[Something's wrong with him!] The words of the Lovesickness Sword Spirit echoed in Yin Yan's mind.

[What do you mean?]

[The Divine Weapon he cultivated has overlapping domains with mine. He cannot be a heartless person!] The Lovesickness Sword Spirit was absolutely certain.

Of course, the Lovesickness Sword is not invincible.

The world is not short of cold-blooded, emotionless people, and as cultivators ascend, there are even more "emotionless sages."

If someone else were caught by this move and remained indifferent, the Lovesickness Sword would not react this way.

But who is this mysterious young man?

He and Yin Yan are the same type of person!

When he was caught by the First Divine Weapon Domain·Tracing Past Dust, he also covered his eyes, his heart trembling, clearly showing he has emotions and desires.

It's just that the young man's reaction didn't match Yin Yan's psychological expectations.

And as the Second Divine Weapon Domain·Deep Longing opened, the young man's reaction became even more unpredictable.

There must be something amiss!

He...

Yin Yan's face momentarily froze, a flash of insight struck her mind, and she suddenly said, "Is your beloved right beside you?"

Lu Ran remained silent, secretly sighing.

Figured it out so soon?

Indeed, there were too many limiting conditions.

Seeing Lu Ran not responding or denying, a storm surged in Yin Yan's heart!

Indeed, only being within reach could continually dispel the emotions of longing that were constantly aroused.

He could maintain his normal sanity.

Before the battle even began, the Lovesickness Sword had informed Yin Yan that the young man carried the aura of many Divine Weapons and Magic Artifacts!

It seems that perhaps among these artifacts, there is one that can house human beings?

"You're... truly a madman! You brought her to such a dangerous place?"

"Mind your own business." Lu Ran said coldly.

"Ha." Yin Yan didn't pay him any more attention, instead she clenched her fist and tapped her forehead.

Suddenly, she understood something that the young man had said earlier: she never waited for me.

She was always running towards me.

So that's how it is...

[It seems I have another reason to leave.] The Lovesickness Sword Spirit conveyed its thoughts again.

Yin Yan lowered her eyes, looking at the long sword in her hand.

Lovesickness Sword: [You and I have already failed, he has not.]

Yin Yan slowly held the sword hilt tightly, her eyes full of bitterness.

[He qualifies.] The Lovesickness Sword Spirit uttered four short words, as if delivering a final ultimatum.

From the moment she met the young man, both she and the sword had been repeatedly shocked.

From his age to his martial arts, to his identity as a believer.

Now, she and the sword realized that this mysterious young man was carrying his beloved with him...

This is the Heavenly Realm Battlefield!

Foolish! Reckless!

Enough to make one insanely envious.

[I am tired, Yin Yan.] The Lovesickness Sword Spirit sighed deeply, [I... am too pained.]

"Mhm." A faint sadness flashed in Yin Yan's eyes as she suddenly spread her black mist tiger wings and charged fiercely at Lu Ran.

The sudden scene made Lu Ran fully alert.

He held tightly to the Cold Night Sword, his hand filled with Fierce Heavenly Power, and charged forward abruptly.

"Crack!!"

The sound of the sword breaking was unbearably sharp.

Again, it was so crisp and decisive.

Lu Ran's eyes widened in disbelief, never expecting that a majestic third-tier Divine Weapon would shatter so easily.

The wielder of the sword never injected Divine Power into the Lovesickness Sword.

Including the Lovesickness Sword itself, it dissipated all its energy as if it wanted to turn into ordinary steel, ready to be broken.

And behind the Divine Weapon was the wielder!

How fast is Yin Yan?

In just an instant, she would be cleaved into two by the Cold Night Sword...

"Swipe~" Lu Ran flickered on the spot!

The Cold Night Sword blade barely grazed Yin Yan's upper body, leaving a scratch, but didn't harm her further.

He flickered on the spot with Lu Ran, letting the opponent "pass through" the long sword.

"Thud" sounded a dull thump!

Yin Yan crashed heavily into the misty sea, like a stone skipping on a lake, bouncing continuously, crashing towards the distance.

Lu Ran stood where he was, looking back.

Previously, he was caught off guard by Yin Yan, accidentally caught in her First Divine Weapon Domain·Tracing Past Dust.

This time, in the clash, Lu Ran's nerves were tense! Yet, this caution didn't help him evade, but rather saved his opponent's life.

"Buzz~" The Cold Night Sword trembled lightly.

In the dark, there was no longer an invisible hand suppressing it, preventing any movement.

From now on, the sky is high and the bird flies freely!

Lu Ran opened his Simurgh's Eyes, looking at the woman in the misty sea, slowly coming to a halt.

She lay there motionless, seemingly lifeless.

Is she... dead?

Judging from her and the Lovesickness Sword's final strike, the duo seemed to be seeking death.

Lu Ran pursed his lips, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Since she was a Yinli Tiger disciple, with a ruthless nature and notorious reputation, Lu Ran always remained cautious.

Unexpectedly, she truly meant it!

Not only was there no energy on the Lovesickness Sword, but she also dispersed her Water Flow Armor, not setting up any defenses...

It seems that the death of that person really hit her hard.

Lu Ran stood silent for a moment, then stepped forward.

Yin Yan had fallen heavily into the thick sea of mist, her mind was hazy, she couldn't see anything, but faintly heard what seemed like approaching footsteps.

Soon after, a large hand gently grasped her arm.

With just one action, a sourness rose in Yin Yan's nose.

A layer of mist welled up in her eyes.

The woman's pale face slowly emerged from the misty sea of fog, a vague silhouette appearing in her hazy vision.

"You... you came to fetch me." Yin Yan murmured.

Her gaze shifted between sadness and delight, constantly changing, her emotions fluctuating wildly.

Lu Ran released his hand and silently retreated.

"You... still, still refuse to forgive me..." Yin Yan's hand froze in mid-air, murmuring softly.

She was still immersed in a special emotion, but the pain from her limbs gradually brought her back to her senses.

No!

No, that's not right!

Yin Yan hurriedly wiped her eyes, looking forward.

In her vision, the vague tall silhouette revealed its true face.

Green cloak and hat, masked young man.

Lu Ran showed an apologetic look and nodded slightly.

I'm sorry, I'm not the person you wanted.

"No, how... how could it be?" Yin Yan's hand fell in front of her, the diagonally opened wound still oozing blood.

Thrown into confusion, under intense pain, she finally became fully awake.

No!

It shouldn't be like this.

Yin Yan covered her face with both hands.

The young man's sword clearly had already cut her in two!

She had clearly... seen him...

"What kind of person is he?" Lu Ran spoke softly.

Yin Yan ignored him, covering her face tightly, slowly squatting down, engulfed by the sea of fog.

The sobbing grew louder.

Gradually turning into crying, then into heart-wrenching screams.

Lu Ran felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

It was clear that neither side of this battle were normal people, as could be seen from the Divine Weapon Domain they were fighting over.

Lu Ran indeed felt a bit of "the rabbit dies, the fox grieves" sentiment.

He listened to the sorrowful cries, raising his head, silently looking up at the sky shrouded in dense clouds.

Until the sound of robes fluttering in the jade wind came from afar, bringing pressure with it.

Lu Ran turned his head and saw an exquisite white jade statue.

The Faceless Jade Venerable's flying speed did not slow, sweeping a glance over Lu Ran, and then, following the cries, landed on the foggy sea beside.

Lu Ran sheathed his sword, drawing out the Eight Desolate Blade and Cloud Sea Sword.

"Whoosh~~~"

The Faceless Jade Venerable overlooked below expressionlessly, evidently indifferent to the joys and sorrows of insignificant ants. As her jade robe billowed, she rapidly descended, a delicate jade foot aiming directly at Lu Ran's face.

Lu Ran quickly stepped back.

"Screech—"

His movements were seamless, evading the jade foot's stomp the moment the fog below his feet shot, swiftly shifting sideways.

"Ding!"

That was the sound of the Cloud Sea Sword striking against the Faceless Jade Venerable's knee.

"Crack!!"

That was the sound of the Eight Desolate Blade cutting through, cracking the jade-stone knee.

The Faceless Jade Venerable's expression changed drastically!

Due to her rapid descent, the tail of her jade robe that had floated upwards had not yet fallen, but a small leg had already been severed.

She turned her head sharply, looking at the audacious ant.

Yet she saw that the despicable human ant had already charged back, moving at astonishing speed.

"Whoosh~"

The Faceless Jade Venerable immediately flew backward and upward.

"Screech—"

Unexpectedly, the human ant charging back, could still further increase its speed?

Even by two full levels, catching her off guard!

Lu Ran, his legs submerged in the sea of fog, the fog spurting beneath his feet, suddenly shifting from River Grade·Immortal Hoof to Heavenly Grade·Immortal Hoof!

Ran Sect Blade Technique First Form·Moon Inquiry!

Again, the Cloud Sea Sword attacked first, followed by the Eight Desolate Blade.

Once more, her silhouette flashed beneath the jade robe, and again a leg was sent flying.

"Crack! Crack..."

The Faceless Jade Venerable froze in mid-air, fine cracks continuously climbing from her shattered knees, spreading across her entire body.

"You..." The Faceless Jade Venerable's cold and indifferent expression had already changed as she looked at the cloaked young man in the shrouded fog.

She frowned lightly, very puzzled.

The mysterious young man's powerful strength left her both astonished and confused, and his combat display undoubtedly represented ample battle experience.

Surely, he had encountered her countless times already.

Yet, since they had battled countless times, how could she not remember such a powerful young man?

So... could he devour Dead Souls?!

The Faceless Jade Venerable's expression shifted slightly, suddenly flying straight upward.

In the next moment, a figure flashed to the side of the Faceless Jade Venerable, slicing viciously at her waist.

"Crack!!"

The white jade statue, full of cracks, exploded violently.

Lu Ran floated in mid-air, absorbing the Dead Soul of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

"This is how you spared my life." A hoarse woman's voice came from far below.

Lu Ran looked down to see the woman who moments ago had been emotionally collapsed, crying in pain, now had composed herself.

Only the bloodshot eyes told him that everything just now was not an illusion.

"Why?" Yin Yan's voice was hoarse.

"Buzz!!"

The Immortal Hoof stone sculpture in the Sculpture Garden suddenly vibrated.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke, "If someone I cared about met with misfortune, I wouldn't die so aggrieved."

Yin Yan's eyes were unclear, staring intently at Lu Ran.

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