Summit of the Old Gods

"You drew the highest divination sign?"

Shen Xiaotang's face was covered with frost, her heart filled with uncontrollable rage.

Ever since the sect's internal strife, with the Second Lady fleeing with her loyalists, Starry Valley has been gravely wounded!

This time, Shen Xiaotang led a team to Bee Elephant Valley to exert pressure. To develop and expand her own influence, of course more strong god disciples are needed.

As a result, the disciples of the Poison Bee Sect and Spiritual Image Sect are as tough as nails!

They refuse to bow their heads.

This time, the two sides even clashed, causing Shen Xiaotang to lose several good hands.

She dearly misses the past glory; if Thunder Mountain was still as it used to be, what a joke the little Bee Elephant Valley would be!

Those hard-headed ones would all have to kneel at her feet, bowing and submitting!

She wouldn't even need the peak days of Thunder Mountain; retreating a few months to the time she and the Second Lady just took over Starry Valley would have been enough to destroy Bee Elephant Valley.

But alas, that civil war, not only did it cause heavy casualties among the Dongting Sect disciples, but also among the newly subjugated Star Official disciples and Flower Lantern disciples who suffered heavy losses and fled amidst the chaos.

Damn!

That damn bitch!

Shen Xiaotang cursed the Second Lady more than once; why insist on fighting me?

If the Second Lady had bowed down obediently, would her side be as it is now?

Having suffered a setback at Bee Elephant Valley, Shen Xiaotang was already full of fire, and upon just returning to Starry Valley, she heard that a spiritual believer in the valley drew a highest divination sign.

The highest divination sign?!

How could Shen Xiaotang suppress the fire in her heart?

"I'm asking you!" Shen Xiaotang said coldly.

Chang Ying, head bowed, obediently knelt on the ground, "Yes, Valley Master."

"Heh." Shen Xiaotang was so furious she laughed, "To you, today is a good day, isn't it?"

Chang Ying kept her head lowered, silent.

Shen Xiaotang took the long whip from the man beside her and lashed it hard on Chang Ying's face.

"Snap!"

Chang Ying's head tilted from the strike.

"Is today your good day, huh?" Shen Xiaotang stepped forward.

Clearly a slender woman, yet towering like a mountain, pressing heavily on Chang Ying.

The crisp sound of the whip crackled continuously.

Nearby, Xiao Man, kneeling with head down, was scared pale.

"I'm asking you! Isn't it? Isn't it?"

Every line Shen Xiaotang spoke came with a whip.

Chang Ying quietly dispersed her Water Flow Armor, allowing the Valley Master to whip her at will.

When you accept punishment, it's best to cancel your Water Flow Armor quickly, or more suffering, even death, will await you.

"Snap! Snap!"

The crisp sound of the whip continuously echoed, Shen Xiaotang vented all her frustration from Bee Elephant Valley onto the servant at her feet.

"I was tricked by Bee Elephant Valley, are you happy?"

"Snap! Snap!"

"A few Dongting disciples died, is it your great day, huh?"

"Snap! Snap..."

Chang Ying kept her head lowered, her face and body full of whip marks.

The burning pain wasn't much, instead, it made her feel alive, existing, but...

This kind of miserable survival, what meaning does it have?

That highest divination sign?

Is that the meaning for me to persist?

But when I went to pilgrimage, I also drew the highest divination sign...

"Thud!"

A burst of severe pain hit Chang Ying's abdomen, sending her flying, a sweetness at the throat, spitting out blood.

Shen Xiaotang's chest heaved violently, watching Chang Ying slam into a big tree, then heavily fall to the ground, she shouted sternly:

"Get over here and kneel properly!"

Chang Ying's eyes were unfocused, silently crawling up, repeating the same sentence in her heart:

Wasn't it said... highest divination sign?

Is this my highest divination sign?

"Hurry up!" Shen Xiaotang shouted sternly.

Chang Ying, eyes downcast, numbly crawled to the woman's feet.

"Valley Master," the man beside her called softly.

Shen Xiaotang suddenly turned to look at the man, her sinister gaze making the man instinctively tremble.

He stammered, "Valley Master, purge your anger, a punishment can be done anytime, but now that she drew a highest divination sign, our Starry Valley might be..."

Shen Xiaotang's gaze darkened, looking at the slave crawling at her feet, "Draw a sign again, now!"

"Please, Valley Master, wait a moment, I need to pray for a while."

"Hurry up!" Shen Xiaotang looked at the pale-faced Xiao Man, "You, draw the sign!"

"Ah! Yes... yes!"

Xiao Man hastily took out a sign cylinder, shaking it with a clatter.

This time, she wasn't divining for herself.

Unlike the Caster Sect disciples, Spiritual Sign Sect doesn't need to divine for oneself, spiritual believers can divine for others and other things.

The aspects are very broad.

But all along, Chang Ying and Xiao Man, as the servants of Starry Valley, were required to divine their own fates, which is more specific and accurate.

Of course, even if it's very specific and accurate, spiritual believers can only achieve nine out of ten accurate fortunes at most.

"Whoosh~"

A wooden sign flew high, hovering in mid-air, with the character—Middle.

Middle sign?

Xiao Man's face froze, then she breathed a big sigh of relief.

"Did you divine for your own fate?" An icy female voice rang out.

"Yes! Valley Master Shen, yes, the slave wouldn't dare lie to you." Xiao Man kowtowed repeatedly, speaking in a trembling voice.

Wouldn't dare lie?

If you didn't dare, you'd really die here!

"Hmph." Shen Xiaotang snorted coldly, whipping Chang Ying again, "Are you done?"

Chang Ying silently prayed.

Praying to the Spiritual Fortune Lord.

She endured whip after whip, her clothes torn to shreds, without the Water Flow Armor, she was whipped until her skin was lacerated.

Only when she took out the sign tube again did Shen Xiaotang stop, with blood drops dripping from the whip.

"Clatter~"

The sign tube shook incessantly, and after a series of crisp sounds, a wooden sign flew out.

Inscribed on it were two characters—Great Misfortune!

Great Misfortune sign?

"Ha." Shen Xiaotang laughed coldly, flicked the blood off the whip, and harshly whipped the worthless slave again, "Yes, that's your fate!"

"Valley Master!" Xiao Man, seeing the Great Misfortune sign, hurriedly pleaded, "Valley Master, please calm your anger! Our Spiritual Sign Sect may not be always accurate, Chang Ying drew a Great Fortune sign before, it must have been a mistake, she didn't calculate accurately... Ah!"

Shen Xiaotang whipped Xiao Man across the face, then turned to give an order, "Guard the valley today, let Flying Eagle Hall keep an eye on Bee Elephant Valley."

"Yes!" The man quickly received the order and hurried away.

Shen Xiaotang looked back, "What are you all standing around for?"

The crowd behind didn't dare to breathe heavily and hurriedly left.

Shen Xiaotang turned around, looking at the beaten and bruised Chang Ying, raised the whip again..

"Wretch! Finally drew the sign meant for you?" Shen Xiaotang vented his anger, "Great Fortune, how dare you?"

"Smack! Smack! Smack..."

Amidst the dense shadow of the whip, Chang Ying lowered her head, her body covered in blood traces, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Yet her eyes, which should have been losing focus, now flashed with a trace of brightness.

Earlier, she wasn't calculating for herself.

But... for Shen Xiaotang's fate.

At the same time, fifty kilometers away, on the north side of Bee Elephant Valley.

Two midnight fire steeds with fiery hooves roamed through the beautiful rainforest scenery.

"Flap flap flap~"

The sound of flapping wings approached from afar, Lu Ran immediately raised his arm.

A pitch-black crow manifested, landing on Lu Ran's forearm: "Sect Leader, I found the battlefield."

"Someone fighting?" Lu Ran became immediately alert.

The crow quickly shook its head: "No, no! It's the site after the battle, a mess, I saw many elephant foot imprints, a great battle occurred there."

"Direction!" Lu Ran instantly activated the Pupil of the Dead World.

Wu Huan hurriedly pointed the way, and Lu Deng and Lu Ran sped off on horseback.

Lu Ran and Lu Deng soon reached the battlefield, indeed as Wu Huan described, it was unbearable to look at!

The rainforest terrain, originally lush with vegetation, now featured a vast clearing.

Trees were broken and toppled, the ground cracked and collapsed.

Elephant-foot shaped pits revealed that disciples of the Third-class God·Spiritual Elephant sect had wreaked havoc here.

Unfortunately, there were no dead souls in the battlefield area.

Presumably, this great battle occurred earlier.

"Truly brutal." Lu Ran stood by an elephant-foot shaped pit, gazing at the deep pit below.

No bloodied corpses, only dried bloodstains and crushed flesh.

[Master.]

[Hmm?]

[There's a scout... Poison Bee believer! She has bee wings on her back.]

[Don't get close!] Lu Ran quickly transmitted his voice, [Report the location, I will go personally!]

Divine Spirit·Poison Bee and Divine Spirit·Spiritual Elephant are both ranked in the third tier.

Both belong to the "Eight Respected Heavenly Demons" sequence.

The Poison Bee Sect is very unique, being one of the few poison-wielding sects in the world.

The weapons of this sect are poisonous, the bee needles they scatter are poisonous, and the poison bee domain they release is even more toxic.

Once an enemy is stained with bee venom, nausea is only the initial reaction, soon people can't suppress vomiting, brain dizziness, until they completely lose combat ability.

Under Yan Shuangzi's guidance, Lu Ran concealed his presence, quietly flying to a bough halfway up a giant tree.

The Poison Bee female disciple in front seemed very vigilant.

She continually activated Poison Bee Divine Technique·Bee Wings, those thin wings once in motion, enabling flying speed astonishingly fast.

Slowly, Lu Ran placed a hand on her nape.

"Ah?" The Poison Bee female disciple suddenly changed color, instantaneously releasing green toxic mist.

"Whoosh!" As Lu Ran revealed himself, he released a golden aura from within.

Martial Monk Divine Skill·Golden Wind!

This is the Purification Skill, akin to the effect of Evil Technique·Immortal Realm from the Jade-faced Snake clan.

"Mar... Master, spare me!" The female disciple's face was pressed against the tree bark, recognizing the golden aura and sensing the terrifying Sea Realm pressure behind her.

She was merely a River Realm disciple, how could she have thoughts of resistance?

"I ask, you answer." Lu Ran grabbed the woman's nape, slowly landing.

"Ye... Yes, Master!"

"What's happening here?"

"Starry Valley! People from Starry Valley attacked us yesterday... tried to annex our Bee Elephant Valley, we fought back..."

"Starry Valley?" Lu Ran was rather puzzled, "I heard your two sects were allies?"

The intelligence information given by Lu Yuan and his apprentice to Lu Ran mostly related to locations, lacking much about human power structures.

Bee Elephant Valley, Starry Valley's relevant information was provided by Long Xiang's Eight Riders·Yue Yi, but this information was from many years ago.

Lu Ran thought favorably of Bee Elephant Valley, Starry Valley because Yue Yi stated these two sects were among the few "normal" sects near Soul-locking Mountain.

"Long... No longer so, long ago, Starry Valley was taken over by a group of Dong Ting disciples."

"Dong Ting disciples?"

"Yes!" Poison Bee female disciple gritted her teeth under Lu Ran's terrifying pressure, her eyes full of hate, "They once belonged to Thunder Mountain..."

Before finishing the word, Poison Bee female disciple suddenly stiffened, dared not speak further.

The young man's low voice, originally full of majesty, fitting the demeanor of a disciple of First-class God·Martial Monk, now turned sinister:

"You said... Thunder Mountain?"

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Another chapter tonight.

Yu Ping spends an average of four hours writing a chapter, working hard to write, if it's too late, everyone can read tomorrow.