The Old Gods

Chapter 1000 Coordinates of the Great Xia

Chapter 1000 Coordinates of the Great Xia
Lu Ran was detained for three days.

It was imprisoned in Fairy Jiang's palm, embedded in the shallow lines of her palm.

For the past three days, her hands have been filled with the aura of the Holy Spirit, constantly nourishing Lu Ran's body and mind, and allowing his extremely exhausted body to fully recover, leaving him in excellent condition!
Lu Ran had a feeling that if things continued this way, it might not be long before he could really make a breakthrough.

However, at dusk on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Ran temporarily escaped from prison.

This is the first fifteenth night of the lunar calendar since the gods of the Burning Gate descended to earth, so he naturally had to take a good look around.

When he returned to Rain Alley City and stood under the overcast sky, looking down at the entire city, he suddenly discovered a problem.

The small town's rain-soaked alleys have long since become a ghost town.

"crash"

The light drizzle arrived as expected.

In the dead of winter, the rain is icy cold.

"Sigh," Lu Ran sighed deeply, looking down at the desolate city below, feeling somewhat lost for a moment.

I don't know where to go or what to do.

For Lu Ran, the abstract concept of "human world" translates into his hometown in concrete terms.

now,

The world that belonged to him no longer exists.

The streets he walked through countless times on his way to school will no longer be illuminated by the dim yellow light of the streetlights.

The stadium in Hexi, the shelter where he had stayed in those years, its hundreds of beds are now covered in dust, and no one will go there to seek refuge anymore.

The Wulie Building will never again be illuminated by beams of searchlights, piercing through layers of rain and mist to light up every corner of the small town.

Only the Wulie River continues to flow swiftly.

Never stop.

Lu Ran slowly flew down to the rooftop of the Wu Lie Building, knelt on one knee, and stared blankly at the empty "human world".

Night falls slowly.

Pitch black, empty, and lonely.

"Whoosh~" The divine weapon at his waist suddenly hummed, and a sword spirit quietly appeared.

"Huh?" Lu Ran turned his head and was surprised to find that it was a boy wearing a yellow raincoat.

Is this the Spirit of the Silent Night Blade?
Yes, only the Night Blade Spirit wears this outfit.

The Xia Guang Blade, which was upgraded to a divine weapon earlier, also has a spirit form that is the young Lu Ran, but it wears a black combat suit.

Lu Ran looked up at himself from many years ago.

The boy was clearly illusory, yet the yellow raincoat he wore seemed to flutter in the wind and rain, his profile appearing and disappearing under the hood.

"My hometown is finally quiet," the Night Blade Spirit murmured.

Lu Ran pouted, but ultimately lowered his head and smiled, a self-deprecating smile on his face.

Ultimately, they were too late. The world became increasingly turbulent, and evil spirits grew more rampant. With no hope in sight, people had no choice but to leave this cursed land.

Without people, is this still my hometown?

Ironically, without people and without Lu Ran, Rain Alley City was peaceful.

"You're very sad," the boy in the raincoat whispered.

Lu Ran didn't know what to say, so he could only smile and shrug his shoulders in a nonchalant manner.

"Me too," the boy in the raincoat murmured.

"Ok?"

"We did it, we made the rainy nights in our hometown completely quiet, but it's meaningless now." Young Lu Ran lowered his head and looked into the young man's eyes.

Lu Ran opened his mouth: "Silent Night."

The boy, wearing a yellow raincoat, tilted slightly and disappeared quietly in the wind and rain.

Lu Ran reached into his waist and grasped the hilt of the Lonely Night Blade, momentarily speechless.

A section of the swirling silk behind him suddenly curved slightly and landed on Lu Ran's forehead, gently stroking it: "You can have people move back; just give the order."

"Heh." Lu Ran chuckled to himself.

You really spoil me.

But doing so is a bit too willful.

Lu Ran was well aware that what Yan Xialing said was true; if he wanted to, he could turn the lights back on at Wu Lie Building and even make the entire city overcrowded.

But why deceive yourself?
Life is full of disappointments, and I have already done my best.

I really tried my best.

From entering Holy Spirit Mountain in January 2020 to leading the gods back in December 2023, it was less than four years in total.

But under the cruel rule of gods and demons, their hometown couldn't wait four years.

It's a bit of a pity.

Let it remain a regret forever.

Lu Ran slowly stood up, stubbornly insisting, "It's fine if no one's around. The whole city is mine, I can run wild and do whatever I want."

The soft ribbon gently touched Lu Ran's head, and said nothing more.

【Owner.】

[Hmm?] Lu Ran reacted for a moment, [A shadow?]

The Great Xia is very quiet.

[Quiet? Great Xia?] Lu Ran raised an eyebrow slightly, unsure of what the Protector meant.

Yan Shuangzi seemed somewhat puzzled as well: "As of now, there have been no demonic invasions anywhere, and the entire Great Xia Dynasty is very peaceful."

Lu Ran: ? ? ?
The next instant, he teleported away.

From Yuxiang City to Beijing, it only takes an hour by high-speed rail, and you only need to teleport twice.

It was through these two flashes that Lu Ran transformed from the dark, rainy night into a beautiful snowy night.

Snowflakes fell gently, adorning the city with a silvery white blanket.

On the brightly lit streets, groups of Moon Gazers could be seen patrolling, but there was not a trace of evil spirits.

What? Lu Ran, refusing to believe it, flashed again, from residential areas to bustling commercial streets, from subway stations to air-raid shelters.

A peaceful place.

Lu Ran was completely stunned, and then turned on a full-length mirror.

From the snow-covered ice city of Northeast China to the warm spring-like city of Yeyu in Southwest China.

From Songshan's Jingang Ancient Temple to Guangfo's Liyuan Ancient City, and then to Hangzhou's Huadeng Ancient City.
Arriving in the familiar city of Hangzhou again, Lu Ran teleported to the side of the clock tower, glanced at the clock which was past eight o'clock, and then looked into the distance.

As he passed through the bustling metropolis with its neon lights, he came across a magnificent statue of a young girl, the Yuanxi Goddess, standing steadily with lanterns swaying in the beautiful ancient city beneath her feet.

So, what about the demons?
"Everyone, please!" The sudden loud voice caught Lu Ran's attention.

He looked down and saw a group of people gazing at the moon stop and look up at him.

"salute!"

Each of the men standing by the moon stood ramrod straight, their expressions solemn, and their military salutes were impeccable.

Lu Ran felt as if he had returned to a few years ago.

In his hometown of Yuxiangcheng, he earned the respect of the Wangyue Army with his solid combat achievements.

Although he has not yet achieved complete success, he has already made unparalleled contributions, and wherever he is, he will see pairs of ardent eyes.

Just like a few years ago, Lu Ran returned the greeting with clasped hands.

"Burning God! Burning God!"

"Hey! Burning God! Here, here, I'm here!"

Lu Ran turned around and saw a group of people gathered by the window on the floor below the large clock face.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! This is seriously awesome! *cough cough cough*"

"So the demons dare not come anymore? You brought so many new gods to the Great Xia, and the demons are afraid? They dare not come anymore?"

"Haha! Burning God is awesome!!"

"For over forty years, I've never had such a peaceful fifteenth night before!"

"Waaaaah, I'm so excited, come here! Let's take a picture! Waaaaah, I'm so thrilled! Come quick, come quick~"

Lu Ran: "."

For a fleeting moment, he wanted to cancel the spellcasting of the magical artifact, the Smoke Green Gauze.

Why are you ordinary people not afraid at all when facing people from the Heavenly Realm?
Why should I, a dignified being from the Heavenly Realm, scream and tremble with fear when facing Xiao Ruyi?

That's unreasonable!

However, we should still cherish the time we have in the Heavenly Realm.

If one day I truly become a god, and then create a celestial body, my soul will be composed of the remnants of a god.

The smoky veil could not conceal the oppressive aura emanating from the gods.

"Lock the windows." Lu Ran's voice drowned out the excited shouts. "The night has only just begun."

"What's the point of continuing? It's already over!"

"Yes! The demons must be afraid of you and dare not come!"

"That's great, that's really great!"

Lu Ran was quite helpless, realizing that his appeal was not as strong as he had imagined. The crowd behind the window was almost boiling over, cheering and jumping for joy on this night of the fifteenth of the lunar month, which was full of dangers.

It's both magical and realistic.

"Whoosh~" The smoky ribbon seemed to extend infinitely, quickly reaching the window and closing it tightly from the inside, then turning into wisps of smoke that flowed out from the gaps.

Fearing that more and more people would gather, Lu Ran immediately concealed himself.

He had no idea what was going on tonight.

Why hasn't the demonic faction, led by the Evil Gun Emperor, taken any action?

Lu Ran didn't believe that a king like the Evil Spear Emperor would be afraid. Could it be that the other party was trying to make friends?

impossible
Or perhaps the forces in the Northwest are plotting something?
Lu Ran frowned slightly, then slowly flew into the night sky, looking down at the peaceful and tranquil city below.

He was also unaware that the internet had completely exploded!

Especially on Tianjiao's official website, where Lu Ran's only social media account is located, a massive influx of comments is pouring in.

"Burning God!! You're back, they dare not come again!"

"Ahhh! I really want to go out and set off some firecrackers!"

"So many years, damn it! Evil spirits invade every fifteenth of the month, but not tonight?!"

"Burning God, I misunderstood you. I even said before that if you said that to me, I would slap myself twice!"

"Lu! Ran! You! Are! My! God!"

"The gates of the underworld open on the fifteenth of the lunar month, and demons and evil spirits come on their own? Where are you? I'm asking you, where are you? We, the God of Burning, have returned with the gods, so come on then! Huh?"

That night, the world understood the true value of this photograph.

Below the comment is a photo.

The young man was left hanging alone in mid-air.

The surging crowd, like a huge, tightly clustered bonfire, surrounded that figure with fluttering robes.

In the gaze of countless devout and fervent eyes, he was a god descended from heaven.

They were also people who were lifted up high.

Photos of the new gods in various ancient cities across the Great Xia Dynasty were also uploaded, one after another.

As time went by, the comments gradually changed.

"Location: Beijing. No evil spirits here!"

"Location: Jinling, where there are no evil spirits!"

"Location: Chengdu, no evil spirits!"

"Have some confidence, all of you! By the God of Burning, speak boldly to me! My location is Great Xia, there are no demons here!"