Summit of the Old Gods

The setting sun is like blood, the Great Desert is desolate.

Qiao Yuansi stood at the edge of a cliff, and saw the sunset she had long yearned for.

She could also hear behind her, from time to time, the screams, remnants of Tianhuang Mountain falling into the hands of Ran Sect, naturally wouldn't meet a good end.

In Lu Ran's God Demon Sculpture Garden, those activated stone sculptures mostly have reached the Heavenly Realm.

Only the Thousand Bones Stone Sculpture and Spiritual Fortune Stone Sculpture are still at Sea Realm rank, but after this journey, the Spiritual Fortune Stone Sculpture should also be able to ascend to the Heavenly Realm.

Qiao Yuansi wanted to turn around but a hand landed on her head.

"Sister Ruyi?" Qiao Yuansi looked up at the woman.

"He'll come to accompany you soon."

"Oh." Qiao Yuansi responded softly, once again looking westward.

At the moment when the sun was near the horizon, a silhouette quietly appeared beside her.

"Brother!"

"How is it?" Lu Ran sat down, his small legs hanging over the cliff, "Is it what you imagined?"

"More melancholic than imagined..." Qiao Yuansi whispered.

"Melancholic?" Lu Ran looked toward the sunset.

Shouldn't it be bleak?

Qiao Yuansi squatted down, hugging her knees, her already lovable and cute self appearing even more well-behaved.

She leaned slightly, snuggling against Lu Ran's shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"Pretty good." Lu Ran smiled; he was no longer the naive boy who first entered the Mountain Realm.

Whatever life imposes on him, he will be fine.

Must be fine as well.

There's still so much waiting for him to complete.

"You killed a Heaven Realm executioner; will Master West Desolation..." Qiao Yuansi was full of concern, hesitating to speak.

Lu Ran fell silent.

He did not know what the consequences would be.

"Yuansi."

"Hmm?" Qiao Yuansi tried hard to look up at Sister Ruyi standing beside her.

"Look at the sunset." Jiang Ruyi spoke softly.

"Oh." Qiao Yuansi hugged her knees, leaned on Lu Ran's shoulder, silently watching the sunset.

From afar, Deng Yuxiang watched this scene.

Uncertain of what Holy Spirit Mountain would look like after today.

The Spirit West Desolation would surely know his underling's hounds have died, even their souls devoured completely.

Will West Desolation liaise with other gods and demons?

Will more executioners be sent by all gods and demons?

Thinking, Deng Yuxiang looked at the Rebirth Money in his hand, where the soul of Jiao Lieshan was imprisoned.

No one would think that Jiao Lieshan would find the world's end.

Damned thing!

Deng Yuxiang's face grew colder, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The Shanwei disciples around, silent as cicadas in winter, dared not retreat or leave, had to endure the pressure of the Heavenly Realm's Great Power.

Disciples originally belonging to Tianhuang Mountain all changed allegiance, then became nourishment for the stone sculptures, the remaining seven or eight Weak God believers were enslaved as scouts, thus spared.

They didn't know their fate and were waiting for the final decision.

The sunset gradually sank, the sky darkness fell.

On the collapsed Mo Gu Peak, the temperature dropped ever lower.

Lu Ran accompanied Qiao Yuansi watching the sunset, flashed back, couldn't help shivering.

He looked at the silent Deng Yuxiang, hesitated for a moment, timidly stepped forward: "Did Jiao Lieshan leave behind two magic artifacts?"

Deng Yuxiang immediately raised his hand, a smoke-blue scarf wrapped around his palm, translucent.

In his palm was a yellow earth-colored treasure bead.

"Which one helps hide breath?" Lu Ran asked.

"Smoke-blue scarf." Deng Yuxiang dismantled the scarf and handed it to Lu Ran.

Lu Ran pinched the thin scarf, observed for a moment, unfolded it, compared it to the edge of Deng Yuxiang's bamboo hat.

"Now, truly a Night Charm." Lu Ran muttered.

The Night Charm Clan wore bamboo hats, with thin veils hanging from the edges, hiding their absolutely beautiful faces.

Deng Yuxiang: "..."

Lu Ran's audacious act startled the Weak God disciples.

Even Qin Yanzhi, knowing their relationship, worried for the Sect Master.

"What, unwilling?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.

If strength is too great, there's one downside, one's emotions significantly affect the surrounding environment.

Deng Yuxiang remained silent, indeed not wishing to become a second Night Charm.

She had a nickname.

Given by Lu Ran.

Initially, the "Nightmare" nickname carried a hint of mockery, but also for that reason, it recorded the past between the two.

"Then forget it." Lu Ran wrapped the smoke-blue scarf around his hand, took the earth-colored treasure bead casually, "This can take people through walls?"

Deng Yuxiang felt a hint of loss.

Not because of coveting the magic artifacts, but due to Lu Ran's actions.

Even a simple scarf, Lu Ran intended to gift her, yet due to her, took it back.

"Sister?"

"Hmm, yes." Deng Yuxiang snapped back, softly responding.

This title brought a bit of relief to Deng Yuxiang, it seemed... he wasn't too angry?

"Save it for Feng Yan's two generals." Lu Ran toyed with the treasure bead.

West Desolation and Barbaric were already kings of the ground, adding this magic artifact, Feng Yan and two others' combat range could delve into the depths, coupled with their ground skills, they should unleash stronger combat power!

"Let's go." Lu Ran called the crowd, looked up at Mo Gu Peak.

The peak probing the sky was no more.

To others, Mo Gu Peak became an ordinary desolate mountain.

But to Lu Ran, the collapsed mountain body records everything that happened here, bears his memories, continues to stand at the world's end.

It seems, even more flavorful.

...

At nightfall, the sky full of stars.

Beneath Heaven's Edge, in the cave, Deng Yuxiang stood at the entrance, gazing at the vast sea beneath the starry moon.

From the cave behind, continuous sharp wails echoed.

Deng Yuxiang didn't find it noisy; instead, she felt a sense of relief.

Inside the cave, Niu Zhengzheng held a mass of black mist in his large hand, within which was the painfully twisted face of Jiao Lieshan.

Under the grilling of the ghostly Soul Fire, Jiao Lieshan fully understood the cost of arrogance.

He was filled with regret!

If time could be reversed, he would never have laughed arrogantly in his final moments, speaking those threatening words.

No!

If he could, Jiao Lieshan would never have gone to Mo Gu Peak.

"Ah! Ahhh... stop... please... pleaahhh..." The screams were endless, even words of pleading couldn't be fully uttered.

Niu Zhengzheng continued to burn the Soul Fire.

Without the Lord Guardian's command, he naturally wouldn't stop.

Alas...

Really don't know how this guy provoked the Lord Guardian.

Niu Zhengzheng was utterly perplexed!

This person... How did he dare?

"Shua~" Suddenly, a slender figure appeared inside the cave.

"Sect Master!" Niu Zhengzheng immediately greeted.

Lu Ran curled his lips; Sect Master Jiao's cries were too mournful, echoing in the cave, stabbing painfully at his eardrums.

Niu Zhengzheng was immediately troubled, unsure whether to stop the Soul Fire.

Lu Ran stepped toward the cave mouth, looking at the woman's back: "Still not calmed down?"

Deng Yuxiang turned her head to look, her gaze lingered on Lu Ran's face for a moment, then she looked at Niu Zhengzheng, giving a slight nod of indication.

"Keep it quiet." Niu Zhengzheng stopped casting spells, ordering in a lowered voice.

Jiao Lieshan tried his best to restrain himself, but still couldn't help but moan softly.

"He said for us to wait for death." Deng Yuxiang's face was expressionless as she spoke icy words.

"There are plenty who want us dead." Lu Ran came up beside her, "From the first day we entered the mountain, someone wanted us gone."

Deng Yuxiang snorted lightly.

The first lesson upon entering the mountain was taught by Tiantu Mountain to the two of them.

Later, she used a great fire to burn Tiantu Mountain clean.

"Don't wear yourself out with anger." Lu Ran tilted his body, leaning against the cave entrance.

Deng Yuxiang slightly lowered her eyes, seeing the light blue gauze wrapped around Lu Ran's hand.

Her heart moved slightly, and she inquired, "Were the Divine Weapon and Magic Artifact given to Feng Yan and them?"

"Gave it to them." Lu Ran recalled something, couldn't help but smile, "The powers of Sea Realm can't control Third-rank Divine Weapons, luckily, the Feng Divine General has the Desolate Power.

This is good, the couple has to take turns day and night again."

Thinking back, when Xue Fengchen was still in the River Realm, he forcibly controlled the Second-rank Divine Weapon · Purple Thunder Mad Dragon Spear.

Now that he has ascended to the Sea Realm, he begins to forcibly control Third-rank Divine Weapons again...

It's like a dream back to the past~

"By the way." Lu Ran slightly turned his head, "Sect Master Jiao, what's the name of your Divine Weapon Axe?"

"Devour... Devouring Spirit Axe!" Jiao Lieshan hurried to respond, "Named for devouring the weapon spirit and artifact spirit, Devouring Spirit Axe!"

In such a state, how could there be any trace of his previously tough, arrogant demeanor?

"And your Divine Weapon Domain?" Lu Ran asked again.

"The Devouring Spirit Axe excels at shattering weapons, all forms of weapons!" Jiao Lieshan hurried to introduce, "Especially effective against Divine Weapons and Magic Artifacts!

It can bypass the weapon or artifact itself and directly attack the weapon spirit and artifact spirit within."

"Oh, I'll take you to meet it later, you let it stop resisting and accept the new owner."

"Okay! I'll cooperate, absolutely cooperate..."

Deng Yuxiang suddenly interrupted: "No need."

"What?" Lu Ran looked at the woman.

"Feng Divine General's Dao Heart is centered around the word 'conquest'." Deng Yuxiang reminded, "The process of taming the Devouring Spirit Axe would also greatly benefit Feng Divine General."

"True, huh." Lu Ran thought for a moment, then nodded, "Your Dao Heart isn't involved in conquest, is it?"

Deng Yuxiang was slightly surprised, but still shook her head.

You don't know what my Dao Heart is?

I was able to ascend to the Heavenly Realm thanks to your guidance.

"Alright then." Lu Ran removed the thin gauze wrapped around his hand, turning his head, "Sect Master Jiao, tell the light blue gauze to accept this lady as its new master."

Jiao Lieshan hastily complied.

Deng Yuxiang's heart trembled slightly, turning to look at Lu Ran.

She thought this matter was settled.

After all, it was he who said it personally.

Deng Yuxiang had always somewhat regretted denying Lu Ran in front of so many people, damaging his dignity.

"Don't want to be a Night Charm, then we won't be." Lu Ran smiled gently, reaching up to remove her bamboo hat.

The long hair constrained within the wide bamboo hat cascaded down like a waterfall.

Lu Ran stood behind her, gathering up her long hair with both hands, carefully arranging her strands: "Your idea is right, nothing to be a Night Charm about.

You are one of a kind."

Deng Yuxiang pressed her lips together, silently feeling the young man's gentle movements.

"I went back and studied it, and felt the light blue gauze is more fitting here." Lu Ran used the thin gauze to tie up her jet-black long hair.

And because the light blue gauze was quite long, it resembled flowing morning mist, intertwined among her waterfall-like hair.

Breathtakingly beautiful!

Lu Ran's fingers drifted through her hair, gently sweeping from top to bottom: "Does this work?"

The Majestic Heaven Realm, now devoid of its terrifying aura.

Just like an ordinary person.

Deng Yuxiang looked up at the starry sky, her sharp gaze had unknowingly softened.

"Sister?"

"Mm." Deng Yuxiang softly replied "Mm."

Lu Ran placed the bamboo hat on her head, stepping back a few paces.

Watching her graceful figure, looking at her black hair falling to her waist, interwoven with that faint, ethereal gauze, like threads of thin mist.

Lu Ran nodded in satisfaction.

The one-of-a-kind Big Nightmare, should stand in my Sculpture Garden with this image.

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