The Old Gods

Chapter 845 Darkest
After the master and his minister finalized the details of the stone sculpture, Huangfu Zhao spoke up: "Young master, I have another matter to report."

"Sir, please speak."

"After contacting Wuya, I rushed to the Bee Elephant Divine Mountain in the southwest region." Huangfu Zhao's expression was grave.

Lu Ran's heart sank to the bottom.

“Lingxiang disciple Xiang Wang has been imprisoned by the gods, and I have not been able to see him,” Huangfu Zhao said in a low voice.

"captivity?"

"Yes, Xiang Wang should not be dead. We don't know what happened between him and the divine spirit, but he should be imprisoned inside the sacred mountain and unable to see the light of day."

“Hmm,” Lu Ran pondered for a moment, then said, “Sir, there’s no need to be too pessimistic. If Senior Xiang is really imprisoned, it will actually ensure his safety.”

Most of the followers of the Lingxiang sect, who were more inclined towards close combat, died at the hands of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

Xiang Wang's imprisonment also means that he will not join the battle. Therefore, as long as Mount Fengxiang remains standing, the prisoners in the mountain should also be safe.

"Hmph." The eyebrowless evil monk snorted coldly, "Perhaps the gods could no longer suppress Xiang Wang's momentum of advancement, so they trampled him underfoot and personally helped Xiang Wang dissipate his cultivation."

"Disperse your cultivation?" Lu Ran frowned and looked up at Wuya.

Wuya's eyes were sinister, and beneath his excessively imposing body, his voice sounded somewhat effeminate: "The human race has suffered severe internal injuries, its meridians are damaged, and it is difficult for them to regroup."

Lu Ran was furious!
In terms of cultivation, the human race is indeed like flowers in a greenhouse.

Speaking of the Dao heart alone, if it is damaged in the slightest, you will not be able to make any progress.

The same applies to the physical level.

Lu Ran had never worried about this aspect before because when he first entered the Mountain Realm, he recruited a great physician from the Sea Realm.

Furthermore, Lu Ran himself possesses a healing method.

No matter how much he harms his body, he can always heal and restore it to its peak condition.

However, the spiritual disciple Xiang Wang
The gods themselves have personally intervened to suppress and destroy the physical bodies of the human disciples. The Spirit Elephant Sect has no corresponding healing techniques. How can they rise again?
Even if you spend years or even decades to finally recover your health, then what?

Will we be trampled on by the gods again and repeat the same mistakes?
Lu Ran suddenly said, "Senior Wuya, you seem to know a lot about this?"

"Hehe." Wuya chuckled and said in a low voice, "Young Master, why do you think I've been stuck at the first level of the Heavenly Realm?"

For a moment, both Lu Ran and Huangfu Zhao looked very unpleasant.

Huangfu Zhao had already reached a conclusion about the gods' suppression of the human race's advancement, but unfortunately, information did not circulate on the battlefield of the Heavenly Realm.

Many years ago, after Huangfu Zhao had traveled extensively through the mountains, he had always believed that the gods were secretly causing trouble.

Looking at it now, the gods have clearly come!

Therefore, covert obstruction can only slow down the growth of the human race. Despite numerous interferences, the human race can still climb up little by little.

It seems that Wuyai has experienced the same thing over the past few years?
The insidious tricks of the Divine Monk could not stop Wuyai in the end, so he tore off the mask and took direct action!

"Whoo~"

Black flames ignited in Lu Ran's hand as he grasped Wuya's arm, transferring the black flames to him.

Wuya naturally knew that this was the evil Black Lantern Technique: Fire Cage!

A bath that brings rebirth from the ashes.

To his surprise, he heard the wonderful sound of fish blowing bubbles again.

"Boom~"

In Lu Ran's other hand, a small, jet-black carp was presented. The little creature crashed into Wuya's solid chest, shattering into a surge of life force that flowed into his body.

Ink Carp Evil Magic: Resurrected Carp!
A resurrection that brings the dead back to life!
"Thank you, young master," Wuya said in a low voice.

Compared to healing the hidden injuries and chronic illnesses in his body, Wuya cares more about Lu Ran being able to cast spells freely.

This also proves that Lu Ran and Huangfu were not lying at all.

“Senior Wuya, there is no need to worry. In a few days, I will guide you to merge with the Nuo Sha God Sculpture. Your body will transform into a pure energy body and become the original stone sculpture.”

Lu Ran's face was gloomy as he continued, "From now on, no one will be able to stop you."

"Om!!"

Before Wuya could speak, the pair of ring knives he wore at his waist began to tremble simultaneously.

Lu Ran had long ago informed his master of all the divine weapons and magical artifacts he possessed, and Wuya carried two second-tier divine weapons with him at all times.

Wuya noticed the other person's gaze and said, "These are the Mandarin Duck Blades and the Double Blades. When the two blades are combined, they can unleash a destructive power that surpasses their own grade."

"Good, with such a divine weapon to assist him, after Mr. Wuya replaced Nuo Sha and swallowed the opera mask, he will be able to kill enemies with even more ease."

Wuya's heart stirred.

Lu Ran had always referred to giving him the Nuo Sha God Sculpture.

Now there's another twist to the story!

The third-class evil god, Ximian, is the opposite of Nuosha.

Its specific form is a fierce mask, quite similar to the mask worn by the god Nuo Sha.

This clan is extremely ruthless, and their methods are even more brutal.

As is widely known, the third-class god Nuo Sha is one of the few gods in the Great Xia Dynasty whose divine powers involve the soul.

The Nuo Sha Divine Technique - Blade of Sha allows disciples to tear at the enemy's soul with every swing and thrust of the blade.

As two sides of the same coin of the gods, the evil god Xi is even more formidable when it comes to the torment of the soul!

They were masters of imprisonment and torture!

Fortunately, it is an object-type demon with a rather low level of intelligence and rarely appears in the human world on the night of the fifteenth.

Otherwise, the people of Great Xia would have been devastated to an unknown extent.

“The Faceless Clan can make their figures appear blurry,” Wuya probed. “Hmm,” Lu Ran said while healing the other party, “In the future, the Faceless Jade Venerable will probably have a hard time hurting you.”

"Om~"

"Buzz!" The Mandarin Duck Twin Ring Blades vibrated again, quite violently, as if to indicate their master's mood.

The eyebrowless, wicked monk's eyes gleamed, and he briefly abandoned the composure befitting a powerful being of the Heavenly Realm, his words tinged with a hint of mockery:
"Why did you change your mind, young master? Are you pitying my plight?"

“No, it’s because I didn’t make it clear before.” Lu Ran shook his head. “God and demon are two sides of the same coin. Since you chose Nuo Sha, the stage is naturally yours.”

Wuya nodded slightly.

Lu Ran looked up at the other person: "In addition, I gave the stone sculpture to you because you deserve it. It is a reward for your loyalty to the Yunhai Sect and out of trust in my mother."

I benefited from my mother's protection, and in some ways, so do you.

"It is because of Sect Master Qiao that you are qualified to stand before me."

Lu Ran, who had been relatively mild-mannered, suddenly became sharp in his words and continued, "But as far as you and I are concerned, we both have something we need to prove to each other."

"Young Master, please calm down." Wuya changed his previous attitude and looked at the overly young new leader. "I will definitely satisfy you."

Lu Ran nodded and said, "Let's encourage each other."

Despite his sharp words, Lu Ran still showed utmost respect to Yunhai's former followers who were loyal to his mother.

Lu Ran meant proving it to each other, not just one side.

The ruler and his subject here are getting to know each other and working together.

Huangfu Zhao, standing to the side, was filled with sorrow and sighed silently.

Wuya turned his head and looked at him: "Old friend, Xiang Wang is now under strict guard by the gods. You know that with our current strength and what we have done, we cannot go to Bee Elephant Mountain to rescue him for the time being."

“Hmm.” Huangfu Zhao clearly agreed with the other party’s words.

It was precisely because he knew this that he lamented.

I wonder how much longer Xiang Wang can hold on?
Will we be able to wait until the day when Ranmen ascends Mount Fengxiang and asks the gods for people?
Wuya added, "Once Xiang Wang gives up and bows down to the gods, he will eventually be released."

Huangfu Zhao smiled and shook his head, a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Just like you were back then."

"Heh." Wuya laughed as well. "It's been many years. My old friend, do you want to test if my monk's knife is still sharp?"

Lu Ran: "."

He was genuinely afraid that Huangfu Zhao would blurt out, "My sword has never been less effective!"

But clearly, this was just a joke between two old friends.

It's just that both sides are at the towering Heavenly Realm, their power is too great, and they look intimidating on the surface.

Huangfu Zhao waved his hand and sighed, "Before this, I thought that Tianhao had encountered misfortune and Xiang Wang had suffered a blow, and that they had done something that caused them to be punished by the gods."

"Tianhao?" Lu Ran's heart sank.

Previously, when Huangfu Zhao recounted the story of the surviving members of Yunhai's old forces, there was a man named Tianhao.

This person seems to be... perhaps a disciple of Poison Bee?
Huangfu Zhao looked at Lu Ran: "Young Master, during my trip to Fengxiang Divine Mountain, I learned that Tianhao has already died in battle."

Lu Ran remained silent for a long time before nodding.

Huangfu Zhao had previously found only 11 former subordinates of Yunhai.

Of these eleven people, Zheng Qingshan and Tian Hao sacrificed themselves, Xiang Wang was imprisoned, and only Yan Chou and Wu Ya joined the Burning Gate.

Only six people remained, their fates unknown.

Of these six people, it's unknown how many are still alive.
Sometimes, Lu Ran also wants to be optimistic and positive.

But ever since he entered Holy Spirit Mountain, he has been taught a lesson by reality time and time again.

Later, he ascended to the heavens, came into contact with a higher level, and learned more.

The world also repeatedly told him:
There is no limit to how cruel it can get.

Lu Ran was so badly beaten that he was even prepared for one in ten to survive.

Now that Huangfu Zhao, Yan Chou, and Wuya have joined the Burning Gate, it can be considered that they have exceeded their mission expectations. Every additional one is a bonus.

The only thing Lu Ran wasn't prepared for was how to tell his mother this news someday in the future.

"Sigh," Lu Ran sighed deeply.

Huangfu Zhao said in a deep voice, "Next, I plan to go and find Leng Tianxing and Leng Tianyue, the brother and sister."

"It's up to you, sir." Lu Ran summoned an ancient bronze mirror, which then transformed into a full-length mirror. "I'm leaving, Wuya."

Wuya stepped forward to catch up, then suddenly turned his head slightly, glancing behind him out of the corner of his eye:
"Be careful, don't die."

"Protect the young master well, and rein in your capricious nature." Huangfu Zhao did not offer any guarantees, but instead gave a stern warning.

Wuya let out a cold snort and stepped into the mirror.

Huangfu Zhao watched as the full-length mirror vanished without a trace before stepping on purple lightning and disappearing.

The darkness before dawn is always the darkest and coldest time.

Huangfu Zhao's eyes grew increasingly determined as he sped through the thick fog, leaving stone peaks behind him.

The dawn of the world can be waited for.

The dawn of humanity, however, is different.

Huangfu Zhao was once powerless, but now he is certain: although he has not yet seen the dawn, he has seen someone who can fight his way to it!
"Sizzle~ Sizzle!"

A purple figure waded through the sea of ​​fog, and purple electricity swept across the mountain peaks.

They disappeared into the distance at high speed.

(End of this chapter)