The Old Gods

Chapter 830 Lament in the Sea of ​​Fog
"Something's wrong with him!" Yin Yan heard the voice of the Sword Spirit of Longing in her mind.

【how? 】

"The divine weapon he cultivated overlaps with my domain; he cannot be a heartless person!" The Spirit of the Acacia Sword was absolutely certain.

The Sword of Longing is certainly not invincible.

There is no shortage of cold-blooded and ruthless people in the world, and as cultivators ascend step by step, there are also many who are "forgotten of emotions".

If someone else were to fall victim to this attack and remain unmoved, the Lovesick Sword would certainly not react in this way.

But who is the young man in the straw raincoat?

He and Yin Yan are the same kind of people!

After being hit by the first divine weapon domain, "Questioning the Past," he covered his eyes and trembled, clearly showing that he had emotions and desires.

It was just a young person's reaction, which didn't meet Yin Yan's expectations.

With the opening of the second divine weapon domain, "Most Yearning," the young man in the straw raincoat's reaction became even more unpredictable.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
he.
Yin Yan's expression froze slightly, then a thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly said, "Your person is right beside you?"

Lu Ran remained silent, sighing inwardly.

You guessed it?

That's true, there are indeed quite a few limiting conditions.

Seeing that Lu Ran neither spoke nor denied it, Yin Yan's heart was in turmoil!

Yes, only when it's within reach can the longing he's constantly feeling be gradually dispelled.

Only then can he maintain a normal mind.

Long before the battle began, the Sword of Longing had informed Yin Yan that the young man in the straw raincoat possessed the aura of many divine weapons and magical artifacts!

In this light, perhaps one of the magical artifacts could be used to bring humanity into its fold?
"You're insane! You brought her to such a dangerous place?"

"You're meddling too much," Lu Ran said in a deep voice.

"Heh." Yin Yan ignored Lu Ran and instead clenched her fist and tapped her forehead.

She suddenly realized something, something the young man in the straw raincoat had said before: she had never waited for me.

She kept running towards me.

That's it
"It seems I have another reason to leave." The spirit of the Sword of Longing transmitted its thoughts once more.

Yin Yan lowered her eyes, looking at the long sword in her hand.

Lovesick Sword: [You and I have already failed, but he hasn't.]

Yin Yan slowly gripped the sword hilt, her eyes filled with bitterness.

"He passed." The Spirit of the Sword of Longing uttered these four simple words, as if issuing an ultimatum.

Ever since I saw the young man in the straw raincoat, I have been repeatedly amazed by his presence and his sword.

From age to martial arts skills to his identity as a believer.

Now, the man and the sword realized that this mysterious young man actually carried that person with him.
This is the battlefield of the Heavenly Realm!

Foolish! Reckless!
It's so enviable it's insane.

"I'm tired, Yin Yan." The spirit of the Sword of Longing sighed deeply. "I'm in so much pain."

"Hmm." A faint sadness flashed across Yin Yan's eyes. Suddenly, she spread a pair of black mist tiger wings and charged towards Lu Ran.

The sudden turn of events put Lu Ran on high alert.

He gripped the Cold Night Sword tightly, his hand brimming with the power of the raging heavens, and charged forward.

"Crack!!"

The sound of the sword breaking was extremely jarring.

And it was so decisive and efficient.

Lu Ran stared wide-eyed in disbelief, never imagining that a dignified third-tier divine weapon would shatter so easily.

The person wielding the sword did not infuse any divine power into the Love-Sickness Sword.

The Lovesick Sword itself had also dissipated all its energy, as if it were about to turn into ordinary steel, ready to be cut down at will.

Behind the divine weapon was the person wielding the sword!

How fast is Yin Yan moving?
In an instant, he would be cleaved in two by the Liangye Sword.
With a "whoosh," Lu Ran suddenly dodged to the side!
The cool night sword blade pierced Yin Yan's upper body shallowly, leaving a scratch, but did not harm her further.

Lu Ran made it blink in place, allowing its opponent to "penetrate" the longsword.

A muffled thud!
The dark, gloomy light crashed heavily into the sea of ​​fog, like a stone skipping across a lake, bouncing up and falling into the distance.

Lu Ran stood still and looked back.

Because he had been tricked before, he was accidentally hit by the opponent's first divine weapon domain, "Questioning the Past".

Therefore, Lu Ran was on high alert during this confrontation! However, his caution did not help him dodge, but instead spared his opponent's life.

"Buzz~" The Liangye Sword trembled slightly.

In the darkness, there was no longer an invisible hand suppressing it, preventing it from moving an inch.

From now on, the sky is high and the birds can fly freely!

Lu Ran stared with his luan-like eyes at the woman who was slowly coming to a stop in the sea of ​​mist.

She remained motionless, seemingly without a sound.

Is she dead?
Judging from her final strike with the Lovesick Sword, both she and the sword were seeking death.

Lu Ran pursed his lips, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Because the other party was a disciple of Yin Li Hu, known for his ruthless nature and notorious reputation, Lu Ran remained vigilant.

I never expected her to actually do it!

Not only was the Lovesick Sword devoid of energy, but she herself also dispelled her Water Armor, leaving her completely defenseless.
It seems that person's death was indeed a great blow to her.

Lu Ran remained silent for a moment, then walked over.

Yin Yan crashed heavily into the thick sea of ​​fog, her mind hazy and unable to see anything clearly, but she could faintly hear footsteps approaching.

Immediately afterwards, a large hand gently grasped her arm.

With just one gesture, Yin Yan's nose tingled with emotion.

A mist rose in her eyes.

The woman's pale face slowly emerged from the misty sea of ​​fog, and through the hazy vision, a blurry figure came into view.

"You...you've come to pick me up," Yin Yan murmured.

Her eyes shifted constantly, sometimes sad, sometimes surprised, her emotions rising and falling dramatically. Lu Ran released her hand and silently stepped back.

"You still... you still won't forgive me?" Yin Yan's hand froze in mid-air as she murmured softly.

She was still immersed in a strange emotion, but the pain coming from all over her body gradually brought her back to her senses.

Do not!
wrong!

Yin Yan quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes and looked ahead.

In my line of sight, the blurry, tall figure revealed its true form.

A young man in a green raincoat and blue hat, wearing a mask.

Lu Ran looked apologetic and nodded slightly.

I'm sorry, I'm not the one you're looking for.

"No, how...how is this possible?" Yin Yan placed one hand in front of her, the slanted wound still bleeding.

After being thrown around and feeling completely disoriented, she finally regained full consciousness amidst the intense pain.

Do not!
It shouldn't be like this.

Yin Yan covered her face with both hands.

The youth's sword had clearly already cut him in two!
I have clearly already seen him
"What kind of person is he?" Lu Ran asked softly.

Yin Yan ignored him, covered her face tightly with her hands, and slowly squatted down, her whole body engulfed by the sea of ​​fog.

The sobs grew louder and louder.

It gradually turned into crying, and then into heart-wrenching screams.

Hearing this, Lu Ran felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Neither side in this battle are normal people, as can be seen from the divine weapon domains they are fighting over.

Lu Ran did indeed have some feelings of "the rabbit mourns the fox's death, and things of the same kind grieve for each other".

He listened to the mournful cries, looked up, and silently gazed at the sky shrouded in thick clouds.

As the sound of jade robes fluttering in the wind grew louder, a wave of oppressive power followed.

Lu Ran turned his head and saw a beautiful white jade sculpture.

The faceless jade deity continued flying at full speed, its gaze sweeping over Lu Ran, then following the sound of cries, it landed on the misty sea to the side.

Lu Ran sheathed his sword and then drew out the Eight Desolations Blade and the Cloud Sea Sword.

"Whoo~~~"

The faceless jade deity gazed down expressionlessly, clearly indifferent to the joys and sorrows of these lowly ants. Her jade robes billowed as she plummeted, one exquisite jade foot striking Lu Ran squarely in the face.

Lu Ran suddenly took a step back.

"呲-"

His movements were incredibly fluid. In the instant he dodged the jade foot's stomp, mist erupted from beneath his feet, and he abruptly shifted to the side.

"Ding!"

That was the sound of the Cloud Sea Sword striking the knee of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

"Crack!!"

That was the sound of the Eight Desolations Blade slashing through the jade kneecap.

The faceless jade vessel's expression suddenly changed!

Before the hem of her jade robe, which had been billowing upwards due to her rapid descent, could fall, one of her legs had already been severed.

She turned her head sharply and looked at the audacious ant.

But then they saw that the lowly human ants had already returned, and they were incredibly fast.

"Whoo~"

The faceless jade vessel immediately flew backward and upward.

"呲-"

Unexpectedly, the human ants that turned to attack could increase their speed even further.
It even improved by two whole levels, catching everyone off guard!
Lu Ran's legs were submerged in a sea of ​​mist, with fog spraying out from beneath his feet. His Jiangpin Immortal Hoof had been transformed into Tianpin Immortal Hoof!

The First Form of the Burning Gate Saber Technique: Asking the Moon!
The Cloud Sea Sword came first, and the Eight Desolations Blade followed.

It was the same fleeting figure beneath her jade robe, and the same severed leg that flew off into the air.

"Snap! Snap!"

The faceless jade statue stood frozen in mid-air, with fine cracks creeping upwards from her broken knees, spreading across her entire body.

The cold and indifferent expression of the faceless jade deity had changed as he looked at the young man in a straw raincoat who was falling into the sea of ​​mist.

She frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

The mysterious young man's formidable strength left her both astonished and bewildered, while his combat performance undoubtedly demonstrated his extensive combat experience.

He has probably fought against himself countless times.

However, given that the two sides have fought countless times, how could he not remember such a powerful young man?

So, he can devour the souls of the dead?!
The faceless jade deity's expression changed slightly, and it suddenly flew straight upwards.

The next moment, a figure flashed to the side of the Faceless Jade Venerable and slashed her waist with a knife.

"Crack!!"

The white jade carving, covered in cracks, suddenly shattered.

Lu Ran hovered in mid-air, sword in hand, drawing upon the soul of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

"That's how you spared my life," a woman's hoarse voice came from far below.

Lu Ran looked down and saw that the woman who had just been emotionally broken down and crying out in pain had now composed herself.

Only his red-rimmed eyes told him that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"Why?" Yin Yan's voice was hoarse.

"Om!!"

The fairy jade sculpture in the sculpture park suddenly trembled.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If someone I care about were to meet with misfortune, I would not die in such a miserable way."

Yin Yan's eyes were dark and unfathomable as she stared intently at Lu Ran.

(End of this chapter)