The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

Pain.

Unbearable pain!
Even just a wisp of the Primordial Dawn Mist inflicted agony so extreme that Jiang Die couldn't even control her own thoughts.
Defeated.

Still defeated!
The divine arts Lu Ye unleashed this time had completely surpassed everyone's imagination.
Four identical Lu Yes appearing at once.

Summoning the Four Celestial Spirits simultaneously.
Unleashing that overwhelmingly terrifying punch.
Boosting his realm again and again, one explosion after another!

So many secret techniques—it was simply too terrifying.
The brief hope she had ignited was, once again, snuffed out by Lu Ye in the most decisive, brutal way possible.
The black beam of light hammered the Jiang Clan’s grand array, making it shudder violently.
The deafening roar spread across unimaginable distances.
Lu Ye stepped forward—and merged into the crumbling formation.

At that moment, the entire Jiang Clan moved into frantic retreat.
All clansmen, all buildings—collapsed inward toward the Void Shuttle.
Space rippled.
The Void Shuttle fused into the void.

And just then—with one last tremendous boom—the Jiang Clan’s great formation completely shattered.
Once so glorious, the Jiang Clan was now nothing but ruins.
"Quick! Quick! QUICK!"

The Jiang Clan Elders roared.
The Void Shuttle darted through the void, moving at astonishing speed.
This treasure had been sent down from the Third Heaven—a Dao Treasure, far beyond mere Supreme Treasures.

Escape!
Desperate escape!
Jiang Die’s wretched screams still echoed.
Screams so agonizing they didn't even sound human.

It was impossible to imagine how much pain it took to produce such blood-curdling shrieks.
The Jiang clansmen were furious and grief-stricken, fists clenched tight.
If they had the strength—if they had even a sliver of power—they would make this damn Lu Ye suffer a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand times worse.

"This hatred must be avenged! The Jiang Clan must not live in disgrace!"
"Wait until he ascends to the Third Heaven. The main house has already been informed. Once he arrives—he’ll die without a doubt!"
"No—we can’t just wait! We must call on all forces, organize a joint strike against this devil!"
"Kill him! We must kill him!"

Roaring voices shook the hall.
“Is that so?”
A calm voice suddenly rang out.

The angry shouts instantly cut off.
Lu Ye’s figure appeared outside the hall.
Every Elder of the Jiang Clan turned to look at him—like they'd seen a ghost.

“Y-y-you—how did you get in?!” one Elder stammered.
“You moved too slow,” Lu Ye said blandly.
He stepped forward toward the Jiang Clan’s last remaining powerhouses.
If they stepped aside—let him kill Jiang Die directly—they would die a little slower.

If they resisted—then he would kill them first.
Who could have imagined that even with the Void Shuttle’s blazing speed, Lu Ye could still catch up and board it?
As Lu Ye approached—

Even though they were furious with Jiang Die, the Jiang Clan Elders still roared out in defiance:
Kill!
Sword light filled the air.
The entire main hall exploded apart.

Pfft pfft pfft…
Sword light sliced through flesh.
Heads flew skyward, one after another.
Lu Ye slaughtered them cleanly—and charged toward where Jiang Die had fled.
The screams never ceased.

When he reached the location—Lu Ye frowned.
Body Replacement Technique?
Jiang Die survived the Primordial Dawn Mist?!

He closed his eyes—but found no trace.
She had used Ghost-Tracking Concealment?
Lu Ye felt a headache coming on.
Jiang Die had copied too many of his skills.

She’d even learned a whole batch of his escape arts.
In his previous life, because he walked the Dao of Protection, he defended when he had to—but when he didn’t have something to protect, he ran a lot too.
Plus, with the system assisting him—

His repertoire of escape techniques was ridiculous.
Of course, he also had many ways to track people.
Lu Ye formed hand seals.
He floated the puppet clone Jiang Die had left behind.

The puppet—obviously—had no Primordial Dawn Mist inside it.
Clearly, the Mist still resided within Jiang Die's true body.
A thin thread of white mist rose from Lu Ye’s fingertips.

He infused countless runes into the mist.
Instantly—a connection formed in his mind.
Found her!

Jiang Die had already abandoned the Void Shuttle and was fleeing madly across the void.
At this point, Lu Ye faced two choices:
First, kill the remaining Jiang clansmen—then go hunt Jiang Die.

Second, hunt Jiang Die first—then come back to wipe out the Jiang Clan.
Lu Ye’s choice?
Both.

Another Lu Ye materialized—remaining behind.
He could only last about ten minutes—but it was enough.
Lu Ye’s true body raced off after Jiang Die.

In the void—Jiang Die’s whole body trembled.
She gritted her teeth so hard she could barely breathe.
Her face twisted like a demon’s.

The pain was unbearable.
It was so bad that even her ragged breathing carried the undercurrent of screams.
But her life—her life was more important!

She couldn’t die.
In this life, she had a chance to reach the very pinnacle.
She would not allow herself to die here.
Where to go?
First—heal.

She devoured medicinal treasures one after another—shooting toward Divine Pill Sect.
But then—her expression changed.
Damn it—he’s locked onto me!

"Void Concealment!"
"Boundless Ocean Wash!"
One technique hid her aura.

The other washed away all tracking marks.
For a moment, Lu Ye’s pursuit paused.
He pulled out the puppet again.

Secret technique—Seeking Across Ten Thousand Daos!
Nothing found?
Keep looking! Keep looking!

Again and again he used Seeking Across Ten Thousand Daos.
Finally—he locked onto Jiang Die’s new position.
Lu Ye turned into a blazing rainbow—tearing through the void with a thunderous boom.

BOOM!
Chasing after her.
At the same time, he began forcefully repairing his own wounds.

The repeated use of explosive techniques had cracked his Nascent Soul body.
This battle had pushed even Lu Ye to his limits.
First—Jiang Die’s realm was higher.
Second—the limits of their cultivation level meant there /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ were only so many techniques they could fully unleash at once.

Third—their arsenals were monstrous.
Every single move, at this level, was nearly unsolvable.
Even for Lu Ye—it was a brutal challenge.

If it weren't for the fact that these were his own divine arts, perfected by the system, he would have lost long ago.
Divine Pill Sect!
Jiang Die arrived.
The Divine Pill Sect had already been warned in advance—they’d prepared mountains of pills.

"Give them to me!"
Jiang Die shrieked.
Once noble, aloof, and untouchable—

Now she was ragged, wild-haired, covered in massive unhealed wounds—a walking ghost.
A storage ring was tossed to her.
Jiang Die turned and fled again.

Soon after—Lu Ye arrived.
The Divine Pill Sect’s grand formation activated—the whole sect braced for battle.
Lu Ye blasted through the formation.

In an instant—screams rang out.
The entire Divine Pill Mountain began collapsing.
The Banner of the Human Emperor swept through—collecting massive stores of pills along the way.

Lu Ye downed bottle after bottle, repairing the cracks in his Nascent Soul first.
As for pill impurities?
He’d deal with that later.
Once again—the tracking imprint was erased?

Lu Ye calmly pulled out the puppet again.
Using its lingering aura—drawing blood as the medium—lock!