"Yes... Yes! It's him!" The dead soul within the mirror grew agitated.
Anyone who meets the person who killed them would probably find it impossible to remain calm.
Wang Xuyang's emotions were turbulent, his face filled with rage and unwillingness: "This man, being chased, deliberately drew calamity away by running to our side!
He pushed the blame onto the West Desolation believers. I was... I was..."
Wang Xuyang couldn't continue, the memory of being buried alive by the yellow sand flooded his mind.
The suffocating sensation, the overwhelming despair, still lingered in his heart.
Strictly speaking, Wang Xuyang had never seen the true face of the Dry Land Believer, You Tianyao.
But among everyone present, there was only one Sea Realm Dry Land Believer. The real culprit was obvious at a glance.
"Hmm." Lu Ran released the Soul-hooking Mirror.
The Ancient Bronze Mirror floated by Lu Ran's side, facing the battlefield, letting Wang Xuyang witness everything clearly.
"No! No!!!"
A piercing scream shattered the sky.
You Tianyao was swept into the air by the gale, his turn to despair now!
Like the West Desolation Sect, the Dry Land Sect was also considered a ruler of the land. Such entities, when flung into the sky, were utterly at the mercy of others.
Just moments earlier, Deng Yuxiang had unleashed the Night Charm Evil Blade. Its main purpose wasn't to kill the enemy, but to clear a path!
The two protectors, Nightmare and Cong Long, streaked downward, relying on the mayhem of the gale and the ferocious fish swarm to block the escape route of their foe.
They trapped and forced the burrowing rat out of the ground with violent strikes.
"Ah! Aaaahhh!"
The harrowing screams of the Dry Land Believer filled Wang Xuyang with exhilaration, his heart swelling with ecstatic satisfaction!
Dozens of razor-sharp Night Charm Blades weaved in and out, determined to carve the enemy into a thousand pieces.
Countless little Canglongs hunted frenetically, swarming the enemy in an overwhelming tide.
The battlefield was chaos incarnate.
You Tianyao flailed amidst the dragon swarm and wind blades, his screams growing more desperate as he was battered back and forth by the onslaught.
To prevent You Tianyao from falling to the ground again, Yu Changsheng controlled the battlefield and summoned yet another Dragon Carp Heavenly Boat.
"Pop~"
A pale golden fish glistened brightly as it swam gracefully amidst the torrential downpour.
So harmonious, yet so surreal?
The 800-meter-long Dragon Carp Heavenly Boat propelled a tide of Canglongs and wind blades skyward, dragging the enemy along with them.
"Crack! Crack..."
Fractures spread across the Dragon Carp Heavenly Boat, yet it fulfilled its purpose.
Meanwhile, the two sets of armor on You Tianyao had already shattered to pieces.
Besides the Water Flow Armor, the Dry Land Sect also possessed the defense technique, Floating Dust Robe!
The defensive power of this "sand cloak" was quite formidable, but unfortunately, You Tianyao faced the combined assault of three Sea Realm powers.
"Crack!!"
In the end, You Tianyao's protective armor shattered before the Dragon Carp Heavenly Boat did.
The wind blades slashed and thrust relentlessly,
Cutting bloody lines across the enemy's body.
The Canglongs crashed and pierced repeatedly,
Gouging out bloody holes in the enemy's flesh.
Wang Xuyang's eyes widened as he stared intently at the scene before him.
The Dry Land Believer wasn't just Wang Xuyang's enemy; he was also a Sea Realm Great Power!
In the Holy Spirit Mountain, what did Sea Realm mean?
It meant you were a sovereign standing above all living beings, holding the power of life and death in your hands!
Just as You Tianyao had, moments earlier on the battlefield, casually thrown people toward Elder Peng or raised sandstorms to force them into his grasp.
The life and death of ants—what did it matter?
But now, this Great Power who once dictated others' fates...
Was being mercilessly slaughtered!
From torn clothing to a body covered in wounds.
From being riddled with holes to being completely dismembered.
Wang Xuyang witnessed it all, his phantom-like eyes almost bloodshot from emotion.
His great vengeance was fulfilled!
But the exhilarating sense of catharsis did not last long.
What remained was an endless sorrow...
Wang Xuyang's expression grew ever more somber.
If only he hadn't been crushed to death by two Sea Realm powers.
If only he could have lived long enough for Lu Ran to arrive, would his future have been brighter?
It probably would...
No, it definitely would have!
Damn it! Why did I have to die here? Damn it!!
Wang Xuyang had already realized that in his form as a dead soul, he had been imprisoned within the Evil Technique·Soul Hooking Mirror.
The fate of the dead souls in the mirror was singular—gradual obliteration.
"That's enough." Lu Ran flew forward.
The Canglongs and wind blades vanished altogether as Lu Ran grasped a cluster of black mist, sealing You Tianyao's soul within.
"Clean up... Hmm, let's go back." Lu Ran turned and flew east.
He had considered having someone collect spoils of war, but after such an immense outpour of power, what possible spoils could remain?
Deng Yuxiang and the others followed him closely.
While traversing the battlefield, Lu Ran absorbed all the dead souls along the way into his eyes.
"Sect Master!" On the battlefield, Jing Hong had already gathered the spoils of war.
From within Lu Ran's bamboo garb, a Treasure Gourd floated out. He spoke, "Accompany Little Chi Feng and absorb the corpse of the Evil Dog. Return quickly."
"Understood!" Jing Hong departed promptly.
Lu Ran and his company continued eastward, leaving the Ten Thousand Blade Mountain.
Jiang Ruyi had already landed on the ground, standing with her hands behind her back, waiting silently.
Behind the girl stood eight surviving members of the Luoxian Pavilion.
The pavilion had originally numbered 19. After the battle between the two Sea Realm powers, more than half the group had perished...
"You! How could you... Ah! Aaahhh..."
As Lu Ran hefted yet another cluster of black mist, Elder Peng's face, filled with shock, appeared within.
Elder Peng was both furious and aghast. Just as he opened his mouth to question, his entire body was consumed by Soul Fire.
He screamed in agony, his heart filled with regret.
Today's mission had originally been to annex the Hanhai Gang, to escort a group of Dry Land Believers back to Tianhuang Mountain.
Instead... he had encountered such a deity of slaughter!
Lu Ran stepped past the charred remains of Elder Peng, extinguishing the Soul Fire after a few seconds. The elder dared not utter another sound.
"Gulp."
Xiong Xiong swallowed nervously, his panic only growing.
He had thought Lu Sect Master already had enough methods at his disposal, but the intricately crafted bronze mirror floating beside him...
Was it a technique of the Evil Mirror Demon Clan?
And those two black mist clusters playing in Lu Sect Master's palm clearly resembled the techniques of the Soul-splitting Demon Clan!
Could Lu Sect Master, like the Soul-splitting Demons, torment the souls of the Human Clan?
As a few bamboo-hat and bamboo-clad figures approached, the fear of the Luoxian Pavilion survivors intensified!
Just one Sea Realm Great Power stepping closer was enough to inspire dread in their hearts.
Let alone three?
Deng Yuxiang, Yu Changsheng, and Luo Ying had just been through a great battle, their auras suffused with dominance.
Especially Deng Yuxiang—her killing intent was terrifying!
"Repress yourself. Ruyi and I are still in the River Realm." Lu Ran transmitted telepathically.
Compared to Jiang Ruyi, Lu Ran wasn't much better off.
His only consolation was having Deng Yuxiang by his side often, making it slightly easier to grow accustomed.
"Understood." Deng Yuxiang responded softly, working to rein in her aura.
"This woman in the white dress, is she the Sect Master's wife?" Yu Changsheng looked at Deng Yuxiang beside him and asked quietly.
"Yes." Deng Yuxiang nodded lightly.
Yu Changsheng smiled, sizing up the girl, and softly sighed, "Indeed, a beauty of celestial grace.
No wonder she commands the Sect Master's undying devotion."
Lu Ran: "..."
Thought you didn't know idioms?
Amidst the rain, the two teams finally converged.
Yu Changsheng folded his fan, bowed slightly to Jiang Ruyi, and cupped his hands in respect: "Protector of the Ran Sect, Cong Long, pays respects to the Sect Master's wife."
"Madam."
"Madam." Deng Yuxiang and Luo Ying both bowed respectfully.
The three mighty Sea Realm figures reverently greeted her.
An awkward silence fell over the scene!
Though externally calm, everyone's hearts were in chaos.
Each person's thoughts were tumultuous!!
The Luoxian Pavilion members could naturally discern that Lu Ran and the three Sea Realm powers belonged to the same organization.
A few had even speculated that Lu Ran, mysterious and powerful as he was, might hold a higher position within the group.
After all, the techniques Lu Ran displayed were utterly astonishing!
Even if Lu Ran was currently only in the River Realm, his potential was undeniable.
But what no one expected was the realization behind the words of these Sea Realm powers...
Lu Ran,
Was the leader of this organization?
Ran Sect? Sect Master?
"All of you... hello." Jiang Ruyi's gaze swept over them, her expression complicated.
She had worked hard to form a team, partly to better search for Lu Ran, partly to provide him with some support, hoping the two of them could navigate the Holy Spirit Mountain more effectively.
But now...
Lu Ran arrived with three Sea Realm figures?
Deng Yuxiang had advanced to the Sea Realm as well, and so quickly at that.
Finally, Jiang Ruyi's gaze rested on Lu Ran's face.
Memories flooded her mind.
From the moment the two of them became believers, Lu Ran had always been the one leading and protecting her.
Even though... she had always worked hard, always wanted to help him in return.
Later, he became the first Heavenly Pride of Da Xia, and she became known as Lu Tianjiao's fiancée.
Then, he became the Human World Sect Master, recognized as the Lord of Luoxian Mountain, and she was addressed as the Lady of the Mountain.
And now, in the Holy Spirit Mountain...
He was the Sect Master of the Ran Sect, and she would be known as the Sect Master's wife.
From beneath her veil, Jiang Ruyi smiled faintly.
Indeed,
Every time, you prove I worry for nothing.
You scoundrel.
Her heart whispered a silent reproach, but Jiang Ruyi's eyes grew softer, full of tender warmth.
"This is the Dry Land Believer who brought the battlefield to you." Lu Ran raised his left hand. "He killed many of your people."
Within the black mist cluster, You Tianyao's face was etched with utter terror, but he dared not utter a single sound.
He had already been burned once on the way back.
"And this is the Elder who was pursuing you." Lu Ran lifted his right hand, revealing another tormented face within the black mist cluster.
Jiang Ruyi looked at the two black mist clusters, then raised her eyes gently toward Lu Ran.
"Huff~"
Within the jet-black mist, a pale Soul Fire ignited.
"Ah! Aaahhhh!"
"Sss... No! Stop, don't burn me! Show mercy, plea—aaaahhh..."
Piercing, heart-wrenching screams echoed far and wide.
Some found it satisfying, while others shivered in fear!
The rain continued to pour.
It could not extinguish the pale Soul Fire, nor could it quell the flame of anger burning within Lu Ran.
Outwardly, he seemed as composed as ever, but beneath the surface, his emotions were roiling.
This was evident from the Eight Desolates Annihilation Blade.
Though Lu Ran appeared calm, his mental state was anything but normal, drowned under the weight of some deep emotion.
How much did he desire the blade to advance?
But from beginning to end, he hadn't spared a glance at the hilt that trembled faintly...
Lu Ran knew well that even without him, Jiang Ruyi could likely have escaped on her own.
But still,
How could he not have been afraid?
The wails continued—so unbearably tragic that even bystanders felt chilled to the bone.
Lowering his head, Lu Ran silently gazed at the souls writhing in his palm, their faces contorted in anguish from the unbearable, bone-gnawing pain.
For a long time, Lu Ran turned briefly, glancing at the Soul-hooking Mirror.
What he could offer was little.
He could only hope... that like himself, others might find some small measure of solace in this.
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