Summit of the Old Gods

"Dammit!"

Just as there was a brief pause on the battlefield, Wu Xiao moved!

He was incredibly fast, wielding the Purple Thunder Mad Dragon Spear, thrusting it straight at the back of the Earth Demon Hall Master's head.

"Di..."

"Earth Demon!" Several cries of alarm rang out, yet the sharp spearhead had already pierced the Earth Demon Hall Master's skull.

In an instant, everyone came back to their senses.

The Earth Demon Hall Master was no weakling, his power was at least at the Middle Sea Realm!

Even though Wu Xiao could defeat him, it would require some effort, but right now, the Earth Demon Hall Master just died under the Sky-piercing Halberd like this.

In this battlefield where life and death are decided in seconds, do you dare to be distracted?

You're courting death!

And the Earth Demon Hall Master just now, it was not just "distracted," it should be called soul-crushing.

Whether it was the Water Flow Armor or the Divine Technique·Yan Lingfan, they both needed to be actively activated and required the caster to constantly channel Divine Power to maintain them.

If the Earth Demon Hall Master had activated even one of them, he wouldn't have died so pathetically.

But clearly, that Emperor Robe youth standing in mid-air, with one fierce slash, shattered this mighty Yangyang Sea.

"Kill!" Wu Xiao's gaze swept over his fellow comrades, shouting fiercely.

Give up resisting, surrender and you won't be killed?

That's impossible.

Today's Pear Garden Sect is a matter of life and death!

Those qualified to join the Ran Sect have already been selected.

Mr. Cong Long had also warned Wu Xiao in advance to let the remnants of the Pear Garden Sect become the Sect Leader's nourishment, which is the best destination for these people.

"Stop! Wait a minute... Qin Hongchan you..."

The voice filled with panic was drowned by the violent explosion.

Led by Wu Xiao, the group charged valiantly toward the remnants of the Pear Garden Sect.

Several Hall Masters realized that the situation was lost, and with the presence of the Emperor Robe youth, they were terrified. They had no will to continue the fight and only focused on fleeing.

At this moment, the sound of bowstrings vibrating rang out.

Dozens of Water Flow Arrows sped through the air, flying from afar.

Even more, dozens of Wind Blades swept in, joining the battlefield!

In the sky, under Wei Yun's fierce attacks, Xie Wusheng swayed back and forth.

His pale face changed slightly at the sound of the vibrating bowstrings.

In Xie Wusheng's eyes, a faint expectation rose.

He swung his Divine Sword abruptly, forcing back Wei Yun while looking toward the direction from which the arrows were coming.

Before he could see the true appearance of Ash Disciples, Xie Wusheng heard a youth's voice behind him: "Hall Master Wei Yun."

Xie Wusheng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned his head to look behind him.

Wei Yun, holding a silver spear, also halted his pursuit, looking seriously at the Emperor Robe youth.

Lu Ran: "Wu Xiao, our brothers."

Just a few words to establish the relationship.

Wei Yun's heart felt even heavier!

It wasn't because of the words themselves, but because it was his first time having a close conversation with the Emperor Robe youth, and he felt an immense pressure.

The youth's voice seemed to contain the Heavenly Dao Laws.

Carrying an aura of majesty that allowed no questioning.

Wei Yun had never experienced anything like this before, and Xie Wusheng was even more terrified!

A dignified Sea Realm Peak couldn't possibly be intimidated by the aura of a peer of the same level.

Xie Wusheng already had his suspicions, knowing it might be the Emperor Robe youth's Divine Weapon or Magic Artifact at work.

No matter what, he desperately grabbed the chance for survival and hurriedly spoke: "Young friend, hear me out! The sect master position of Pear Garden Sect, I can hand it over to Hall Master Wu!"

"Oh?"

"Strength is the respect, and the capable take the position! Xie is willing to step aside!" Xie Wusheng nodded quickly, adding, "Xie is at the Sea Realm Peak, with considerable combat capability.

Xie is familiar with much intelligence and information about the Mountain Realm and has good personal relations with many sects! If young friend doesn't mind, Xie is willing to join you and offer his services."

Lu Ran frowned slightly: "Sect Master Xie is willing to lower himself to assist me?"

Xie Wusheng hurriedly nodded: "It would be my honor! Heroes have always emerged from youth, and Xie is wholeheartedly convinced! Xie is willing to follow by your side and offer his humble efforts!"

Wei Yun clenched the silver spear in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Lu Ran, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Lu Ran was silent.

The sky was enveloped in an eerie silence.

Meanwhile, below, the flames of war burned fiercer, with endless shouts and screams.

"May I inquire about your noble name?" Xie Wusheng spoke again, respectfully.

Lu Ran did not respond, instead, he said in a deep voice: "Are you truly willing to submit to me?"

"I am willing to follow you!" Xie Wusheng directly changed his address, abandoning any dignity of a sect master and actually knelt before Lu Ran.

Such a scene was inevitably witnessed by the people below.

Immediately, the Hall Masters of Pear Garden Sect reacted differently.

Those who saw through the situation were utterly devastated.

Those who held onto hope felt a sense of optimism.

They had always tried to flee and had attempted to surrender, but this mysterious group didn't allow it and wanted to annihilate the enemy.

Having no choice, the Hall Masters could only resist, fighting and retreating simultaneously.

And at this moment, the sect master of Pear Garden Sect, high in the sky, bowed and acknowledged allegiance to the Emperor Robe youth in front of everyone!

"Sect Master Xie!!"

"Xie Wusheng! You damn...!"

"Help... Sect Master, quickly plead..." Different thoughts led to different words.

Xie Wusheng didn't care about the lives of the ants, and wouldn't concern himself with others' opinions either.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't surrender, his fate would undoubtedly be the same as Elder Cai and the others!

Possibly even worse.

The young man in the Emperor Robe had already displayed a staggering power, far beyond his own capability.

Only submission could offer a path to survival!

Besides, what's the harm in being a servant or a beast of burden?

If he could truly stay by the young man's side and uncover some of his secrets...

Perhaps, he himself could also acquire the mysterious power the young man possessed!

A gentleman takes his revenge, even if it takes ten years!

"I am a cautious man." Just as Xie Wusheng's mind was racing with these thoughts, he heard the low voice of the young man again.

He immediately lifted his head to look.

Lu Ran continued, "Your power is at its peak. If you follow me and stay by my side but harbor ulterior motives..."

Xie Wusheng hurriedly spoke up: "I would not dare! I am willing to swear by the Divine to be loyal to you unwaveringly!

If I ever betray, may I die a horrible death, never to be reincarnated!"

Wei Yun looked up at Lu Ran, and just as he opened his mouth, the other man's gaze met his.

Wei Yun's breath hitched!

Out of sight, the Second-Order Magical Artifact·Moyu Tiger Talisman was greatly enhancing Lu Ran's aura.

Even Wei Yun, at the peak of the Sea Realm, swallowed his words in this situation.

Lu Ran looked at Xie Wusheng again: "You carry a Second-rank Divine Weapon·Blood Flame Sword. It's said that once you unleash the Divine Weapon Domain, the tide of blood flames can burn everything to ashes."

Xie Wusheng's heart sank!

He understood the young man's implication, using wariness as a pretext to demand the surrender of his weapon.

Xie Wusheng also knew he should immediately surrender the Second-rank Divine Weapon.

But after disarming, would the young man in the Emperor Robe truly take him in?

Or would surrendering his weapon just make it easier for the other to kill him?

Reason told Xie Wusheng not to entertain illusions.

But reason also told Xie Wusheng he had no choice!

Even if he kept the Blood Flame Sword in his hand, could he really counterattack the opponent?

Images of the young man in the Emperor Robe in battle kept surfacing in Xie Wusheng's mind, recalling the other's overwhelming power.

It seemed... impossible.

Xie Wusheng was afraid, and he retreated, no longer believing he stood a chance.

"Let it be, Sect Master Xie," Lu Ran said. "We both are wary of each other; let's not force it! Let us settle this between us now."

"Master!" Xie Wusheng said anxiously, hurriedly offering the Divine Weapon·Blood Flame Sword with both hands, "You've misunderstood, I was just communicating with the Divine Weapon, telling it to be loyal to you from now on!

Following someone like you is an honor for the Blood Flame Sword."

Lu Ran: "..."

The Second-rank Divine Weapon·Blood Flame Sword slowly flew up, drifting toward Lu Ran.

The three-foot long sword, forged from Blood Crystal Stone.

The blade was semi-transparent, light, and thin, with faint blood threads moving within, like a dream.

"Snap."

Lu Ran grasped the hilt: "Your master has given you to me, is that alright?"

Blood Flame Sword Spirit: "He is not my master."

Xie Wusheng instantly said: "This sword is something I acquired elsewhere, and today it has finally found its true master."

Wei Yun sneered in his heart.

As expected, he ascended through flattery; after being a sect leader for so many years, he returned to his old ways today.

Lu Ran suddenly said: "Give me the Black Armor Command Flag."

Xie Wusheng's expression stiffened.

Wei Yun was somewhat surprised, realized something, and couldn't help but blink.

Lu Ran maintained a blank expression, staring directly at Xie Wusheng, commanding: "Hand it over."

"If... you like it, it should be given to you." Xie Wusheng offered the Magical Artifact·Black Armor Command Flag.

His heart bled continuously.

The sunk cost was indeed a bit high.

It was as if he were already swindled of 100,000 and was told that another 200,000 was needed to withdraw the previous 100,000...

However, Xie Wusheng was somewhat different.

He truly had no choice!

Receiving the flag, Lu Ran nodded in satisfaction, casually extending his hand to the side, casting the Evil Mirror Magic.

Wei Yun and Xie Wusheng furtively observed, seeing Lu Ran send the Divine Sword and Magical Artifact Flag into the mirror.

The other side of the Landing Mirror opened far off in the sky, beside Jiang Fairy.

Lady Ran extended her hand, collecting the flag and the sword, smiling faintly and casting a distant gaze toward Lu Ran.

The Landing Mirror silently closed, and Lu Ran's face finally showed some relaxation, smiling as he flew forward, pretending to help Xie Wusheng: "Mr. Xie, please rise."

Xie Wusheng's body was tense, kneeling in the sky; there was no "rise" to speak of.

With his legs straightened, he did stand up.

Nevertheless, Lu Ran continued to grasp Xie Wusheng by the arms, his left hand emitting red silk threads, his right hand releasing black mist threads.

Evil Technique·Silk Thread.

Evil Technique·Tangled Silk.

And the Evil Spear Emperor Evil Technique·Evil Cloud Entanglement!

A series of body-controlling and spell-disrupting skills were relentlessly cast upon Sect Master Xie.

"You... um!!!" Xie Wusheng's pupils nearly shrank to a needle-like thinness.

He mumbled indistinctly, his body struggling violently!

The Sea Grade Second-Rank·Silk Thread, indeed, would be broken free from by a Middle Rank Fifth-Great Power in the Sea Realm.

But it would take time!

And Wei Yun, along with his Sacred Weapon Spear, were just within arm's reach.....

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