Battle Through the Heavens: The Holy Sun Immortal Venerable

Chapter 291 The Battle of the Peak!

The news of Lin Ran's return to the Holy Sect spread like wildfire throughout the entire Central Continent.

In an instant, the entire Holy Sect, and even the entire Central Continent, became extremely popular.

The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame was incredibly powerful, yet Lin Ran was able to return safely from it—this was the first time in its thousand-year history.

Even before Lin Ran returned, the Holy Sect was already able to clash with the Soul Palace. Now that Lin Ran has returned, wouldn't the Holy Sect be able to overpower the Soul Palace?!

While the news of Lin Ran's return spread like wildfire throughout the Holy Sect, the Soul Palace fell into silence.

This situation was quite encouraging to the ordinary members of the Holy Sect.

At this point, they would naturally associate this matter with Lin Ran, who had just returned.

In an instant, Lin Ran's prestige within the Holy Sect and even in the Central Plains soared once again.

To suppress the Soul Palace's arrogance single-handedly—such an ability can only be described as terrifying!

of course.

These thoughts, of course, are limited to those ordinary members of the Holy Sect.

The high-ranking members of the Holy Sect understood that this was merely the calm before the storm. The Soul Palace was undoubtedly gathering powerful figures, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the Holy Sect...

……

This somewhat oppressive silence lasted for about a week.

Within this week, the friction between the Holy Sect and the Soul Palace decreased by a great deal.

Both sides seemed to have become much more restrained, no longer taking the initiative to attack, each guarding their own territory and maintaining the utmost vigilance and preparedness.

Amidst this bizarre standoff, even some other forces sensed that something was amiss.

Thus, countless gazes from all directions in the Central Plains once again turned to the Holy Sect and the Soul Palace, while some with a keen sense of smell secretly sensed some undercurrents.

Since the birth of the Holy Sect, it has been in opposition to the Soul Palace.

However, the two sides did not truly begin to fight until the last two years.

However, everyone knew that in those battles, there were never any true clashes between top-tier experts. The only one or two times that happened, it was the Soul Palace that took the initiative to attack the Starfall Pavilion, and was ultimately defeated by Lin Ran.

That kind of clash was actually just a battle between peak Dou Zun and half-saint level beings.

While powerful experts at the peak of the Dou Zun level and those at the Half-Saint level are formidable, they are simply not enough to contend with the current Soul Palace and Holy Sect.

The true powerhouses on both sides have yet to make their move, but once the two sides start fighting, it will inevitably be the ultimate clash between the old and new forces, a battle that will affect the entire situation in the Central Plains!

Of course, the outside world's discussions meant nothing to Lin Ran.

After returning from the Demon Flame Space, Lin Ran did not participate in the various events of the Holy Sect. Instead, he reminisced with Zi Yan, Little Fairy Doctor, and others, comforting the girls' minds and bodies.

Then, Lin Ran rushed to the Nine Netherworld to check on Cai Lin's condition. After confirming that she was still in seclusion, he continued to protect her.

Lin Ran only returned to the Holy Sect after the Soul Hall sent a blood-red challenge letter...

Inside the stone pavilion in the courtyard.

Lin Ran stood with his hands behind his back. On the stone table in front of him, the blood-red invitation lay quietly, and a strong smell of blood could be faintly smelled from it.

"The Soul Palace finally couldn't hold back anymore."

Beside Lin Ran, Yao Chen gently rubbed the stone table with his palm: "The sect leader is irreplaceable to the Holy Sect in terms of both status and prestige. It seems that those guys from the Soul Hall are thinking of capturing the leader first."

Although the Holy Sect is powerful and influential, it is ultimately a coalition of forces.

Once the leader is defeated, the Holy Ancestor will be a disorganized mess and not a threat.

Lin Ran smiled calmly, flicked his finger, and the blood-red challenge on the stone table automatically opened, releasing a burst of blood energy that finally transformed into blood-red characters filled with sharp energy in mid-air in front of him.

"The Holy Sect Master Lin Ran will perish atop the mountain in three days, in a final showdown to the death!"

……

The Fallen Mountains are located at the intersection of the spheres of influence of the Soul Palace and the Holy Sect.

In the past, the two sides had fought many battles in this mountain range, and the back-and-forth battles were extremely fierce.

The name "Fallen" originates from ancient times. It is said that several powerful warriors, known as Dou Sheng, perished here during that era. Although this legend has led many treasure hunters to search the mountain range repeatedly, they have not found any trace of the Dou Sheng.

However, this did not diminish the fame of the Fallen Mountains in the Central Plains, especially when the Soul Palace and the Holy Sect chose this location for their decisive battle. The Fallen Mountains suddenly became famous.

The spread of the news was inevitable.

However, both sides may have underestimated the impact and shock brought about by the news. In less than three days, the once relatively quiet Fallen Mountain Range was occupied by a huge crowd of people at an alarming speed.

Forces and powerful individuals from all directions flocked to the Fallen Mountains. This battle for supremacy among the forces of Central Continent was unexpectedly eye-catching!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

As the morning sun pierced through the clouds and poured down upon the earth, the atmosphere in the mountains suddenly became intensely warm.

Countless powerful figures from the Central Plains arrived here, eager to witness the ultimate battle between the top forces of the Central Plains.

The Fallen Peak is the most majestic and precipitous peak in the Fallen Mountain Range, towering thousands of feet high. Some mountain paths are so steep that they seem to descend vertically, making it impossible to climb.

The meteorite fell atop the mountain, its surface smooth as a mirror, like a giant mirror.

The sunlight poured down, but was reflected back with an even more dazzling brilliance. From afar, a pillar of light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds, appearing exceptionally magnificent and awe-inspiring, filling people with a sense of grandeur.

Coupled with the countless figures floating around them, many people felt a surge of boiling blood. To live a life and be able to fight someone with everything under the spotlight is truly a life without regrets!

The sky around the mountaintop was crowded with people. All the powerful individuals with the ability to fly spread their battle qi wings or floated directly in the air.

Even closer to the mountain peak, one could see some reclusive old monsters and some senior elders of sects. It seems that these older generations, who are of considerable seniority, are also extremely curious about today's earth-shattering battle.

but.

Although the entire mountain range was crowded, no one dared to set foot on the Fallen Peak easily. Even the old monsters who could cause the surrounding space to collapse with a mere gesture stopped their bodies a thousand feet away from the mountain peak.

Under the watchful eyes of countless gazes, the space atop the Fallen Peak slowly distorted, and then, a spatial passage gradually took shape amidst those countless eyes.

"Hiss!"

As soon as the spatial passage took shape, an overwhelming, chilling black mist surged forth from it.

Faintly, a mournful sound emanated from within, causing many people around to change their expressions, their eyes filled with both disgust and fear as they stared at the black mist.

"The people from the Soul Palace have arrived..."

With such a prelude to their entrance, everyone immediately understood who it was and perked up.

Black mist surged forth, then churned violently, and seven figures slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

The seven figures, each exuding a vast and powerful aura, instilled a sense of dread in many onlookers. The Soul Palace truly lived up to its reputation as the overlord of the Central Continent, producing seven Dou Sheng at once—such a feat was truly awe-inspiring.

Among the seven figures, the two leading them were naturally the Hall Master of the Soul Hall and the old man of the Soul Demon. Behind them, there was only a familiar face, the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall. The rest of them were probably powerful figures from the Soul Clan.

With the appearance of these seven people, the temperature in the world suddenly became much colder, and even the sunlight pouring down from the sky seemed to carry a chill.

"The strength of this Soul Palace is terrifyingly high..."

Several senior elders from various sects watched this scene with solemn expressions.

After witnessing the Soul Hall's lineup firsthand, they realized even more clearly the vast gap between their sect's power and that of the Soul Hall.

The power of the Soul Palace alone is comparable to the combined might of all the major forces in the Central Plains!

"Since the people of the Holy Sect have arrived, then show yourselves."

The Lord of the Soul Palace merely glanced at the densely packed crowd around him before raising his head to look at a mountain peak far away.

The faint sound, like thunder, resounded throughout the entire Fallen Mountain Range.

"Is the Palace Master in such a hurry to die?"

As the Soul Palace Master's voice faded, a faint laugh rang out from afar.

The next moment, everyone saw the space on the other side of the Fallen Peak begin to distort, and more than a dozen figures emerged from it.

As these dozen or so figures appeared, countless people gasped in shock.

There is no other reason.

These dozen or so figures were all Battle Saints!

A slight silence fell over the world, clearly because everyone was stunned by the Holy Sect's grand gesture.

Some old monsters and the supreme elders of sects were also filled with shock.

No one could have predicted that, without anyone noticing, the Holy Sect's strength had expanded to such an extent, with more than ten Battle Saints. This force was no less than that of some ancient races!

"So you're still alive..."

Looking at the young figure standing in front of more than ten Battle Saints, the Hall Master of the Soul Palace frowned slightly, his heart filled with shock.

To be honest, the Soul Palace Master had always thought that Lin Ran had died in the Demon Flame Space. After all, two years had passed, and he was well aware of the terror of the Demon Flame Space.

To survive two years in a place like that is nothing short of a miracle!

"I'm so sorry to trouble you with your concern, Lord. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made it through." Lin Ran smiled calmly, his gaze serene.

"...The demonic fire is in your hands?!"

The Lord of the Soul Palace suddenly spoke.

Lin Ran smiled calmly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The Lord of the Soul Palace sighed softly, "I really didn't expect you to be able to do this. You possess the Pure Yang Holy Body, blessed with boundless good fortune. You certainly have great luck and fortune, but your ability and perseverance are truly admirable."

"But unfortunately, your mistake lies in opposing my Soul Palace!"

"In this battle, your Holy Sect has only one chance. If you lose, you will be doomed forever. Lin Ran, do you dare to accept the challenge?" The Soul Palace Master looked at Lin Ran indifferently. His voice was like the sound of ten thousand bells ringing in unison, carrying an extremely terrifying soul impact that swept towards Lin Ran.

Lin Ran smiled calmly, his aura flowing smoothly and naturally.

The Soul Palace Master's fierce, overwhelming soul attack was like a gentle breeze to him.

"bring it on."

Upon hearing this, the entire Fallen Peak fell into a deathly silence.

Countless gazes fell upon Lin Ran and the Lord of the Soul Palace; everyone could feel the extremely oppressive atmosphere in this place.

"Hehe, that's quite a bold move."

Beside the Hall Master of the Soul Palace, the old Soul Demon stared at Lin Ran with a cold expression and chuckled strangely.

Lin Ran glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the Hall Master of the Soul Palace and said, "I wonder what your intentions are in issuing this challenge?"

"Two wins out of three, three fighters from each side, to fight to the death!"

The Soul Palace Master said in a deep voice, "Of course, if you want the Soul Palace to go to war with everyone in the Holy Sect, I will not object."

"With the Soul Clan backing you, you certainly seem quite confident." Lin Ran chuckled and shook his head. "Fine, best two out of three, let your chosen fighters come out."

"Hehe, since you're so eager, then I'll naturally do you a favor."

The old man with the Soul Demon smiled sinisterly, then slowly took a step forward: "Count me in among these three."

As the Soul Demon Elder took that step, anyone with keen senses could see that the massive mountain suddenly trembled slightly. A hidden force, like an angry dragon, shot out from the sole of the Soul Demon Elder's foot, frantically breaking through the boulders in the mountain and roaring towards Lin Ran.

"Bang!"

However, just as the dark energy dragon was about to burst out of the ground, a figure behind Lin Ran also took a step forward. That step was exactly where the dark energy was used, and the hard ground sank by half a foot. The dark energy was shattered by that figure.

"The Soul Clan remains as shady as ever," Xiao Chen said slowly, staring expressionlessly at the Soul Demon Elder.

"Blood Axe Xiao Chen!"

The old man with the Soul Demon had a cold expression on his face, his eyes fixed on Xiao Chen like those of a venomous snake, and he spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The Soul Clan shall be annihilated!" Xiao Chen spoke calmly, a bloodthirsty aura emanating from his body, causing people to tremble with fear.

The old man with the Soul Demon frowned slightly.

Xiao Chen's combat strength is no less than his, and now that his cultivation has been restored, his strength is even greater than it was in the Demon Flame Space.

Fighting him would indeed be quite troublesome.

"Heh, as expected of Blood Axe Xiao Chen, after all these years, he's still as fierce as ever."

However, just as the old man with the Soul Demon frowned, an aged figure leaning on a cane appeared slowly and unexpectedly in the sight of all those watching.

The person's aura was concealed, as if they had merged with the surrounding space, indicating their immense strength.

With just one glance, everyone present took notice.

"Soul Thousand Hundred!"

"I can't believe it's Hun Qianbai! That old guy is still alive?!"

"The Soul Clan has even sent him out; it seems they're determined to severely damage the Holy Sect..."

(End of this chapter)