Summit of the Old Gods

Chapter 406: 373 Showdown!


"Heh." Deng Yuxiang suddenly laughed.

The smile was somewhat bitter, and then it seemed to be somewhat relieved.

Lu Ran cautiously asked, "What's wrong?"

Deng Yuxiang slowly closed her eyes.

No wonder she felt so warm all over, no wonder she saw Little Lu Ran...

It turned out she was already dead.

Was this the place people went after they died?

A pitch-black world.

And a warm figure from her memories.

How nice.

She had fought for so long and was tired.

To lie here forever, with him from memories by her side.

How nice.

Lu Ran looked at Deng Yuxiang with some concern, involuntarily tightening his grip on her palm, sending more Black Fire to her.

Deng Yuxiang suddenly opened her eyes.

The real sensation from her palm left her a bit puzzled.

But when she opened her eyes again, the entire world was pitch black.

After all, the Blazing Phoenix Pattern Gourd was not always lit.

"Little Lu Ran." In the darkness, the woman's hoarse voice came again.

"Do you want some water?" Lu Ran asked softly.

As he spoke, Lu Ran felt his hand being grasped in return.

She held tightly, as if she wanted to crush his bones, "You... are you really real?"

Lu Ran slightly raised an eyebrow, his thoughts stirred.

Not far off, the Dawn Blade quietly unsheathed itself, a faint golden-red sheen arising on its icy blade.

But under Lu Ran's direction, the light on the blade was faint.

Lu Ran smiled, "Why, did you think you died?"

Deng Yuxiang stared at Lu Ran blankly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Her gaze fell again to their hands, watching the faintly burning Black Fire.

"You?" Deng Yuxiang was exceedingly shocked, raising her eyes to look at Lu Ran again.

Lu Ran gently nodded, "Yes, Evil Technique·Bath Fire Cage."

"You, who are you?"

"I am Lu Ran." Lu Ran gently freed his palm from hers.

He got up and walked to the side, taking a bottle of water from the table.

With the Dawn Blade's faint glow, Deng Yuxiang looked at the familiar silhouette, coming and going.

In the dim environment, she habitually wanted to listen to everything.

But Deng Yuxiang found that she no longer had the qualification to cast spells.

It wasn't that she couldn't mobilize the Divine Power within her, nor that the God didn't allow it.

It was because the path to report upward had been severed!

"Drink some water." Lu Ran supported the dazed Deng Yuxiang, letting her sit leaning against the bedhead.

As the clear water entered her throat, she finally sobered up a bit.

"My Divine Technique?" Deng Yuxiang asked tremulously.

Whether intentional or not, she ignored the fact that Lu Ran used the Evil Technique.

Lu Ran: "You are no longer a North Wind believer."

"I, I was expelled..."

"No, it's that the North Wind wants your life."

"Lord Beifeng... wants my life?"

Lu Ran sat by the bedside, looking directly into her eyes, "Repeat after me: North Wind."

Deng Yuxiang was stunned for a long while, softly saying, "North Wind."

Is there any difference?

Yes.

Without the words "Lord," it became a direct address.

Disrespectful.

Lu Ran asked, "Where does your last memory linger?"

Deng Yuxiang pondered for a moment, her gaze gradually dimming.

It seemed she remembered the broken Night-slaying Great Saber.

Lu Ran sighed inwardly and recounted everything to her in detail.

Deng Yuxiang sat leaning against the bedhead, the flames on her long dispersed, and the towel wrapped around her head had fallen off from the earlier movement.

Her jet-black long hair had been made smooth by Bai Manni, now loose.

That drooping eyelid, gloomy expression bore a kind of broken beauty.

Lu Ran picked up the water bottle, offering it forward again, "Beifeng wants your life.

He wants to collect your soul to nourish the Stone Sculpture."

The eternally bright and dazzling Deng Yuxiang now seemed like a soulless puppet, allowing Lu Ran to maneuver her, tilting her head to drink water.

Lu Ran said in a low voice, "Coincidentally, I also want your life."

The broken puppet finally showed a trace of a reaction.

She slowly raised her eyes to look at Lu Ran.

Yet her gaze was still somewhat vacant.

Lu Ran said solemnly, "You and I are fortunate to be sheltered by Lord Immortal Sheep, who tore up the contract between you and Beifeng."

A bitter smile appeared on Deng Yuxiang's pallid face, "Is it worth it?"

"What?"

"It was all my doing," Deng Yuxiang's voice was so small and light that it was heartbreaking, "yet you took on everything for me.

You put yourself on the line."

Lu Ran suddenly said, "Do you remember where we first met?"

Deng Yuxiang was indeed diverted.

She thought for a moment, recalling that rainy day, "By the Wu Lie River, on the rooftop."

Lu Ran laughed, "You were the first to beat me in front of my dad.

You used a knife on my butt.

At that time, I thought, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, I'd get my revenge eventually.

So far, I've yet to succeed, so..."

Lu Ran shrugged.

Deng Yuxiang forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, bowing her head silently.

Lu Ran changed the topic, "The Night-cutting Blade, I brought back half of it."

With that, he reached to the side.

Accompanied by a surge of energy, a delicate Ancient Bronze Mirror appeared before his palm.

Deng Yuxiang slightly turned her eyes, staring at the mirror.

Lu Ran swiped up and down on it, the oval-shaped Ancient Bronze Mirror gradually enlarged, transforming into a Landing Mirror.

A similar Landing Mirror appeared by the table not far away in the room.

Lu Ran reached into the Ancient Bronze Mirror at his side.

When he withdrew his hand from the mirror, he brought back a broken blade.

Deng Yuxiang silently held the broken blade with both hands.

She deliberately ignored the ancient and elegant Copper Mirror.

Self-deception.

Deng Yuxiang was once a believer of the God and an enforcer of divine law for Da Xia.

Even if she lost all her identities, at her core, she was human.

And Lu Ran was performing Evil Techniques right in front of her.

Deng Yuxiang dared not think deeply.

In the forty years since the descent of the God Demon, the number of humans who fell into the Demon Path, though small, did objectively exist.

In all likelihood, Lu Ran was one of them.

Moreover, he hid very deep.

To think, how ironic.

The Pride of Da Xia, actually an Evil Demon believer?

Had the Evil Demon Camp infiltrated to such an extent?

Moreover, Lu Ran's identity was more terrifying!

If he only used the Evil Technique of the Black Light clan, Deng Yuxiang would have thought Lu Ran was bewitched into the Demon Path by the Illusion Technique of the Black Light clan while training at the Black Grave Mound.

But now, Lu Ran used the Evil Technique·Mirror Flower Moon of the Evil Mirror Demon clan!

This...?

What kind of existence was Lu Ran within the Evil Demon Camp?

Deng Yuxiang's heart trembled.

This day, she had experienced too much.

And at this moment, the only one with her, the one who provided her warmth...

Was an Evil Demon believer.

Lu Ran said softly, "The blade body is broken, the Sword Spirit shattered.

But this broken blade is still a Divine Weapon Seed."

Returning home, Lu Ran already noticed the possibility of this broken blade to shine again.

At least, it was more advanced compared to other ordinary blades.

Deng Yuxiang gripped the broken handle with one slender hand, gently brushing the shattered blade with her long fingers.

Her eyes gradually reddened...

Lu Ran: "We can ask the Heavenly Star Sect to have their believers help repair it."

Deng Yuxiang paused her movement.

Lu Ran thought for a moment, "Or we could just repair the fractures in the blade."

Deng Yuxiang suddenly asked, "Am I your sister?"

"Huh?" Lu Ran looked up at the woman.

Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran, "Can we coexist?"

Lu Ran nodded as a matter of course.

Deng Yuxiang painfully closed her eyes, "You are an Evil Demon believer, and I can coexist with you.

So, you want to take me into your camp."

Indeed, he severed her contract with the God.

What could be the next step?

Lu Ran looked odd, "You misunderstood."

Yet Deng Yuxiang didn't hear him, already immersed in their memories.

Went through life and death together, being mutually both mentors and friends, companions to this day.

Today, he sacrificed everything, saving her life repeatedly.

But... Little Lu Ran.

I am a person, a member of the Human Clan.

I cannot betray my race and cannot draw my blade against my kindred.

"Pa!"

Lu Ran suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Deng Yuxiang was holding the broken blade, edge directed toward her own neck.

Lu Ran frowned, "What are you doing?"

Deng Yuxiang said nothing, exuding a forceful determination as if she was intent on dying.

Lu Ran firmly gripped her wrist, not budging an inch.

Jiang Grade·Soul Splitting Power wasn't to be trifled with.

After several futile attempts, Deng Yuxiang's smile was tragic, tears wetting her eyes, her voice full of apology, "I'm sorry, Lu Ran, I can't.

This life, I return to you."

As the words fell, silence enveloped the room.

In the shadowy environment, only the hovering Dawn Blade emitted a faint glow.

Nevertheless, this faint golden-red hue was reflected in Lu Ran's pitch-black eyes, sparking an unusual gleam.

Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran's beautiful yet eerie eyes.

And saw him, slowly shaking his head.

Deng Yuxiang's heart gradually sank.

Indeed,

how could he possibly allow that?

He would force her to comply or beguile and control her, wouldn't he?

Lu Ran, both angry and amused, "Where has your calmness and composure gone... hmm, indeed."

Deng Yuxiang had been through too many blows and shocks.

Her state was so poor that surely her mind was still in disarray.

Lu Ran pried open her fingers, seizing the broken blade, tossing it casually on the carpet, "I'm not an Evil Demon believer.

Don't you remember? I am an Immortal Sheep believer."

With these words, Deng Yuxiang looked even harsher.

So, did the Immortal Sheep of the God Camp join the Evil Demon Camp already?

Lu Ran solemnly replied, "I am not an Evil Demon believer!"

"Hm?" Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran, her heart a bit bewildered.

Since she woke up, what Lu Ran had done had repeatedly surpassed her understanding.

Lu Ran took a deep breath, saying, "Big Nightmare, sister, Deng Yuxiang.

Trust me.

At least hear me out, give me a chance to explain."

Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran in silence, her tense body softening in resignation.

Lu Ran reached to the side again, energy surging once more.

Deng Yuxiang's breathing gradually became labored, seeing a Night Charm form right before her eyes.

What kind of existence was Lu Ran, truly?

How could he... how could he create an Evil Demon?

"Kneel." Lu Ran pressed his hand downward.

The Night Charm fell to its knees, bowing its head to Lu Ran in submission.

Deng Yuxiang's pupils contracted, watching a former mortal enemy bow its head to Lu Ran.

When facing humans, Evil Demons would outdo themselves in cruelty.

But right now,

the Night Charm knelt so obediently, bowing in submission.

Deng Yuxiang only felt as though she was in an unrealistic dream.

Lu Ran: "Seeing is believing, I am not an Evil Demon believer, I am not under their control.

On the contrary, my goal is to invade the Evil Demon Camp and enslave them.

I,

am the Evil Demon Lord!"

Deng Yuxiang's mouth slightly agape, the final brief four words leaving her spirit somewhat dazed.

Lu Ran paused briefly before continuing, "However, as the Evil Demon Lord, my power is still insufficient, and I can only act with authority within my small territory.

I fantasize about one day breaking into the depths of Demon Cave, replacing the Evil Demon's true sculpture!

By then, I would be the true Evil Demon Lord.

By then, we should be able to completely resolve the scourge of the Human World."

Lu Ran reached out, gently brushing aside a strand of hair from her forehead, tucking it tenderly behind her ear.

He gazed directly into Deng Yuxiang's eyes, smiling, "So what do you say, sister?

Join me in overthrowing this world?"

Deng Yuxiang stared at Lu Ran blankly.

Even in the dim room, with the Dawn Blade emitting faint light.

His smile was so radiant.

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