The Old Gods

Chapter 838 With the Wind
This man is exactly as described in the description of the ugly slave; he must be Mr. Huangfu!

The more Lu Ran looked, the more excited he became.

Should they go and acknowledge him? The battlefield is incredibly chaotic, and Huangfu's location is far from the sacred mountain.
Ok?
Before Lu Ran could make a decision, Huangfu had already dashed away, like a purple electric current, wrapping around the faceless jade statue countless times.

In the blink of an eye, half of the faceless jade deity's body was severed!

"Crack!!" The broken jade vessel shattered with a loud crash, and Lu Ran saw Huangfu's true face once again.

He then took out several square jade pendants from his pocket. Some of them were solid, while others were illusory, and all were about the size of a palm.

Huangfu Zhijian leaped slightly into the air, holding a pile of jade tablets, and peered toward the location where the faceless jade statue had died.

Ninth-Rank Demon Soul Jade?

This is the opposite of Caiyu, a ninth-rank deity. Its overall strength is pitifully weak, and there isn't even a stronghold for this evil spirit within the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm.

However, in the list of evil spells of the Demon Soul Jade, there is a highly functional technique of the same name – Soul Jade!
This method can imprison the souls of the deceased.

"Sizzle~ Sizzle~"

A moment later, Huangfu transformed into a streak of purple electricity once more, heading straight towards the sacred mountain.

So dashing!

"Good guy~"

Lu Ran grinned.

The deity Dongting was positioned in the second row, and Huangfu was naturally a second-class deity disciple. However, the visual impact he brought to Lu Ran was definitely greater than that of Yan Chou, the former first-class evil god disciple!
Isn't this too fast?

The output is also quite impressive!

However, the Faceless Jade Venerable's defensive capabilities were undeniable. The fact that she was able to have half of her body removed in such a short time was undoubtedly the result of Huangfu's repeated attacks.

In other words, Huangfu must have circled the enemy countless times and slashed countless times with his sword!
Could this person be considered the pinnacle of combat power in the Yunhai Sect?
Lu Ran thought to himself.

If I could recruit this person and have him lead a Burning Gate squad, how reassured would I be?

Lu Ran watched the purple lightning bolt return to the sacred mountain, naturally not daring to chase after it. At this time, the war was in its most intense stage, and if Yin Tian were to go into the mountain to search, he might encounter an accident on the way.

She can indeed transform into a whirlwind, immune to physical attacks, but the overwhelming barrage of exploding thunderbirds can blast her to smithereens.
Let's wait!
Once the situation eases up a bit, then send Yin Yan.

Lu Ran opened his eyes, the eyes of the dead, searching for the souls of the dead, and his figure flickered again.

Such a lavish feast is extremely rare, and he doesn't want to waste a single second of it.

Lu Ran was working hard to strengthen himself, while Huangfu, heading towards the sacred mountain, went through countless hardships and finally plunged into the mountain cave.

There was a dull thud!
Huangfu crashed heavily into the stone wall, but strangely, the seemingly ordinary stone wall showed no signs of cracking.

"hehe."

Huangfu was panting heavily. Back at headquarters, he wasn't as at ease as he had been outside.

He raised his left arm and looked at his elbow, searching for a moment, but found no signs of his clothes turning into jade.

No matter how exquisite the clothes are, they are nothing more than external possessions.

What's truly worrying is the flesh beneath the clothes.

Once contaminated by jade, the only option is to cut off the affected area to prevent further damage.

"Om~"

Several jade tablets flew out on their own, clinging to the stone wall and releasing the souls of the dead within.

The souls, having just regained their freedom, merged back into the mountain and vanished without a trace.

Huangfu remained silent, then turned to look outside the cave.

Purple thunderclouds still shrouded the sky and earth, and the demon minions and the faceless jade lord were still fighting. This great battle had lasted for several days, and there was no sign that either side would stop.

"Ugh"

Huangfu sighed deeply.

When will this end?
The war in the heavens never ends.

Originally, the God and Demon faction had allies, so Huangfu dared not make any rash statements about how much the Cloud Sea Sect would achieve.

At least the once glorious Yunhai Sect is the most likely emerging force to change the battlefield landscape! Disadvantages can be turned around little by little, and advantages can be accumulated bit by bit.

However, this human force was halted from within and was forcibly dispersed by the countless gods and demons!
Is the God and Demon faction at a disadvantage?

unimportant!
The battlefield was locked in a protracted and arduous struggle, and neither gods nor demons could find a way to win, nor did that matter.

The absence of the Cloud Sea Sect is very important!
"Snapped!"

Huangfu suddenly raised his hand to cover his face.

One jade pendant after another fell into his palm; if he hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been a series of slaps to the face.

"Continue." The brief, authoritative two-word command filled Huangfu's mind.

There was no encouragement, no comfort.

They didn't even let people rest, let alone give them any rewards.

The human believers, euphemistically called disciples, were in reality lowly slaves.

"Yes, Lord Dongting." Huangfu knelt down obediently, not daring to show the slightest disrespect, until his head hit the ground heavily, his eyes filled with desolation.

He didn't know how much longer he could endure this kind of life.

He no longer even understood why he was persisting.

Are you waiting for someone who is neither here nor there?

Is she still alive?
Even if they're still alive, they must be tortured beyond recognition.

Or perhaps, I should keep dreaming, hoping that one day I can break free of my shackles and advance to the third level of the Heavenly Realm?
Then try to change some of the circumstances?
However, ever since Qiao Wanjun appeared among the human race, the gods and demons must have been secretly doing something.

How many years has it been? On those sacred mountains, among those human believers, where are there any who can advance any further?

Those who ascend to the Heavenly Realm afterward will forever be stuck at the first level of the Heavenly Realm, while "old-timers" like myself will forever remain at the second level of the Heavenly Realm.

It is impossible to improve even a little bit more.

Even if I did break through the constraints...
The process of advancement for humans is so long; is it possible for me to advance smoothly?

Sect Master Qiao was the first to take the plunge, and now gods and demons all know what kind of threat the human race at the third level of the Heavenly Realm poses. How could they possibly allow themselves to advance?

"Have you knelt enough?" The authoritative voice echoed in my mind once more.

Huangfu was startled!
He quickly got up and, like a streak of purple lightning, left the mountain cave at lightning speed.

Slay the enemy, capture their souls, return them to the mountain, and offer them to the gods.

Slay the enemy again, capture the soul again, and return to the mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods.
There is no day-night cycle in the Celestial Battlefield.

Huangfu didn't know how much time had passed. He was just mechanically completing the tasks. His motivation to survive didn't seem to be any kind of fantasy, ideal, or perseverance.

It seems that he was simply a human being, instinctively wanting to survive.

The instinctive urge is to survive in each battle.
This earth-shattering battle has finally come to an end.

The number of Faceless Jade Venerables flying in from the east has decreased dramatically. Huangfu is still collecting the souls of the dead, and has even been sent out again to hunt down the Faceless Jade Venerable clan.

Chase?

Such a situation is very rare.

Huangfu has been stationed at Thunder Mountain for many years. After each major battle, the mountain side always has a period of rest and recuperation.

But this time, Lord Dongting seems to be truly enraged!

Huangfu didn't have much interaction with the deity, but from the few words he exchanged, he could vaguely deduce that Lord Dongting had suffered a great loss.

Much of its original energy has been taken away?

After all, there could only be one reason that could anger the gods so much.

From this perspective, the Faceless Jade Venerable clan should have made a fortune in this great battle!

Is that why they stopped while they were ahead, fearing an attack from other sacred mountain forces?
Huangfu joined the pursuit, relentlessly chasing the Faceless Jade Venerable clan. They fought their way out for a long, long time until they encountered the main force of the Faceless Jade Venerable clan that had come to their aid, at which point they reluctantly gave up.

Thanks to their speed advantage, the Thunder Mountain team escaped.

The endless war finally came to a halt.

Huangfu never expected that upon returning to the mountain after his defeat, he would unexpectedly encounter an acquaintance.

They weren't that close, but this woman was the beloved wife of a former comrade-in-arms.

I've forgotten how many years ago that was.

When Huangfu realized that something was wrong with his cultivation and that his path to advancement seemed to be blocked, he searched all over the mountains.

He was searching for his former comrades-in-arms, and also wanted to see if any of the human believers on the various sacred mountains had advanced further.

The harsh reality poured buckets of cold water on him.

Fortunately, he reunited with old friends, which warmed his heart time and time again.

"Yin Yan?"

On Thunder God Mountain, which was covered with purple orchids, Huangfu looked at the woman in black beside the flowers, unsure if he had addressed her correctly.

Yin Yan looked at the man in the purple robe and said calmly, "He's still alive."

"How did you come to Qingshan?" Huangfu was indeed caught off guard by the sudden encounter with an old friend, but he stopped as soon as he said his comrade's name.

Within the sacred mountain area, it is not appropriate to discuss the former subordinates of Yunhai.

Moreover, Lord Dongting was currently burning with rage.

Unexpectedly, Yin Yan, without any restraint, directly said, "Dead."

"Dead? Qingshan, he..." Huangfu stared blankly at Yin Yan. Even someone as mature and composed as him was thrown into disarray at this moment.

“It died a long time ago.” Yin Yan said casually, her gaze unfocused as she looked at the large purple orchid beside her.

It has blades of grass that are like sharp swords, long and slender.

The sorrow of the human ants could not stir the slightest pity in the demon, Zitinglan.

Instead, the blades of grass swayed, releasing winding purple currents that bloomed brilliantly.

Very dazzling.

Huangfu lowered his head silently, a trace of sorrow flashing deep in his eyes.

Another one is gone.

Another old friend who fought alongside me and risked his life for me is gone.

Perhaps, many, many of my old friends are gone, but I've been trapped on Thunder Mountain and haven't known it.

The Heavenly Battlefield is never short of life and death separations.

One day, all traces of the Cloud Sea Sect will be erased.

Those who once cherished ideals and were willing to sacrifice everything will eventually fade away with the wind.

No one will remember their names.

No one will hold a memorial service.

No one even knew they had ever been there.

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(End of this chapter)