The Old Gods

Chapter 940 What Can't Be Taken Away
One man and one god, their swords clashing.

The human youth hovered in mid-air, pressing down with one hand holding a knife, while the goddess Nüying assumed a bow stance, parrying upwards with the other hand holding a knife.

Their eyes swept over the two swords that intersected in a cross shape, and they stared directly at each other.

"Human, you have many techniques." Nüying exerted force and pushed the knife upwards.

From the perspective of spellcasting, the difference between experts at the first, second, and third levels of the Heavenly Realm is not that great. However, in terms of physical strength, there is a real difference of a whole realm!

Nüying's physical body is undoubtedly at the third level of the Heavenly Realm.

Lu Ran is at the second level of the Heavenly Realm.

He felt a tremendous force strike him; Nüying's strength was extremely tyrannical and far beyond his ability to resist.

In that instant, Lu Ran filled his hands with the power of the raging heavens, and his backward-leaning figure immediately stabilized.

How perceptive was Nüying!

Naturally, he noticed the sudden surge in the young man's power!

She narrowed her eyes slightly, suddenly relaxed her strength, and at the same time turned to the side and reached out her hand.

She turned to the side, letting the downward-slashing blade graz her chest. She reached out, taking advantage of Lu Ran's downward slash, and grabbed straight for his head.

"Shu~"

Lu Ran's figure flashed, and Nv Ying's hand grasped at empty air.

Without making any unnecessary movements, or even needing to react, Nüying simply turned around and swung her knife upwards.

"Ding!!"

With another crisp sound, the Eight Desolations Blade and the Crimson Silence Blade clashed heavily.

The human youth appeared behind her just as before, teleporting behind her.

That must be his fighting style.

The woman remained expressionless, as if she had completely read the young man in just one exchange.

Those sharp eyes suddenly turned to the left, and it turned out that Lu Ran was holding the Xia Guang Blade in his other hand and had already slashed horizontally.

Even more terrifying, a thin, long knife mark was left at the tip of the blade.

Previously, the female warrior would have naturally determined that the 18-meter-long thin wind mark came from the North Wind's Remnant Wind Mark.

But at this moment, Lu Ran used the teleportation technique and displayed a violent power that surpassed the realm of immortality. Nü Ying was no longer sure what kind of technique this was.

After all, the mysterious young man in front of them seemed to know everything.

"Bah!"

The woman reacted incredibly quickly, her feet buckling as she flew backward in a supine position.

A long knife mark swept across directly above her face.

It was both thrilling and dangerous!

Nu Ying remained unfazed, as if she had anticipated this scene. She flew backwards in the thick fog, her knife flashing repeatedly.

A series of crimson sword arcs were swiftly unleashed, heading straight for Lu Ran's face.

Just as Nüying gripped the blade, preparing to stab the back of her head, she suddenly sensed a terrifying energy surging rapidly from in front of her.

Nüying's heart skipped a beat!
She didn't possess any eye techniques and couldn't see through the fog, but she could sense a dangerous aura approaching.

Extremely dangerous!
Even though Nüying had fought countless battles and spent years on the front lines, she hadn't smelled the scent of death for a long time.

Let alone this body at the third level of the Heavenly Realm, even if the Divine Sculpture itself were here, it would probably be blasted into pieces.

The Crimson Blade suddenly flew to the side.

Nu Ying gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and moved sideways along with the divine weapon.

"call!!"

An incredibly thick pillar of fire blasted a path through the sea of ​​fog, incinerating all the gray fog along the way.

The fierce battlefield fell into silence.

Dozens of meters to the side of the pillar of fire, a woman emerged from the sea of ​​fog, revealing her graceful figure.

She grasped her high ponytail at the back of her head with one hand, gently pulled it down, and straightened her slightly messy long hair, gazing at the young man engulfed in flames in the distance:
"This is your secret, which is why you can hunt down gods and demons."

Lu Ran replied, "This is the capital I have to fight alongside you."

Nu Ying looked at Lu Ran quietly.

Lu Ran continued, "I will eventually overthrow the rule of the powerful gods, and I will also annihilate the stubborn and unyielding among the gods and demons and turn them into my own."

I will unite the gods and demons, leading them in a united front against external enemies!

"Turn it into our own use?" Nü Ying said calmly.

Lu Ran slightly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the top of Nv Ying's head before looking behind him.

Nüying turned her head and saw a goddess statue suddenly appear in the dim sky and in the distant sea of ​​fog.

A moment later, it disappeared without a trace.

The woman's eyes flickered slightly.

There's a statue of a deity there?!

It is not an ordinary stone sculpture, but a real divine sculpture, and even has a complete divine position!

From beginning to end, she was completely unaware of the existence of this deity.

This brings to mind the message the monk had recently shared with the gods: a group of wicked humans had somehow discovered a way to devour divine souls and inherit divine positions.
"Greedy Wolf?" Nü Ying turned to look at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran nodded: "In this world, there will never again be that greedy and cunning beast. The one who will step on the bones of the greedy wolf to ascend to the altar will be a loyal and reliable soldier."

They are our comrades who will fight alongside us against the Faceless Jade Venerable.

Nu Ying stared intently at Lu Ran: "You humans should trust your own kind more, so why didn't you ambush me and devour my soul?"

A muffled voice came from behind the human youth's blood crystal mask: "I've heard that you are a pure warrior, yearning for loyal and powerful comrades."

I heard you were born with a mission.

He devoted his entire life to slaying the Faceless Jade Venerable.

Nu Ying's sharp eyes gradually turned scorching.

The next instant, the flames on Lu Ran's body suddenly went out, and all his divine power was completely imprisoned.

Nu Ying stumbled, lunged forward, and thrust her knife at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran tensed up, clearly sensing that Nü Ying's imposing aura had increased significantly, even her movement speed had increased dramatically. "Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of blades clashing was continuous and subtle.

Lu Ran felt a tingling sensation in his tiger's mouth, so he could only fight and retreat, dodging repeatedly.

There is a significant difference in their levels of understanding!

The third level of the Heavenly Realm, Nüying, was even more ferocious than the afterimage of the god!

Is it an illusion?

Obviously not!

The divine afterimage is strong in its realm and the grade of its spells, but at the beginning of the battle, the female hero's afterimage did not cast any spells at all, but was scrutinizing the mysterious human youth.

Even when the afterimage wielded the sword and slashed, it gradually compressed the living space of the human youth.

However, even with her constantly accelerating attacks, there is a speed limit.

After all, the afterimage of the god is illusory; it is not a true "holding of the knife," but rather letting the blade in one's hand move as one pleases.

The limit of slashing speed depends on the fourth-tier divine weapon, Crimson Silence Blade, rather than the afterimage of a god.

Things are different now!
The female warrior now possesses a physical body and is a real being.

She truly wielded the sword in battle, surpassing Lu Ran by a whole realm, and every swing of the sword was infused with the power and speed of her physical body.

"Whoo~"

Amidst the churning sea of ​​fog, swords flashed and shadows danced.

The Valkyrie pressed forward fiercely, and the human youth suffered repeated defeats.

Lu Ran's heart was in his throat!

In every previous battle, he was covered in water-flow armor.

At this moment, his water armor dissipated, and any strike could rip him open.

Sidestep, step back, block, bend over, leap backward
Lu Ran was already at his limit, but he was still overwhelmed!

"Ding!!"

As the two swords clashed, Lu Ran's hand trembled violently!
His numb arm swung back, and the Radiant Blade flew out of his hand, heading diagonally backward.

"Relieve your strength, human race," Nüying's voice was firm and resolute.

Lu Ran parried to the right with the Eight Desolations Blade in his right hand, pushed against the blade with his left hand, and dodged to the left.

Desperate to save her master, Yanxia Ling used her advantageous position to wrap her arm around Nüying's wrist, while another piece clung to the blade of Chiji.

"Bah!"

With a slight twist of her wrist, Nüying adjusted the angle of the Crimson Silence Blade and slashed diagonally, tearing the Misty Cloud Silk into pieces.

A small piece of soft silk was flung into the sea of ​​mist by her.

Lu Ran's pupils contracted slightly. As the two swords clashed, another tremendous force struck, forcibly pushing him to the side and moving him nearly a hundred meters away!

"Hehe." Lu Ran tried his best to calm his pounding heart, and reached for the Yanxia Silk with one hand, grasping the smooth cut surface.

The shimmering silk ribbons fluttered gently, indicating that she was alright.

Meanwhile, Nüying, standing a hundred meters away, stepped on a small section of the shimmering silk, unaware that the flying object beneath her showed no signs of struggling.

She slowly turned to look at Lu Ran: "Did you hear that? Distract yourself."

Lu Ran looked up and saw the Valkyrie walking towards him step by step.

She was only half a head taller than Lu Ran, but she was like a majestic mountain, slowly crushing over him: "Your magical artifacts will shatter, your divine weapons will fly away, and your divine and evil magic can be taken away."

But not in combat skills.

Lu Ran gripped the Eight Desolations Blade tightly and caught the rapidly returning Radiant Light Blade: "Are you giving me a lesson?"

Nu Ying's foot suddenly lurched forward, rapidly closing in: "Weren't you going to be my comrade-in-arms?"

Lu Ran decisively dodged to the side, avoiding a direct confrontation with the majestic sacred mountain.

The woman stomped her feet heavily on the ground and slashed horizontally with her knife.

Lu Ran took another step back, and with the help of Yanxia Ling, he flew backward into the sky.

As soon as the female warrior stopped her attack, she looked up at the human youth and her gaze fell on the flying belt wrapped around his waist.

The afterimages of gods and demons possess the ability to fly.

However, the female warriors, being made of flesh and blood, do not possess the ability to fly, and this sect also lacks flying techniques.

If she wants to fly into the sky, she needs to rely on divine weapons.

Once the battlefield moves into the air, not only will Nüying be without a foothold, but she will also have to wield the only divine weapon that can carry her into the air to fight, which will naturally greatly reduce her combat power.

Just as Nv Ying was about to say something, she saw Lu Ran fly down again and stand in the fog.

"Go, leave the Silent Domain, and heal yourself." Lu Ran tilted his head slightly, his cheek brushing against the soft, misty silk.

Despite lingering close to Lu Ran, Yanxia Ling eventually obeyed its master's command and flew away into the distance.

The third magical artifact, the Misty Silk, has the effect of being able to extend indefinitely.

This means that even if only a small piece remains, given enough time, it can be fully restored.

Nu Ying said, "Why not listen to the magic instrument? Just now, it made a wise decision for you."

Lu Ran looked at the Valkyrie and replied with her previous words:
"Wasn't I supposed to be your comrade-in-arms?"

Nu Ying's eyes shone brightly, a hint of admiration flashing in them: "Actually, your fighting skills can also be taken away."

Lu Ran frowned slightly.

The woman's resolute words sent chills down one's spine: "I was severely injured, with both my arms and legs severed."
Your prized fighting skills will also be taken away.

"You're on a completely different level from me, why would you need to use words to pressure me? Or are you simply saying that my choice was foolish?"

“On the contrary,” Nüying slowly shook her head, “there is one thing that can belong to you forever and can never be taken away.”

"What?" Lu Ran raised an eyebrow slightly.

Nu Ying did not respond further, but her gaze was intense, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

As if expecting something.

The next instant, she suddenly charged forward!
The crimson blade was pointed directly at the left side of the human youth's chest.

(End of this chapter)