Summit of the Old Gods-Chapter 1123 - 1047: Sword Spirit Born, Gathering Dark Clouds

Chapter 1123: Chapter 1047: Sword Spirit Born, Gathering Dark Clouds

A series of fog tornadoes of astonishing scale descended from the sky.

Lu Ran held the Venerable Slayer Blade, which vibrated with a hum, silently sighing that it finally succeeded.

This heavy sharp blade, personally forged by Deity Tianchen, was about to solidify the soldier spirit after targeted special training.

But Lu Ran still couldn’t feel happy.

Strictly speaking, the success of the Venerable Slayer Blade was linked to the deaths of the Dragon God General and Hua Tianjiang. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Its very foundation lay in defying authority.

This time, the true body of the Jade Venerable led an invasion with absolute strength, attacking the Divine Mountain and slaughtering the warriors of the Burning Gate, showcasing her supreme dominance over God and Demon.

It also made Lu Ran acutely aware of his own insignificance.

Despite the disparity in power, he fought the vast Jade Venerable without fear, enduring the grief of his fallen comrades, madly slaughtering the Jade Venerable’s minions...

This stirred the Venerable Slayer Blade, urging it toward the step of Becoming a God.

Was it worth it?

This wasn’t even a question, because this wasn’t an exchange, but a harsh reality.

It was an acceptance made in despair.

Lu Ran’s face was as still as water, lifting the heavy Venerable Slayer Blade, gazing through the mist at the slender blade.

The Longxiang Saber in his other hand trembled, and the desire in his heart intensified.

Perhaps, he could really advance to the next level in the hands of The Pride of Da Xia.

When the master returns, I’ll give her a surprise.

"Phew..."

The enormous fog tornadoes came quickly and dispersed just as fast.

Yan Shuangzi pressed her lips tightly, looking up at the vast and silent sky, watching that lone figure standing independently.

Thick dark clouds still shrouded the sky and earth.

The emperor-robed youth under the dark clouds stood motionless, his jet-black eyes seemingly filled with a dense and unwavering gloom.

Suddenly, energy surged over the blade, and an illusory figure flew backward.

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit!

He was also dressed in a black gold emperor robe, looking exactly like Lu Ran, yet with a distinct expression.

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit exuded an imposing majesty, his aura towering!

His spine was straight, head slightly raised, his emperor robe fluttering despite no wind, short hair waving along.

Cloaked in the emperor robe, he seemed like royalty on earth.

But he appeared to be the subordinate, with those profound eyes seemingly ablaze with an inextinguishable wildfire, holding an indescribable rebelliousness.

One could hardly imagine such a demeanor could be embodied by the spirit of a First-class Divine Weapon.

Standing at his current height, Lu Ran’s personally cultivated divine weapon truly was worlds apart from those nurtured by ordinary believers by chance.

"Why no mask?" Lu Ran suddenly said.

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit perfectly copied everything about Lu Ran, from appearance to attire, except he discarded the blood crystal mask.

It seemed he didn’t want to cover the lower part of his face.

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit didn’t answer but said, "You are very sad."

Lu Ran shrugged his shoulders.

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit turned around, looking toward the more southeastern dark sky, as if he could see the retreating Jade Venerable army:

"Just kill them all."

"Huh." Lu Ran snorted coldly, "Merely a First-class Divine Weapon, quite audacious."

The Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit laughed, his illusory figure slowly flying backward, perfectly merging with Lu Ran’s body:

"I am, another you."

Lu Ran: "..."

The soldier spirit is molded from the essence of the Master of Divine Weapon, extending the thoughts of the Master of Soldiers, representing a particular aspect of Lu Ran’s spiritual will.

So, it wasn’t that the Venerable Slayer Sword Spirit was overly bold; it all sprang from Lu Ran’s own heart.

The indomitable spirit and the endless wildfire burning in the eyes of the Sword Spirit, if traced to their roots, all stemmed from Lu Ran’s heart.

"Phew~" The Sword Spirit’s phantom, perfectly overlapping with the master, eventually converged in Lu Ran’s hand, gradually merging back into the Venerable Slayer Blade.

"Master." Si Xianxian flew over, placing her hand under his feet.

She wanted to say congratulations, but the atmosphere was off.

The words swallowed back down.

"Hmm, let’s go back." Lu Ran glanced around at several massive stone sculptures, flipping his palm, and a gigantic Other Shore Flower unfolded.

The next instant, everyone returned to the Heroine Divine Mountain.

As soon as they appeared, Lu Ran’s face darkened a bit further.

He saw a divine sculpture draped in a robe, resembling a middle-aged man, kneeling with its head bowed.

Fourth-class God: Mud Venerable!

"You’re back." Jiang Ruyi’s voice was gentle as she stepped forward to take the sect leader from the Mad Immortal Guardian’s hands.

Lu Ran looked at the Mud Venerable below: "Here to plead forgiveness?"

Jiang Ruyi slowly shook her head: "Captured, Nu Ying said he deserted in battle."

The Mud Venerable’s stone body trembled slightly, hastily explaining: "M-Master, your subordinate did not have the ability to stop the Faceless Jade Venerable! Unable to resist, I could only temporarily withdraw, seeking another opportunity."

"Huh." Lu Ran let out a cold laugh, seemingly angered into laughter.

The Mud Venerable trembled as he said: "Later... Later, I continuously defended the Divine Mountain, repelling numerous Jade Venerable’s minions..."

Lu Ran said solemnly: "I went to save you, and the Evil Shadow Guardian also arrived."

The Mud Venerable’s face turned stiff.

Lu Ran continued: "If I didn’t timely provide support, it would have been another matter; but you abandoned us to flee after we both arrived, leaving us to face the Jade Venerable."

Jiang Ruyi’s face was covered with frost, her killing intent seeping outward.

It wasn’t anger, but killing intent.

To this day, there were almost none in the Burning Gate daring to provoke the Lady of Burning Gate.

And to cross the line from anger to incite her killing intent... Mud Venerable was the first.

"Master! No... it’s not like that, I was in a panic and completely lost my bearings, I..." Mud Venerate was filled with terror, desperately trying to explain.

Lu Ran turned to look at Nu Ying.

After all, this was the Divine Mountain she was guarding, and Mud Venerate, Profound Ape, and others were her subordinates.

Only to see Nu Ying with a cold expression, looking at Mud Venerate with disdain.

Is such a person worthy of being called a comrade?

Usually picking on Jade Venerable minions, nothing shows, but at a critical moment, his true nature is exposed.

To abandon comrades, and those two comrades even went to rescue you!

Lu Ran respected Nu Ying, and looked over.

Jiang Ruyi directly looked towards the Evil Shadow.

Yan Shuangzi wore a probing expression, then saw the lady’s gaze drop to the Magic Artifact--Prisoner Demon Chain at her waist.

She understood tacitly, flickered directly to Mud Venerate’s back, and the chain in her hand was already strangling his neck.

Mud Venerate’s expression drastically changed, hastily begging for mercy: "Master! I was really in a panic at the time... I, I know I was wrong! Please... I won’t do it again next time..."

Jiang Ruyi ignored the god’s pleas and looked at Lu Ran, "You go rest on the side; leave this to me."

At this point, Lu Ran didn’t say much and flickered onto Nu Ying’s shoulder.

Originally intending to comfort Nu Ying, after all, Mud Venerate was her subordinate, but she softly said:

"In this battle, I also made mistakes."

She turned around, looking at the southeastern sky: "If I hadn’t rashly attacked and stayed at the mountain top, maybe Longxiang..."

Lu Ran pursed his lips but ultimately said nothing.

"Master Lu." Nu Ying softly called.

"Hmm?"

"This time our casualties are severe, failing to protect the Divine Mountain, I’m willing to accept punishment." Nu Ying said quietly.

Lu Ran’s smile was somewhat forced.

Nu Ying and Wang Longxiang really seemed carved from the same mold.

After Dragon God General fell in battle, his dead soul still blamed itself, apologizing to Lu Ran, saying something about being incompetent.

"Ah ah ah!!"

Screams and pleas for mercy came from afar behind.

Guan Yiren was startled, hurriedly spreading a pair of pure white Simurgh Wings to fly up, and the fully healed Profound Ape climbed the mountain swiftly, also witnessing the scene of Mud Venerate’s execution.

Both their faces were shocked.

Looking at the helplessly struggling Mud Venerate, then at the ice-cold visage of the Lady of Burning Gate.

A moment later, the sound of breaking spread throughout the Divine Mountain, and the thick mist dispersed.

[Lu Ran, Divine Soul.] A few brief words imprinted in the mind, carrying an undissipated icy killing intent.

[Hmm.] Lu Ran acted proficiently, then entered the Fiery Phoenix Patterned Gourd.

He invited out the Pseudo-God Mud Venerate Stone Sculpture from the Sculpture Garden, ordered it to devour the Divine Soul, and by the way, invited out the Pseudo-God Bamboo Wood Demon Stone Sculpture from the garden, letting it devour the Nine Bamboo Divine Soul.

[Should we withdraw the line and streamline the number of Divine Mountains?]

[Streamline?] Lu Ran flew out of the gourd mouth.

In the thick mist, Immortal Mo Divine Mountain slowly raised a hand: [After this battle, Heroine Divine Mountain is only left with Nu Ying, Bamboo Wood Demon, and Profound Ape.]

Lu Ran remained silent, reaching back to grasp the Treasure Gourd.

Jiang Ruyi knew that such a battle report would make Lu Ran’s heart bleed, but she uncharacteristically emphasized: "The Jade Venerable Clan is powerful, with a significant change in their combat attitude.

Even if you lead strong gods from several Divine Mountains to support, Heroine Divine Mountain still suffered heavy losses."

Lu Ran silently nodded.

The incompetent is neither Wang Longxiang, full of self-reproach, nor Nu Ying, willingly admitting guilt.

But himself.

Jiang Ruyi suggested: [Let us withdraw the line, merge Nu Ying’s squad into Conglong Divine Mountain or Pear Garden Divine Mountain, and concentrate forces to fight against the Jade Venerable Clan.]

[Alright.] Lu Ran responded.

Jiang Ruyi felt a bit disappointed, she kept her hand raised, yet someone did not arrive as expected.

She whispered: [Lu Ran, today is not yesterday, you’ve seen with your own eyes the change in tactics and attitude of the Jade Venerable Clan.

The Jade Venerable intends to utterly destroy us, at any cost.

This time she didn’t achieve her goal and retreated temporarily; next time when she returns, she will surely be more ferocious!]

[Hmm.] Lu Ran responded gravely.

Jiang Ruyi’s voice was soft but every word clear: [You must advance further to lead us in resisting the Jade Venerable and carving out a path of survival.

Ran Sect’s soldiers, fellow humans, the Human World Home...

If you lack the strength, everything will eventually turn to dust under the invasion of the Jade Venerable’s army.]

Lu Ran looked up, gazing at the magnificent Immortal Jasmine Divine Sculpture.

She stubbornly kept her hand up, waiting for the return of someone, also waiting for an answer.

Silence enveloped the Divine Mountain Peak.

The thick Origin Energy was absorbed by All Gods.

A low voice finally surged into Jiang Ruyi’s mind: [I know, you handle the subsequent matters for me, I’ll go back.]

[Okay.] Jiang Ruyi felt relieved.

"Whew!!"

A Landing Mirror tore open space with force, Lu Ran stepped into the Human World, returning to the old house in Rain Alley Town.

In a small bedroom, Lu Ran went to the altar, gazing at the small Immortal Sheep sculpture.

He put his hands together in prayer, bowing respectfully.

The small jade carving was pure white, but a touch of black subtly stained the smiling sheep face.

A hoarse voice fell, carrying a peculiar eerie thrill:

"Have you come to realize reality?"

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