[How is it?] Lu Ran opened a pair of Pupils of the Dead World, watching two Dead Souls fly in succession, continuously converging before his eyes.
The Faceless Jade Venerable remained as elegant as ever.
During her flight, she kept curiously watching Lu Ran, secretly pondering something.
The Yinli Tiger was much more irritable.
Yet no matter how furious it became, it couldn't escape the outcome of being seized by Soul Seizing.
[Indeed, abundant resources.] Jiang Ruyi sighed softly.
[Isn't it, isn't it~]
[Hehe.] Jiang Ruyi couldn't help but laugh, the dignified Master of the God Demon, speaking as if seeking praise like a child.
Before Lu Ran could transmit his voice, she asked again: [How come there are no Dead Souls of the Mountain Lord's underlings?]
It wasn't that Jiang Ruyi was greedy, but rather that she was worried about Lu Ran being exposed.
Any soul that witnessed Lu Ran's display of divine power and returned to the embrace of a God Demon's wraith might provide corresponding information to the God Demon.
For the past half month, every time Lu Ran slaughtered a God Demon's underling, Dead Souls always appeared in pairs.
[Perhaps the Yinli Tiger clan is somewhat special? Or maybe the Mountain Lord's underlings were already dead before I engaged in the battle.]
[As long as nothing is missed, that's good.] In the Sculpture Garden, Jiang Ruyi closed her stone eyes, [I feel like I'm about to advance.]
[Good!] Lu Ran's face showed excitement, and his enthusiasm was even more abundant for a moment.
This place was not far from Divine Mountain, though not inhabitable, yet he could try to snatch food from the jaws of a tiger, to escort little Ruyi on her way!
"Shoo~"
Lu Ran was searching for Dead Souls when the Cold Night Sword flew over from afar, the hilt fitting into Lu Ran's palm.
"They've moved." The voice of the Cold Night Sword Spirit was just like Jiang Ruyi's, making Lu Ran's heart tighten.
"Moved?"
"Hmm, they are heading in our direction, very quickly." The Sword Spirit's tone also became grave.
Lu Ran frowned slightly, temporarily dispelling the plan to seize Dead Souls.
If nothing unexpected happened, the other side should be the soldiers stationed at Divine Mountain, but the question was, why had they endured for half a month and now lost their patience?
Lu Ran had always thought that the other side would stay within Divine Mountain, waiting for his visit.
Maybe they would even rely on the advantage of terrain and the power of Divine Mountain, the status of gods, to exert pressure on his side.
But now it seemed that wasn't the case?
"Hmm..." Lu Ran pondered for a moment, surveyed his surroundings, and chose a medium-sized Stone Peak, slowly flying over.
Regardless, the other side abandoning their home field advantage was a good thing!
Lu Ran, therefore, also planned to wait here.
Meanwhile, in the Divine Mountain region.
A black-clad woman with disheveled hair, wielding a Tianchen Long Sword, grew a pair of black mist tiger wings on her back, dashing swiftly towards the northwest.
"Yin Yan!" On the tall mountain behind her, a Human Clan soldier shouted urgently and angrily.
However, Yin Yan ignored the shouting, flying with remarkable speed.
Near the Divine Mountain of Sick Wood, there were many Faceless Jade Venerables wandering and hunting, and Yin Yan sensed that the Divine Weapon approaching her had stopped at a certain place for a long time.
This inevitably made her believe that the Master of the Divine Weapon was intercepted by the Faceless Jade Venerable!
In theory, the other side had been gone for half a month, proving their own strength, sufficient to roam the Heavenly Realm Battlefield, but Yin Yan still wanted to check out the situation.
Toward the challenger, she felt not only curiosity but also a hint of anticipation.
Being able to share the same Domain as the Love-Seeking Sword is no easy task, and it is even rarer for someone to enter the Heavenly Realm with a Divine Weapon.
So, what kind of person is the other party?
Another... miserable wretch on the verge of losing self?
"Heh." With this thought, Yin Yan smiled self-mockingly and flew even faster.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a silk robe fluttering.
The lackeys collecting Holy Spirit Energy outside wanted to return to Divine Mountain for orders, having first to pass through the Faceless Jade Venerable, and those heading out from the Divine Mountain area also have to break through the Faceless Jade Venerable's blockade.
"Whoosh~"
Yin Yan, not interested in fighting, broke herself into wind and continued rushing northwest.
The Faceless Jade Venerable chased for a long time but eventually stopped.
If the other party had been a Yinli Tiger underling, by their nature of loving battle and vicious beastly nature, they might have stopped.
But this woman was a Human Clan Believer, wholeheartedly fleeing, giving no opportunity for the Faceless Jade Venerable to engage, continuing pursuit would only waste effort.
The energy storm belonging to the Yinli Tiger clan was colorless and formless.
In an instant, the Yinli Tiger female disciple vanished without a trace.
Curiously, the God Mountain Lord appeared more ground-attributed, known for the famous Earth Escape Technique.
The Yinli Tiger, on the other hand, was wind-attributed, flying swiftly and nimbly.
It's hard to imagine what terrifying chemical reaction would occur if a God and a Demon merged into one.
Wouldn't it be able to soar to the heavens and escape to the earth, omnipotent?
"Whoosh~"
The Cloud Sea and Mist Sea flowed east.
Between heaven and earth, a fierce wind counterflowed, continuously moving west.
Suddenly, the wind stopped, assembling quietly in mid-air, forming the silhouette of a woman.
Yin Yan, holding the Love-Seeking Sword, instantly locked onto the mysterious cloaked figure sitting atop the Stone Peak.
By the build, this person should be male?
He sat cross-legged, his wide bamboo hat concealing his face, adding an air of mystery.
A Black Ice Long Sword lay flat across his knees, and his fingertips repeatedly brushed over the cold blade.
Yin Yan squinted her eyes.
The man's fingers were long and fair, appearing very young, which somewhat surprised her.
"You've arrived."
The heavy voice came from the Stone Peak.
His voice made Yin Yan even more certain of her guess, and as the mysterious cloaked figure slowly raised his head...
Yin Yan's heart skipped a beat!
Even though she had some guesses, the eyes exposed beneath the brim of the bamboo hat, above the blood crystal mask, with their spirited brows, still left Yin Yan utterly shocked.
This is just...just a child?
Lu Ran likewise was observing her, seeing a disheveled woman with maddened hair, and beneath the tangled locks, her sickly pale face.
The physical strength of a great power in the Heavenly Realm is beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
At this stage, the human clan's body has already begun transforming into a pure energy body. Even if Lu Ran were to fight intensely day and night without rest for a month, he wouldn't end up in such a state.
In other words, to harm oneself to such a pitiful extent, it's not easy.
"What's your name?" The woman in black looked down at the young man on the peak.
Lu Ran did not respond, instead he asked, "And you?"
"Yin Yan," the woman did not conceal, "Yin of gloomy rain, Yan of bright sun."
Lu Ran nodded silently, looking at Yin Yan's haggard appearance; he sighed heavily in his heart and slowly asked, "Is he gone?"
Yin Yan gripped the sword hilt tightly, her knuckles bloodless from the force.
The one who understands you the most is either someone very close to you or your opponent.
The divine weapons in their hands had the same domain direction.
It was naturally not hard for Lu Ran to guess what had occurred with her.
After a long silence, he pursed his lips but still uttered two words: "Condolences."
The lightness of those words could hardly comfort someone so deeply in love, but Lu Ran truly did not know what else to say.
He, of course, considered her as an opponent.
Yet at the same time, the two of them were the same kind of people.
There was a vast silence between heaven and earth.
The young man sat on the peak, the woman stood in the air, each staring at the other without a single movement, the atmosphere suffocatingly oppressive.
The only thing continuously flowing was the eternally surging sea of mist.
"Whew..." After a long time, Yin Yan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She tried to suppress her turbulent emotions, not wanting to reveal too much in front of a young stranger, although she knew there was no hiding from the Master of Divine Weapon with a similar kind.
The hand grabbing the sword hilt slightly relaxed, "Your person is still there."
Lu Ran nodded.
To be precise, he was exactly that person.
Because the Cold Night Sword belonged to Jiang Ruyi, but it wasn't wrong for her to say it like that.
Yin Yan looked directly into Lu Ran's eyes and said softly, "So young, so deeply affectionate, quite unexpected."
Lu Ran shrugged, accepting the praise on behalf of Immortal Jiang.
"Have you thought about it, you may never see her again in this life?"
"Why?" Lu Ran looked at the woman.
Yin Yan opened a hand, indicating this heaven and earth, the meaning clear without words.
Lu Ran fell silent.
To him, the human world, the Mountain Realm, and the Heavenly Realm were all his to travel freely.
But to other human believers, from worshipping gods, growing through cultivation, to being tossed into the Mountain Realm slaughterhouse, then forcibly ascending to the Heavenly Realm battlefield.
Every part of it is orchestrated by gods and demons.
Whether it's the human world, Mountain Realm, or Heavenly Realm, it's all an inescapable prison for people.
The only difference is, people born in the human world, growing there, have a special term for that equally cruel prison—home.
"What if she is also in the Heavenly Realm?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.
Unexpectedly, a faint sorrow emerged in Yin Yan's eyes, "I hope you're just being glib."
Compared to fighting for survival every day on the Heavenly Realm battlefield, it would be better if she stayed in the human world.
Even if they can never meet again, at least she's alive.
There remains a sliver of hope.
Lu Ran said, "Your temperament doesn't seem like a disciple of the Yinli Tiger."
"Heh." Yin Yan laughed, slowly shaking her head, "I just happen to meet someone who shares my sorrow and said a few more words."
Lu Ran nodded lightly, then changed the subject, "You've been stationed at the Divine Mountain all this time, why come out now?"
Yin Yan raised her long sword, looking at the gleaming blade, "The Sword of Longing is eager to meet you, to see what kind of person you are."
"Longing." Lu Ran murmured, it truly is a good name.
"To see if you are worthy of entrusting the Divine Weapon Domain to."
Lu Ran couldn't help raising an eyebrow, hearing that, was she here to die?
Considering everything that happened to Yin Yan, it somewhat made sense, yet Lu Ran wouldn't be easily convinced.
He smoothly asked, "And how should I be judged to be qualified?"
"By receiving two moves from me, two kinds of Divine Weapon Domains."
"That suits me." Lu Ran smiled, "Cruel and devious, it's how the Yinli Tiger clan should be."
Yin Yan also smiled but didn't explain, instead she said, "Aren't you curious, about what your Divine Weapon Domain looks like?"
Lu Ran slowly stood up, brushed the dust from his backside and said, "I'm here to defeat you, not to take your test."
Yin Yan watched the young man's untidy actions, made all the more free and easy by that resolute martial spirit.
"Besides, the heavens have already arranged too many tests for her and me."
Lu Ran twirled the sword into a flower, pointing it at the woman hovering in the air, his eyes turning cold, "I'm tired of it."
Suddenly, the brutal and violent aura unique to the Yinli Tiger clan filled the heavens and earth.
Yin Yan similarly twirled a sword flower, her voice icy and piercing, "I hope she can wait for you."
"She never waited for me."
"Hmm?"
"She's always been running toward me."
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