling killing intent under the firelight.

Before the severed limbs could even hit the ground, they were instantly engulfed by the raging flames that followed, turning them into ashes.

However, for every Li Hanyi eliminated, more pale figures broke free from the blood-red stone wall, seemingly endless.

The two could only try their best to eliminate all Li Hanyi while moving quickly along the passageway.

until--

"Why won't you look at me..."

Li Hanyi, who had just emerged from the stone wall, stared intently at Huo Yu, her voice so soft it was almost a sigh, but the next second, Long Yucheng's sword light sliced ​​through her throat.

Blood spurted out, yet she did not fall; she did not fall. From her severed throat, she uttered blood-frozen whispers, each word sounding like a blunt object scraping against her eardrums from her half-severed vocal cords.

"...Is it because of the protagonist next to you?"

Long Yucheng's sword paused almost imperceptibly in mid-air.

"Someone like him could never understand us..."

Crimson flames suddenly erupted, like an enraged beast, instantly engulfing the mangled body.

In this brief interval, another Li Hanyi quietly emerged from the shadows behind the two:

"Because of him, you start thinking before you kill someone."

Before the words were finished, the flames surged again, engulfing it. But more whispers came from all directions—

"You're suppressing your true nature for his sake..."

"To extinguish one's true self..."

"Because of him, you are becoming weak."

The long sword in Long Yucheng's hand gleamed coldly, drawing a silvery trail in the pervasive blood mist, and without hesitation, he slashed at yet another eerie figure that was approaching step by step.

But those whispers, like venomous snakes, burrowed into the ear canal, hatching more malicious echoes within the skull, each word carrying a twisted love that sent chills down one's spine.

"You clearly wanted to keep him by your side..."

Li Hanyi murmured softly, her voice as slippery as a viper's hiss.

Her gaze slowly slid from Huo Yu to Long Yucheng, her dark eyes churning with a thick malice, like some kind of rotten honey, sweet yet nauseating.

"Pierce his collarbone with the Soul-Locking Nail, so he can't go anywhere..."

The next instant, flames suddenly erupted, like a ferocious beast enraged, engulfing her in an instant with intense heat and violence.

Even so, her voice still distorted and overflowed from the burning remains until it turned to ashes.

More whispers came from all directions like a tidal wave, carrying a chilling, morbid obsession.

"Crush his will, and make him your puppet..."

"This is how you love someone."

The sword light in Long Yucheng's hand grew increasingly fierce, and the "Mysterious Pearl Mind Technique" within his body circulated on its own, instantly purifying his mind and spirit.

But those words clung to him like a bone-deep wound, seeping into his mind through his eardrums, and he couldn't shake them off no matter what.

"He wouldn't understand..."

"Because he and you are not the same kind of person..."

"...He will never understand this kind of love."

Huo Yu's flames swept across, the crimson-gold flames roaring like an angry dragon, carrying the momentum to burn everything, incinerating the pale figures one by one.

But every time a Li Hanyi is eliminated, the stone wall wriths violently, and new Li Hanyi break free from it, endlessly, as if there is no end in sight.

The last Li Hanyi stood outside the firelight, her dark eyes reflecting the leaping flames. The chilling coldness that had once filled her eyes had vanished, replaced by a twisted obsession, as if she were trapped in an inescapable dream.

"But I can."

Her voice was so soft it was almost a whisper.

"And they enjoy it immensely..."

She stared at Huo Yu with a gaze like that of a dying moth gazing at the flames that burn it, knowing full well that destruction was inevitable, yet filled with anticipation.

A twisted smile appeared on Li Hanyi's pale lips as she took a step forward, letting the crimson flames climb onto her water-colored sword robe.

Even as the flames engulfed her, her eyes remained fixed on Huo Yu, never wavering, as if she wanted to forever etch his image into the depths of her soul.

Li Hanyi's lips moved slightly as she uttered her final words amidst the flames—

"Because we are the same kind of people."

The last syllable was extinguished in the burst of fire.