The Villain: Bound by Fate, Saved by Her

"I dare to take your two lives, let alone just one of them," Ling Ye sneers, his lips curling upward. "You made that promise back then, and now it's time to pay the price."

As his words fall, blood-red spiritual energy surges forth, enveloping the entire Purple Sea Immortal Palace in an ominous glow. The pink and purple petals of the palace are drenched in blood-red hues, their beauty now strangely alluring, almost hypnotic.

Outside, across the forty-nine immortal islands of the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm, countless eyes turn toward the distant palace, staring at the barrier with growing concern.

"What's happening? Why has the Blood Shadow Demon Lord created a barrier there?"

"Should we go check?"

"How? Can we even break through the Blood Shadow Demon Lord's barrier?"

The goddesses of the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm watch helplessly, unable to do anything but speculate about the chaos within.

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Time passed, No one knows how long.

Eventually, the blood-red barrier over the Purple Sea Immortal Palace begins to dissipate. From afar, every gaze in the immortal realm turns expectantly toward the palace.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura explodes skyward, accompanied by an enraged, murderous voice.

"Ling Ye, I will kill you! You're dead!"

Two figures burst forth from the sea of flowers below-one ahead, one in furious pursuit.

Ling Ye leads the way, his expression smug, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. Behind him, Luo Li follows with a vengeance, her face burning with shame and fury. Sword in hand, she radiates an aura of wrath that shakes the entire Purple Sea Immortal Palace to its core.

"I will kill you! I will you!" she roars, her eyes blazing with fury.

At that moment, she is unrecognizable, a whirlwind of chaos and rage. With every swing of her sword, her fury tears through the immortal realm. The isolation of the realm cracks. The forty-nine immortal islands tremble, some even split asunder by the terrifying force of her attacks.

Onlookers across the realm watch in stunned silence.

"Is the Palace Lord truly this angry?"

"It's the first time I've seen her lose her composure like this."

And yet, despite the destruction, there is something strangely amusing about the scene. Their elegant and revered Palace Lord is chasing and slashing at Ling Ye with reckless abandon, as though he's a mischievous lover rather than the fearsome Blood Shadow Demon Lord.

For his part, Ling Ye dodges her attacks effortlessly, a wicked grin etched across his face.

"If Ye Tian finds out about this, he'll go insane with rage," Ling Ye muses, his tone light, almost mocking. "No, not just Ye Tian, every man who admires you will lose their minds."

The thought amuses him further. After all, Luo Li is the most revered beauty in the world, her strength unparalleled. She is the goddess Ye Tian has been chasing his entire life-a goddess Ling Ye has now defied in the most profound way.

"You die for me! Die!" Luo Li screams, her attacks growing wilder.

Ling Ye continues to evade her strikes, the grin never leaving his face. "If you don't want to marry, then don't. That Ye Tian will never win against me. No one can."

"Shut up!" she screams. Her thoughts are a whirlwind of humiliation and rage. Ling Ye had dared to touch her, dared to speak so arrogantly, and dared to defy her in ways no one else ever had. Her attacks come faster, fiercer. She no longer cares about the destruction she's causing or the consequences. All she wants is to see Ling Ye dead.

"You can't kill me," Ling Ye says suddenly, stopping in his tracks. His voice carries a smug certainty. "Even if you kill me, I'll still come back. You've given me that gift, after all."

His words only enrage her further. "Shut up!" she snarls, swinging her sword with deadly precision.

But as her attack descends, Ling Ye's form begins to distort. Space twists around him, and in the blink of an eye, he vanishes.

"Ling Ye!" Luo Li screams, her voice echoing across the desolate remains of the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm. She falls to her knees, her hands clenched into fists.

"Ling Ye, I won't let you go. Never!" her voice trembling with rage. "I will kill you!"

Her furious declaration reverberates through the realm. The goddesses of the Purple Cloud Immortal Realm gather around her cautiously, their expressions filled with concern and confusion.

"Palace Lord?" one of them ventures hesitantly.

But Luo Li doesn't answer. She stands amidst the wreckage of her once-beautiful palace, her chest heaving, her thoughts consumed by anger and humiliation.

In her mind, the image of Ling Ye's smug smile burns like a brand, a reminder of her humiliation and her helplessness. Her grip tightens around her sword, her knuckles white.