"Hoo!!"

Yin Yan sprouted a pair of black mist tiger wings from her back and charged directly at Lu Ran.

The speed of the Yinli Tiger clan was no less than that of the North Wind - Night Charm. Lu Ran's body tensed, and he swiftly stepped back to block.

"Clang!"

The Acacia Sword and the Cold Night Sword clashed fiercely, emitting a piercing sound.

Yin Yan's expression changed slightly; she felt a tingling in her palms, and her Divine Sword almost slipped from her grasp.

This young man... what tremendous strength!

Lu Ran was about to counterattack when suddenly, two black mist strands shot out from Yin Yan's tiger wings, striking fiercely towards his face.

He tilted his head and stepped back.

In an instant, Lu Ran moved seamlessly, tilting his head to dodge the first whip and retreating to avoid the second.

At the moment his toes touched the ground, he suddenly darted forward.

Retaliation is only polite!

"Whoosh~"

A gust of wind surged.

Yin Yan's tiger wings didn't flap at all, yet her entire body flew backward and upward.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows and separated again by more than ten meters.

"Impressive skills." Yin Yan's tone was as cold as her gaze.

Lu Ran looked up at the woman standing in mid-air, silent and speechless.

He was aware that being in the Da Xia's god and demon system, the gods and demons stationed on this land naturally carried an "Eastern hue."

Sword One, Martial Artist, Flower Lantern, Spiritual Fortune...

Just a few random examples — these divine beings, from their core to their appearance and skills, were richly imbued with Eastern charm.

Of course, there were some gods and demons whose Eastern hue wasn't prominent, but they were never disconnected from the culture nurtured by this land.

It's hard to tell if this is a coincidence or if there's some inevitable connection.

In battles with most enemies, Lu Ran didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

But today was different!

Yin Yan's personal image truly resembled a Western fallen angel!

Pale complexion, jet-black eyes, ink-like long hair cascading to her calves, heavily misted black wings...

This inevitably led Lu Ran to ponder a bit more.

On Da Xia's side, there were the Holy Spirit Mountain and the Heavenly Realm Battlefield.

Presumably, other countries and regions in the world also have their own Holy Spirit Mountains and Heavenly Realm Battlefields.

Lu Ran didn't believe that the believers in other regions lived well; at least in the human world, evil demons invaded all over the world, month after month.

The question was whether in the Heavenly Realm Battlefields of other regions, the foreign enemies were also Faceless Jade Venerables?

What was the situation on those battlefields?

Was it also like the Eastern battlefield, struggling to resist and achieve a balance?

A Faceless Jade Venerable had once threatened Lu Ran, telling him to kneel at her true self's feet, and after sensing Lu Ran's resistance, the Faceless Jade Venerable had said something particularly memorable:

"Your time is running out."

Lu Ran wasn't clear if this was a psychological tactic from the Faceless Jade Venerable or if she indeed had made breakthrough progress in some aspects or regions...

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"Rumble!"

Lu Ran agilely dodged, eventually landing in a thick sea of mist.

Under the whipping of fine black whips, the stone peaks shattered.

"What kind of person is she?" Yin Yan suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran was momentarily stunned, naturally knowing who the "she" referred to by his opponent was.

And at that moment, Yin Yan attacked directly.

The Yinli Tiger clan flew incredibly fast!

In this move, her disheveled long hair was "straightened" by the wind, flowing diagonally backward like a silky black ribbon.

Fully revealing her pale and beautiful face.

What a sickly tiger, truly sinister, huh?

The person hasn't arrived, but the whip strikes first!

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." countlessly long black mist whips extended from Yin Yan's back, frantically whipping the youth in a raincoat.

Even a slight brush of the Yinli whip could cause not just skin lacerations but would make the soul tremble!

But the scene unfolding before her eyes...

Yin Yan was stunned!

She didn't know what kind of existence the raincoat-clad youth was, to be able to dodge and weave through such dense whip shadows.

Up till now, she didn't even know which sect or school Lu Ran was a disciple of!

Is he a Wusheng Sect disciple, able to sway with the wind?

No!

The Wusheng Sect's power skills lie within the grand move of Dual Hero Masks: Fierce Black Face, but the raincoat youth clearly hadn't unleashed it.

And from the way the raincoat youth was dodging, he wasn't a feather being pushed by Divine Power waves.

He didn't have the gentle, swaying feeling with the wind; instead, his movements were extraordinarily swift!

Could it be, that he was a Mountain Lord believer?

Was this terrifying movement technique purely trained?

"Roar!" Yin Yan let out a fierce shout.

The Yin Tiger Roar from the Yinli Tiger clan could make enemies tremble with fear.

However, the raincoat youth pressed forward instead of retreating, as if unaffected, continuing to dodge the dense whip shadows, aiming his sword directly at Yin Yan's face!

"You!" Yin Yan instinctively flew backward at an angle.

"Baa~"

A sudden bleating sound made Yin Yan's face change!

The violent aura in her heart couldn't be suppressed, and even her retreat slowed down.

"Hiss—"

Mist billowed from beneath Lu Ran's feet, and he suddenly appeared right in front of Yin Yan.

"Clang!"

The two swords clashed!

The battle-hardened Yin Yan always kept her weapon in front of her; it was a battle detail she honed through numerous life-and-death duels.

It was precisely this small detail that blocked most of the enemy's attacks.

The young man in the straw cloak had overwhelming power, slashing the long sword from Yin Yan's hand, sending it flying.

The Lovesick Sword "whooshed" away, but a streak of light, at the moment the two swords clashed, was imprinted into Lu Ran's body.

He had no time to dodge!

First, because the attack caught him off guard, and secondly, because the distance between them was too close, and the streak of light was so fast that by the time Lu Ran reacted, the light had already vanished.

Lu Ran even thought he was hallucinating.

"Screech!"

In an instant, what happened didn't stop Lu Ran's slashing movements; the Lovesick Sword flew away, and the Cold Night Sword scraped across Yin Yan's front, tearing a gash in her Water Flow Armor!

The sword tip even ripped open her clothing, leaving a shallow blood mark on her body.

"Hiss..." Yin Yan gasped, her whole person sobering up considerably, retreating backward diagonally from the strike.

At this moment, she truly smelled the breath of death.

With the terrifying combat prowess displayed by the young man in the straw cloak, would he possibly stop pursuing?

Perhaps, since Lu Ran was hit, but Yin Yan couldn't gamble her life on it.

"Hoo!!"

She decisively shattered into wind, endless black whips dispersing, a demonic wind flying into the sky.

And Lu Ran... indeed did not pursue.

To be precise, maintaining a slashing posture, he was fixed in place!

The streak of light imprinted into his body was not a physical attack because the Water Flow Armor didn't react.

A mysterious streak of light, it was also definitely not a mental attack since Lu Ran's Spirit Defense Techniques couldn't block its effect.

Lu Ran's eyes widened slightly, his lips behind the Blood Crystal Mask trembling gently.

Like a sculpture, he was completely fixed in place.

Evil Technique: Yin Tiger's Howl, an attack on the enemy's soul layered on spiritual output.

You must first be mentally impacted before your soul gets injured.

Evil Technique: Yinli Whip, attacking the enemy's soul layered on physical output.

You must first be whipped by the black mist long whip on the flesh to have your soul whipped.

And the streak of light just now drilled directly into Lu Ran's body, torturing his soul!

"Hoo~"

In the sky, a blast of demonic wind took shape, Yin Yan once again spreading a pair of pitch-black wings, standing in mid-air.

The Lovesick Sword, which flew away, returned, observing the young man in the sea of mist with her.

The previously intense battle came to a halt.

Yin Yan extended her hand, pale fingers stroking the shimmering sword blade:

"This sword does not cut the body, only questions the past."

Lu Ran slowly straightened his body, raising his hand to cover his eyes, needing no explanation from his opponent, he was already being interrogated.

Is there regret in your heart?

Do you have obsessions?

Are there unresolved ties?

Lovesick Sword · First Divine Weapon Domain · Question The Past!

"Buzz!!" The Cold Night Sword trembled violently, as if reminding Lu Ran, to pull him back from special thoughts.

Yin Yan remained silent, carefully sensing the changes in the world around her.

The emotions of a Great Power in the Heavenly Realm could, of course, affect the surrounding environment, even enslaving weak beings, making them lack personal emotions and just drift along.

[Lu Ran.] Suddenly a cool voice imprinted into his mind.

[Ah!] Lu Ran awoke with a start, like a drowning person grabbing a lifesaving straw, being pulled out of the lake, gasping heavily.

[I'm here.] Jiang Ruyi said softly.

"Hmm..." Lu Ran lowered his hand, eyes downcast.

No regret.

A deep obsession with her indeed. The embodied figure rests in the Sculpture Garden.

Unfinished ties also deeply engrained in my mind, accompanying me along the journey, writing the unfinished story together.

"Is that it?" Lu Ran raised his head, looking at the woman standing in mid-air.

Yin Yan's face turned icy cold, replying frostily, "I misjudged; you're not as deeply emotional as I thought."

"Why be so arrogant?" Lu Ran gazed at her from afar, "My story isn't tragic."

"Heh." Yin Yan let out a cold laugh, hard to imagine these words spoken by someone wandering alone in the Heavenly Realm.

"Hoo!!"

She suddenly raised her long sword, energies surging wildly.

Soon, countless transparent sword shadows like fine rain blanketed the entire area.

Each sword shadow didn't fall straight down; they truly seemed like rain threads swaying in the wind, drifting down.

A step forward, a sidestep, a head tilt...

Once again, Yin Yan saw amidst the dense attacks that figure strolling leisurely.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran reached out proactively, lightly touching a falling sword shadow beside him.

Upon this touch, Lu Ran's weaving figure halted.

Sorrow falls like rain, thoughts entwined like wind.

Lovesick Sword · Second Divine Weapon Domain · The Deepest Longing!

Every sword shadow clung desperately to Lu Ran's mind, igniting his thoughts and feelings.

Yin Yan grew completely furious!

Looking at the young man in the straw cloak bathed in sword rain, she angrily shouted, "Are you Faceless Jade Venerable?"

How could someone be so indifferent?

By now, Yin Yan no longer hoped for Lu Ran's mental breakdown, nor the loss of will to fight.

But at least you shouldn't be so unresponsive!

"Heh." Lu Ran laughed, raising his eyes to look at the enraged woman.

Could there be a possibility...

That I carry the antidote with me?

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