Summit of the Old Gods

The female Poison Bee disciple continued to relay intelligence, leaving Lu Ran shocked and furious.

In October last year, Ran Sect intercepted Thunder Mountain at Mist Rain Lake, slaughtering the Sect Master, First Lady, Third Lady, and many Sea Realm Great Powers.

After Thunder Mountain retreated, Xue Fengchen was still advancing, making it impossible for Lu Ran to leave.

By the time the affairs at Mist Rain Lake concluded and Ran Sect, along with Big Wind Hall, headed to Thunder Mountain, the remnants had already fled without a trace, despite everyone's efforts to search.

Today, Lu Ran finally learned that the Second Lady, Fourth Lady, and other remnants of Thunder Mountain had fled to the southwest mainland!

And they had even conquered Starry Valley.

"Leave." Lu Ran, having obtained the necessary intelligence, released the back of the female Poison Bee disciple's head and said in a deep voice, "After today, Starry Valley will no longer trouble you."

The female Poison Bee disciple didn't dare to look back, buzzing her bee wings, and quickly flew into the distance.

"You cannot save everyone." Deng Yuxiang approached Lu Ran, placing a hand gently on his back, smoothing it up and down.

She could sense his agitated and angry heart.

Lu Ran murmured, "It's because of me that Boren died."

Deng Yuxiang's voice was uncharacteristically soft: "You've already worked very hard, uprooted many gangs, conquered sect after sect, established ancient cities... young Lu Ran, don't be too hard on yourself.

In Holy Spirit Mountain, death happens every second.

This distorted world was not your creation; the real culprit is the Divine."

Lu Ran patted the woman's hand on his shoulder and said, "Let's go to Starry Valley and wipe out every last remnant of Thunder Mountain."

Deng Yuxiang, however, said, "Let these remnants become nourishment for Nu Ying's Divine Sculpture."

Previously at Soul-locking Mountain, Deng Yuxiang had told Lu Ran that before killing the enemy, first make them tear down their Divine Contract, and then have them turn to serve Lu Ran.

Whichever Stone Sculpture Lu Ran wanted to cultivate, he would first have the enemies offer reverence to that Stone Sculpture before killing them.

"Hmm." Lu Ran gazed into the distance, summoning an Ancient Bronze Mirror.

[Master, someone is approaching from the southwest direction; they are Dong Ting disciples, very fast!]

The sudden voice in his mind made Lu Ran pause his actions and immediately convey the intelligence to Deng Yuxiang.

[It seems to be just one... two people! Two Dong Ting disciples, but we can't rule out others in different positions.]

While Yan Shuangzi was transmitting the message, Lu Ran's figure had already become invisible.

"Zzz~ Zzz!"

In the lush rainforest, faint electrical sounds could be heard.

"Huh?" A small and thin man appeared at the edge of the battlefield, his face full of surprise as he peeked from behind a tree, thinking he was seeing things.

Evil Demon Clan·Black Fire Colts?

How could there be Evil Demons in such a place?

After repeatedly confirming, he saw two Black Fire Colts standing at the edge of the western side of the battlefield. He immediately wrapped his feet in electricity and turned to retreat.

"Hall Master." The small and thin man lowered his voice, quickly arriving behind a large tree.

"Have you found the enemy?" The robust Fei Ying, with one big hand supporting the tree trunk, looked down at the small and thin man.

"No, Hall Master Fei, but I saw two Black Fire Colts..."

"Huh?" Fei Ying blinked in confusion. What did he just hear?

"Yes, Hall Master Fei... um." The small and thin man hadn't finished speaking when Fei Ying's big hand had already slapped him, giving him a direct slap in the face.

Fei Ying: "Are you courting death?"

"Really, Hall Master Fei." The man pleaded, "They aren't moving, unlike ordinary Evil Demons, they seem to have been tamed."

Even though the man himself couldn't believe what he had seen, there were indeed two Black Fire Colts in the rainforest!

Frowning tightly, Fei Ying was about to say something when he suddenly shivered all over!

Electricity coiled around his legs, and he instinctively wanted to leave, but two hands were already pressing on Fei Ying and the small and thin man.

Even more terrifying were the thin red threads emerging from the fingertips of the Invisible Man.

In an instant, Feiying Hall Master·Fei Ying, a Sea Realm Second Rank, and the River Realm Hall Master beside him were firmly controlled.

Lu Ran had flown over using a Divine Weapon, and only at the last moment, when he deployed the Silk Thread, did he reveal a slight fluctuation of Divine Power.

A Tangled Silk Shadow possessing Divine Skill·Wolf Concealment!

How could the enemy survive?

"Crack!"

"Crack!!" Two Divine Weapon Blades left their master, finally revealing their forms. They didn't take lives but merely shattered the water flow armor of the two men.

Silk Thread Control Body.

Silk Thread Chaotic God.

The water flow armors of both men were already unstable, and under the slashing of the Second-rank Divine Weapons, Mist and Eight Desolates, they naturally could not escape unscathed.

The next moment, the gleaming blade tips pierced into the throats of the two men respectively.

Feiying Hall Master: !!!

His heart leapt into his throat, for the blade tip pressing against his throat had slightly pierced forward, faintly entering his neck.

A stream of crimson blood flowed down along the blade.

"Don't, Daoist! We can talk this out..." Feiying Hall Master murmured, hardly allowed to open and close his lips.

"Which faction are you from?"

"We have no sect... Starry Valley! We are from Starry Valley!" Feiying Hall Master suddenly changed his tone, responding in terror, as the blade tip at his neck pierced slightly deeper.

The words "sectless and factionless" seemed to provoke the mysterious Invisible Man.

The blade pressed against the throat trembled slightly, indicating the volatile heart of the Master of Divine Weapon.

"How many of you are there?" The gloomy voice sounded again.

"Eigh... Eight, eight disciples of Dong Ting, only one from the Sea Realm, the rest are high-rank from the River Realm. Daoist, spare my life, I'll do anything you say, please don't kill me..." Fei Ying Hall Master blurted out information.

The tip of the blade pierced into his neck, constantly trembling, as if ready to take his life at any moment.

The very real aura of death rushed over him, causing the Fei Ying Hall Master to completely lose the composure expected of someone from the vast Yangyang Sea.

However, the mysterious man's next words left the Fei Ying Hall Master even more terrified.

"Gather the Divine Power in your brain, detonate it, tear up the Divine Contract!"

"Tea... Tear up the contrac..." The Fei Ying Hall Master stammered, full of disbelief.

Soon, he felt the Divine Power within him calmed down. The other merely controlled his body without disrupting the flow of his Divine Power anymore.

The somber voice echoed again, but this time, it was a countdown:

"3...2..."

The Fei Ying Hall Master was terrified, feeling the blade on his neck push forward again. In the face of death, he dared not delay, hurriedly gathering Divine Power to his brain.

"Ah! Ahh!!" Fei Ying Hall Master screamed miserably.

"You too."

"Ugh!" The others did not dare to disobey, hastily tearing up their contracts.

Though they were aware of the consequences, the situation left them no choice, especially since even the Hall Master had done so...

"Thud!"

The Red Silk Thread retracted, and the two fell to the ground.

In the emptiness before them, a youthful voice sounded again: "Go, take me to your people."

"Yes, yes." The Fei Ying Hall Master replied repeatedly, enduring the intense pain in his brain as he took steps.

"Hall Master Fei?" A voice came, and another disciple of Dong Ting approached, "Are you alright? I thought I heard screams just now... Mmph! Mm!"

Half a moment later, amid the lush bushes.

Eight remnants of Jingting sat under a large tree, all in a state of shock, shivering under the gaze of the straw-robed woman.

Deng Yuxiang stood in front of them, inquiring about the series of intelligence from Starry Valley.

Compared to the previous poison bee female disciple, this group of people genuinely from Starry Valley undoubtedly knew more.

"There are three... two halls in Starry Valley, apart from our Fei Ying Hall, there're Thunder Hall and Shadowless Hall, with nine and ten members each..."

"Yes, there are only three Sea Realm left in Starry Valley. The Valley Master Shen Xiaotang is Fourth Rank Sea Realm, and the two Hall Masters are both Second Rank Sea Realm."

While Deng Yuxiang was interrogating here, Lu Ran remained invisible, maintaining vigilance, and communicating mentally: [Martial Emperor.]

[Sect Leader?] A deep voice responded.

[I'm sending you some prisoners, both River and Sea, they've already torn up their contracts, you must keep a close watch on them for me.]

[Understood, Sect Leader may open the Mirror Flower Moon in the Central Hall at any time, I am here, personally overseeing.]

[Mm.] Lu Ran turned expressionlessly, summoning the Ancient Bronze Mirror.

As the Landing Mirror took shape, one by one, faces filled with horror were thrown inside.

Suddenly, Lu Ran's movements halted, as he sharply turned to the side: "What did you say?"

The Fei Ying Hall Master was still sitting under the tree being interrogated, and upon hearing the young voice again, he couldn't help but be terrified!

Fei Ying Hall Master spoke tremblingly: "It was... it was a Spiritual believer in the valley, drew a top fortune, Valley Master Shen Xiaotang was worried there might be movement in Bee Elephant Valley, so she sent us to surveil."

Lu Ran: "What is the name of that Spiritual believer?"

"My... My Lord, I didn't pay much attention, I don't know her name... Ugh!" The Fei Ying Hall Master's head throbbed, his side head heavily pressed against the tree trunk.

Deng Yuxiang stepped on the Fei Ying Hall Master's head, grinding it, her voice ice-cold: "Can't you describe what that person looks like?"

"A girl, she's very young, exceptionally tall! Very dark skin..."

Upon hearing this description, Deng Yuxiang instinctively turned her head to the side.

But the side remained empty as always.

In the place unseen by the naked eye, Lu Ran stood dumbfounded, his fingertips even trembled slightly.

Under Deng Yuxiang's boots, the Fei Ying Hall Master's face was somewhat distorted, his side head embedded into the tree trunk, he struggled to glance at the woman, naturally aware of her abnormal reaction, immediately saying:

"My Lord, My Lord do you know her? Then go save her quickly!"

Deng Yuxiang's heart skipped a beat: "Mm?"

The Fei Ying Hall Master seized the chance for survival, hurriedly speaking: "That girl angered Valley Master Shen! It's said she's undergoing whip punishment... Ah!"

Deng Yuxiang quickly withdrew her long leg, only to see the Fei Ying Hall Master lifted into mid-air and thrown into the Landing Mirror.

[Lu Ran, act cautiously!] Deng Yuxiang knew she couldn't stop Lu Ran, she could only send a mental reminder.

She indeed understood Lu Ran well, at this moment he was flickering madly, each instance spanning thousands of meters.

Even with over fifty kilometers to cover, it would only take him five or six instant teleportations.

[The person must be rescued, the remnants must be eradicated! Act calmly, if any Jingting disciple escapes, it will be a hidden danger.]

[Mm.] Lu Ran, concealing his form, was already standing above Starry Valley, his face sombrely scanning below.

This time,

none of them will escape!

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I really wanted to write more, I truly did my best, today I've been sitting at the computer for nearly 12 hours, I hope everyone understands.