Summit of the Old Gods

In a silent mountain forest, the trembling voice of a Shanwei disciple was constantly heard.

He shivered as he knelt at the woman's feet, speaking without reservation.

The cold moonlight, filtering through the branches, cast strange patterns on the beautiful face of the woman in white.

It made the face, which seemed to be smiling yet not smiling, appear even more eerie.

After listening for a long time, the woman slowly raised her head, gazing at the bleak moonlight, murmuring softly:

"First Heavenly Pride, defy the heavens and change fate..."

"Yes, my lord." The Shanwei disciple responded quietly.

The woman gazed at the bright moon, as if trying to see through the illusion to the world above.

Her eyes gradually became dazed, and only two simple words remained on her red lips, murmured repeatedly: "Lu Ran, Lu Ran..."

The Shanwei disciple didn't dare to breathe!

Afraid for even a moment of carelessness, he would disturb the woman's thoughts, inciting her displeasure and causing her to casually crush him.

Who knows how long it was before the woman suddenly spoke: "You are a Shanwei disciple, Weak God disciple."

The man paused for a moment, then hurriedly replied: "Yes, my lord."

God·Shanwei, ranked fourth.

The disciples of this sect severely lack offensive techniques, both in terms of divine ranking and sect power, in the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, Shanwei believers are unmistakably Weak God disciples.

"It's said that disciples of the Shanwei sect are faithful and reliable." The woman's lips curved slightly, with a hint of mockery.

"Yes, my lord!" The Shanwei disciple misunderstood and hurriedly pledged loyalty, "If the lord doesn't mind, I am willing to perform the duties of a horse for you..."

The woman interrupted: "Tiangang City sheltered you, allowing you, a Weak God disciple, to survive in the mountains.

And this is how you repay the kindness?"

The Shanwei disciple's pupils slightly contracted!

The woman in white looked down at the trembling person at her feet and lightly laughed: "Serve me? Should I spare your life just to wait for you to betray me later?"

"No! It's not like that, my lord!" The Shanwei disciple broke out in cold sweat, repeatedly kowtowing, "I dare not! You...you are like a god, I dare not defy you, so I returned, answered..."

"Hehe~" The woman couldn't help but laugh. Her naturally hanging jade hand lightly clenched.

The white jade belt around her waist turned out to be a soft sword, its hilt in the woman's palm, the blade straightened.

The Shanwei disciple clearly sensed something, and kept kowtowing, begging for mercy: "My lord! I dared not defy you, that's why I..."

Like mutton-fat jade, the soft sword extended much longer, its tip placing against his throat and lifting his chin.

"Gulp." The Shanwei disciple swallowed hard, forced to raise his head.

The woman's gaze was playful: "Do you know your crime?"

"I... I know my crime, I shouldn't have..." He couldn't finish his words, his violently trembling body suddenly stiffened!

"Hoo~"

The woman lightly parted her red lips, exhaling a wisp of Immortal Qi.

Jade-faced Snake Evil Technique·Immortal Breath!

The thin white mist landed on the man's face, instantly corroding away his Water Flow Armor.

The Jiang Grade·Water Flow Armor was like this, and the Shanwei disciple's head had no resistance at all, dissolved completely.

He didn't even have the chance to feel pain or cry out.

The woman in white just blew a wisp of Immortal Qi, and where the faint white mist passed by, everything melted away!

The person kneeling at her feet had already turned into a headless skeleton.

The scene was particularly horrifying!

"A summer insect cannot discuss ice." The woman's face showed no smile as she spoke quietly.

The soft sword in her hand suddenly bent, the blade extended again, and the tip appeared to pierce something, unseen to ordinary people.

"Ah! Ah ah ah! Ah ah..."

In another dimension, the soul of the Shanwei disciple screamed miserably, clutching the long sword piercing his abdomen, kicking and struggling.

But he had nowhere to escape, ultimately consumed by the soft sword.

"Hoo~" The woman looked at the headless skeleton, and her red lips exhaled another breath of Immortal Qi.

In an instant, the man's remains vanished completely.

No bloody debris remained, not even a drop of blood.

"Hoo~"

The soft sword was retracted to the waist of the woman in white, once again becoming a delicate white jade belt.

The woman slowly raised her head, gazing at the bright moon in the night sky: "Lu Ran..."

It seems things are getting interesting?

The woman's eyes sparkled, and her long red tongue licked her rosy lips.

At the same time, in the center of the Holy Spirit Mountain Continent·Forbidden City.

The ancient city is built against the mountain, and at the top of the high mountain on the north side of the city, a woman dressed in a noble golden robe stood quietly.

She lowered her head, gazing down at the magnificent city, watching the flickering lights.

In the pitch-dark night, the towering Forbidden City appeared so enchanting.

At least for He Qifeng, this city surpasses all others.

"Buzz~" The dark golden copper rod in her hand suddenly trembled.

Not only was the Divine Weapon affected, but also the Magical Artifact·Wind Barrier Treasure Pearl around her neck resonated with a hum.

"Hmm?" He Qifeng turned around and looked, using Extreme Eye Power, vaguely saw a figure at a position about a hundred meters away.

He Qifeng frowned slightly, her voice full of authority: "Who goes there..."

The questioning words were left unfinished.

A familiar male voice floated out from the darkness: "You are still alive."

In an instant, He Qifeng's pupils nearly shrunk into needlepoints!

The figure drew closer with each step, and with it came an overwhelming pressure.

It must be known, He Qifeng had already reached the third rank of the Sea Realm! Yet in the face of the newcomer, she began to tremble.

"Buzz!!" The Divine Weapon, the Xuanhuang Staff in He Qifeng's hand, vibrated violently.

The exquisite golden boots, the Three Thousand Ripple Shoes under her feet, also began to buzz.

"It's good to be alive," the middle-aged man said in a low voice, his pace unhurried.

Moonlight poured down, outlining the imposing silhouette of his body. He stood over 1.9 meters tall, and the neat golden-brown robes of a Martial Monk could not conceal his bulging muscles.

Beneath the small gray bamboo hat lay a solemn face.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, his appearance was dignified.

The cold moonlight set off everything, making He Qifeng feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Tu...Tu Peak Master..." He Qifeng opened her mouth, looking at the newcomer in disbelief.

"Hmm." The man did not walk towards He Qifeng but instead went to the edge of the cliff dozens of meters away, looking down at the Forbidden City.

Her Forbidden City was also his Forbidden City.

At the mountaintop, there was dead silence.

He Qifeng tightened her grip on the Xuanhuang Staff. Seeing Tu Peak Master gazing at the Forbidden City, her face turned pale, and her heart sank into an abyss.

"Follow her." The man suddenly spoke, leaving people puzzled, "I don't blame you."

Immediately, the Divine Weapon staff in He Qifeng's hands and the Magic Artifact boots she stepped on all settled down peacefully.

Tu Peak Master slowly turned his head, gazing at He Qifeng's heroic face.

After silently watching for a moment, Tu Peak Master spoke softly, "You are not wrong, she was the successor I chose."

He Qifeng suddenly remembered something!

The team of spiritual believers inside the Forbidden City drew lots every eight hours, with Caster disciples constantly anticipating crises.

Tonight, no one reported any danger!

Does this mean...

He Qifeng still did not relax her vigilance: "Tu Peak Master, why are you... you..."

"Unable to complete the task assigned by the gods, I was thrown back in." Tu Peak Master, with hands behind his back, looked down at the torch-lit ancient city.

He Qifeng tensed up.

At the same time, the black jade Tiger Talisman hanging around her neck transmitted thoughts to its owner, conveying someone else's words:

"I'm here, don't make a noise! Tu Peak Master doesn't seem to have murderous intent, try to understand the situation."

From the moment He Qifeng recognized Tu Peak Master, she had contacted the Sect Master through the Tiger Talisman.

With Lu Ran's words, He Qifeng, who was nearly suffocating, could finally breathe a little easier.

"So, you merely betrayed the Martial Monk and did not die," Tu Peak Master said softly.

"Tu Peak Master!" He Qifeng finally voiced her lingering doubts, "Why did you slaughter the sect's disciples? Why destroy the Forbidden City?"

Tu Peak Master remained silent.

"Tu Peak Master, the Forbidden City is also your labor of love, why destroy it? Why deny yourself?"

Tu Peak Master still remained silent, quietly watching the Forbidden City.

He Qifeng spoke, her voice trembling, filled with both anger and confusion, "You know well the gods and demons are in cahoots, enslaving the Human Clan!

The gods throw us into the mountains, strangling our clan's strong, letting us die in infighting, why do you still aid the oppressors..."

"It's not completely right." Tu Peak Master gently shook his head.

He Qifeng's words stopped, and she stared blankly at the other party.

"All Gods also want believers from the Heavenly Realm," Tu Peak Master's voice was low, "Only in an environment like the Holy Spirit Mountain can force out Heavenly Realm disciples."

Under the tree not far away, Lu Ran furrowed his brows tightly.

He and He Qifeng shared the belief that the All Gods and demons wanted to consolidate their rule, eternally enslave the Human Clan, and thus threw potential and powerful human believers into the mountains, letting them slaughter one another.

But listening to Tu Peak Master's meaning...

Was this Holy Spirit Mountain not just a slaughterhouse, but also a place for cultivating leaders?

Were All Gods and demons using this cruel method to force the Human Clan to ascend?

"Too comfortable." Tu Peak Master didn't give He Qifeng the chance to speak, gesturing to the Forbidden City below.

"What?" He Qifeng's eyes slightly widened.

"Your Forbidden City made people too comfortable."

He Qifeng bit her silvery teeth tightly, gripping the Xuanhuang Staff with such force that her hands were trembling.

Tu Peak Master said in a low voice, "You should not exist.

You, the group of Da Xia's genius, have made this Holy Spirit Mountain different."

"Hoo~"

He Qifeng lowered her head, a storm of energy swirling around her, her beautiful short hair dancing in the air: "You... you still want to destroy the Forbidden City?"

Tu Peak Master just smiled.

For any other person, they should have been more concerned about their own safety.

But from start to finish, He Qifeng's focus was the Forbidden City, her personal life and death was never within her sphere of consideration.

"I'm not the only one who entered the mountain." Tu Peak Master changed the topic.

He Qifeng suddenly raised her head.

"The Holy Spirit Mountain must return to its original state." Tu Peak Master looked directly into He Qifeng's eyes, word by word, "Return to the way it was before you existed, the Forbidden City is not important.

The important thing is you.

Are every one of Da Xia's genius still living in the mountain."

Lu Ran: !!!

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