Summit of the Old Gods

"Feng Zhihuan..."

The voice of the Emperor Robe youth was extremely penetrating, swirling in the tranquil night.

Feng Zhihuan was different from other disciples of the Ash Sect, as the Magic Artifact·Phoenix儀九霄 Robe granted her the ability to fly, but she didn't dare to soar through the sky.

The target was too large!

Lu Ran held the Connection Mirror in one hand, constantly refreshing it, searching as he flew.

"Feng Zhihuan, stop hiding, it's about time to set off..."

The Emperor Robe youth was like a vengeful spirit crawling out of hell, calling the woman's name again and again.

The "rustling" sound of shaking leaves, enough to make one's hair stand on end!

Behind a large tree, Feng Zhihuan tightly clutched the Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow, subduing the restless Divine Weapon.

The Golden Bow, she could firmly control.

The fear was that the Bow Spirit might suddenly rush out and alert the enemy.

"Quiet!" Feng Zhihuan conveyed her thoughts, burning with anger, "Do you want that little bitch to die?"

In an instant, the Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow ceased its trembling.

Feng Zhihuan's face was gloomy, her phoenix eyes filled with rage, listening to the sound drifting from afar, feeling it was getting farther and farther away.

After a long while, the woman let out a long sigh.

After the shock and anger came more humiliation!

Having roamed the Mountain Realm for over a decade, when had she ever been so embarrassed?

But that damned pride of Da Xia, his strength was so formidable!

She had witnessed her second husband being slain, dying so simply and swiftly.

So humbly.

And that useless first husband...

Ha,

he could almost be considered a good dog.

Knowing to secure a bit of time for his master was his only worth.

"Found you."

The youth's low voice suddenly echoed in her ear.

Feng Zhihuan's face turned ashen!

Just as she turned to flee, she caught a glimpse of a Divine Weapon Halberd sweeping under the moonlight, revealing the youth holding an Ancient Bronze Mirror in his hand.

Ancient Bronze Mirror?

Could that be the Evil Mirror Demon Evil Technique·Connection Mirror?

If so, it meant he had already found her. Feng Zhihuan was sure that when she heard his voice earlier, the distance between them was definitely not more than five hundred meters.

But within the Sea Grade·Connection Mirror, everything within a kilometer radius was laid bare.

This little brat!

Dared to tease me?!

In an instant, a thought flashed through her mind, igniting her fury.

In truth, Feng Zhihuan was overthinking it.

Lu Ran had indeed glimpsed her earlier, but the mountainous and forested terrain made no difference, and by the time he realized the image of the woman in the Connection Mirror had vanished, he had already overshot his pursuit...

"Clang!!"

The sword and halberd clashed heavily.

"Hiss..." Feng Zhihuan gasped, her slender body trembling, feeling her palm go numb.

As a Sea Realm Peak power, her strength attributes were extremely terrifying.

Yet this Initial Stage Sea Realm youth completely overwhelmed her in terms of strength!

"Hoo~"

The Divine Weapon Halberd flew out, spinning rapidly, snapping a thick tree trunk a few meters away.

"Press on." Lu Ran naturally released his grip, and the Eight Desolates Annihilation Blade went straight for the Divine Weapon Halberd.

In terms of scale and weight, the sword and halberd indeed differed greatly.

But the Eight Desolate Blade was a Second-rank Divine Weapon, controlling a First-rank Divine Weapon was a breeze.

"Twang!"

The sound of the bowstring's tremor resonated through the quiet mountains and forests!

A series of arrows shot out rapidly, aimed straight at Lu Ran.

Facing other enemies, Feng Zhihuan could already announce the end of the battle single-handedly, after all, with the target only over a dozen meters away, her arrows could instantly riddle the opponent like a sieve.

But against Lu Ran, she dared not be the slightest bit careless.

Feng Zhihuan hurriedly activated Divine Technique·Canglong Sea Domain, always on guard against Lu Ran's Instant Teleportation, and continued drawing her bow, preparing for follow-up attacks.

Yet the next moment was beyond her expectations.

The Emperor Robe youth... did not dodge at all!

Not only did he not dodge?

Immortal Fog surged from beneath Lu Ran's feet, charging straight into the torrent of Water Flow Arrows!

"Sizzle——"

The tail of the Emperor Robe fluttered wildly, making a fierce sound.

The youth drew the Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Blade from his waist, thrusting straight at Feng Zhihuan's face!

Those supposedly sharp Water Flow Arrows turned into droplets, silently merging into the surface like drops into a lake.

Merge?!

One arrow after another disappeared into the Emperor Robe youth's body just like that.

"You..." Feng Zhihuan was both shocked and furious.

Beneath her angry and surprised demeanor lay a violently twitching heart.

This scene was like the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Be it the Yan Qing Divine Technique·Water Embracing All Things or the Sea Merfolk Evil Technique·Child of the Sea, regardless of what the Emperor Robe youth employed, when he faced the Water Flow Arrows and brazenly charged with his bow drawn....

Feng Zhihuan felt the taste of despair.

No... no way!

I can't die!

Feng Zhihuan's phoenix eyes blazed, frantically urging her thoughts!

"Whoosh~ whoosh~"

The Phoenix Robe fluttered, and the swords at her waist flew out in quick succession, aiming straight for the Emperor Robe youth.

"Slash! Slash!"

The Emperor Robe danced, Dawn Silence Night also unsheathed, directly targeting the enemy's two Divine Weapon Swords!

Dare to believe my lord has no Divine Weapon?

The harsh sounds echoed continuously, and the Dawn Blade pressed recklessly, stabbing the enemy's Divine Weapon·Beauty Sword, pinning it to a distant boulder.

"Whoosh~"

The Phoenix儀九霄 Robe loyally protected its master, sweeping its long tail towards Lu Ran, while simultaneously pulling its owner into a sharp turn.

Feng Zhihuan couldn't care about much else, tightly gripping the Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow, forcibly drawing the bowstring, and pointing it towards the night sky.

A terrifying wave of air burst forth!

Divine Weapon Domain·Golden Crow Weeping Blood!

"Jin Luyang's lover is already dead." A low voice reached Feng Zhihuan's ears, also known to the Bow Spirit.

The golden bow in the woman's hand, which had been violently trembling, suddenly stilled.

"Shut up!" Feng Zhihuan shrieked, rather exasperated and furious.

The arrow was her most potent killing skill, but in the presence of the Emperor Robe youth, her techniques failed to have the desired effect.

Two Divine Swords and a Divine Halberd were controlled by three Divine Blades on the opposing side.

Now, Feng Zhihuan's only remaining means of confrontation was with the Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow's Divine Weapon Domain.

Yet at this moment, Lu Ran revealed a bloody truth.

How could Feng Zhihuan not be anxious?

"Golden Law Bow!" Lu Ran shouted solemnly, "Jin Luyang's lover died months ago! She died in the dungeon, she broke her own neck!"

The original name of the Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow was Golden Law Bow.

This was the name given to it by its original owner, Jin Luyang, signifying 'Golden Rules'.

"Shut up! Shut up!!" Feng Zhihuan roared in anger, frantically transmitting her thoughts, "Cast a spell for me! You really want that little wench dead..."

"Buzz!!"

The Golden Law Bow suddenly vibrated intensely, taking Feng Zhihuan towards Lu Ran.

The Phoenix儀九霄 Robe remained loyally protective, doing its best to carry its mistress flying backwards.

The second-rank Divine Weapon and the second-rank Magical Artifact competed fiercely in this moment.

If only Feng Zhihuan let go of the Golden Law Bow, she could continue retreating smoothly and unpredictably with the help of the Phoenix儀九霄 Robe, evading and flying backwards.

But how could she let go?

The Golden Crow Weeping Blood Bow was one of her last resorts!

"Come over!" Lu Ran broke the balance, grabbing the end of the Phoenix Robe's tail and pulling hard into his arms.

Feng Zhihuan's phoenix eyes widened suddenly!

Not only did flames burn on Lu Ran's body, but a pair of sheep horns also grew from the sides of his forehead!

Sheep...sheep horns?

Yes! This was the Immortal Sheep Divine Technique·Immortal Horn!

Probably, not even Lu Ran's closest friend would have expected him to unleash such a skill at such a moment.

Since the battle began, why hadn't Lu Ran used long sword traces? Or hurled sharp sand arcs?

Why not use the roar of the White-Scaled Python?

Because Lu Ran wanted that second-rank Magical Artifact·Phoenix儀九霄 Robe!

He wanted the garment intact!

This garment was too excellent, its protection for Feng Zhihuan was almost comprehensive.

The more it was like this, the more Lu Ran desired it.

He wanted this highly intelligent, extremely effective Phoenix儀九霄 Robe to be perfectly draped over his fiancée's shoulders.

"Baa!!"

Lu Ran let out a sheep's cry.

Not mixed with any divine technique, just purely wanting to call out.

The two sheep horns were exceptionally thick, although coiled to the sides of Lu Ran's forehead, his forehead was still within the effective domain of the Immortal Sheep Divine Technique·Immortal Horn!

"Boom!!"

Lu Ran's forehead smashed hard against Feng Zhihuan's forehead.

Though it sounded muffled, it could reverberate through the mountain forest.

With the flames augmented by the Fiery Fire Heavenly Leader, the Divine Technique·Immortal Horn was terrifyingly powerful!

Feng Zhihuan's Water Flow Armor exploded suddenly, while Ashan Sect's Defense Technique·Canglong Treasure Armor was in a full-body armor form, protecting the torso and had no headgear component.

With what would Feng Zhihuan resist?

Lu Ran not only smashed her Water Flow Armor with a headbutt but also crushed her skull inward.

Feng Zhihuan's head went blank, her eyes lost focus, and she nearly instantly lost her combat ability.

Her life and death were uncertain.

Feng Zhihuan, who suffered a headbutt, should have been knocked backwards, yet Lu Ran still held tight to the Phoenix Robe's hem, forcefully pulling her back again.

Feng Zhihuan, already facing skywards, had the Cloud Sea Blade in Lu Ran's hand driven from her chin upwards, piercing through her head.

"Sss!"

The head of the master above all was thoroughly pierced!

The previously fierce battlefield suddenly fell into silence.

"She... the dungeon, she... she's dead?" The stammering voice imprinted in Lu Ran's mind.

The Golden Law Bow suspended beside Lu Ran, a phantom figure emerged, placing a trembling hand on Lu Ran's wrist, inquiring shakily.

Lu Ran held the Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Blade, still stabbing Feng Zhihuan, suspended mid-air.

He turned to look, his heart gently shaking.

Jin Luyang!

The Bow Spirit's image remained that of Jin Luyang.

He was tall, with parted hair, and should have had a pair of piercing eyes.

The last time they met, it was in Beijing, at the award ceremony of the first Da Xia's genius.

Unexpectedly, meeting again...

Lu Ran could only recall his sound and appearance through the Divine Weapon Bow Spirit.

"Dead? She's dead?" The Golden Law Bow Spirit queried.

Asking a question with a definitive answer.

The Golden Law Bow Spirit didn't believe that the Pride of Da Xia would deceive him, but still, it couldn't bear that the woman who had sworn loyalty with its master died tragically in prison.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, speaking softly, "My condolences."

"Jin Luyang" appeared dazed, its phantom figure flickering.

For more than a year, it endured humiliation, forcibly occupied by the enemy Feng Zhihuan, laboring for her, obediently following her every day.

And in return, this was the outcome...

The suspended Golden Law Bow seemed to have lost all its strength.

"Crack."

The Bow Spirit dissipated, and the golden bow fell to the ground.

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