This man looked exactly as the description given by Chounu. He must be Mr. Huangfu!

The more Lu Ran observed, the more excited he became.

Should he go and meet him? The battlefield was extremely chaotic, and the area where Huangfu was located was far from the Divine Mountain...

Hmm?

Before Lu Ran could make a decision, he saw that Huangfu had already dashed forward, like a stream of purple lightning, wrapping around the Faceless Jade Venerable countless times.

In the blink of an eye, a small half of the Faceless Jade Venerable's body was cleaved away!

"Crack!!" The damaged Jade Venerable shattered with a thunderous sound, and Lu Ran once again saw Huangfu's true face.

Huangfu pulled out several square jade plaques from his bosom, some of them solid, others ethereal, all about the size of a palm.

Huangfu wielded his sword and floated slightly in the air, holding the stack of jade plaques, reaching toward the location where the Faceless Jade Venerable had died.

A Ninth Class Evil Demon·Soul Jade?

This was the opposite of the Ninth Class God·Colorful Jade, with such pathetic overall strength that even in the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, it didn't have a base of operations.

However, in the list of Evil Techniques of the Evil Demon·Soul Jade, there was a highly functional skill of the same name—Soul Jade!

This skill could imprison the dead souls of living creatures.

"Zzz~zz~"

A moment later, Huangfu once again transformed into a stream of purple lightning, darting directly toward the direction of the Divine Mountain.

With extreme grace!

"Impressive~"

Lu Ran grinned.

Divine·Dongting was in the second row, so naturally Huangfu was a Second-class God disciple. But the visual impact Huangfu brought to Lu Ran absolutely surpassed that of the former First-class Evil God disciple, Yan Chou!

Wasn't this too fast?

The output was also quite significant!

However, given the defensive power of the Faceless Jade Venerable, that she could be stripped of a small half of her body in such a short time must have been the result of Huangfu's multiple strikes.

In other words, Huangfu must have slashed countless times as he circled around the enemy just now!

Could this man be considered the pinnacle of battle power in the Cloud Sea Sect?

Lu Ran pondered to himself.

If he could recruit this man under his banner and assign him to lead a team from the Ran Sect, how much more at ease would he be?

Lu Ran watched the purple electrical beam return to the Divine Mountain, naturally not daring to pursue. The war was currently at its most intense stage, and if the Heavenly General Yin went into the mountain to seek him, it was highly likely something might go wrong.

She could indeed turn into a demon wind, immune to physical attacks, but the explosions of thunderbirds filling the sky could scatter her soul...

Let's wait!

Wait until the situation calms down a bit, then send Yin Yan.

Lu Ran, with a pair of Pupils of the Dead World, searched for the dead souls, and his figure once again shimmered and moved.

This feast of battle was incredibly rare, and he did not want to waste even a second.

Meanwhile, Lu Ran was striving to strengthen himself, while Huangfu, rushing towards the Divine Mountain, endured countless trials before finally diving into a cave within the mountain.

A muffled "thud" sounded!

Huangfu crashed heavily against the stone wall, strangely enough, the seemingly ordinary mountain wall showed no signs of cracking.

"Hah...hah..."

Gasping for air, Huangfu, upon returning to the base, did not seem as at ease as he appeared outside.

He lifted his left arm, looking at his elbow, searching for a while, but found no signs of his garment turning into jade.

No matter how exquisite the garment, it was merely an external item.

What truly worried him was the flesh beneath the clothing.

Once it got contaminated by jade, he would have to cut off the flesh to prevent the injury from worsening further.

"Buzz~"

A few jade plaques floated out on their own, clinging to the stone wall, releasing the souls within.

The souls, having just regained their freedom, fused back into the mountain body and vanished without a trace.

Silent, Huangfu turned his head to look outside the cave.

Purple thunderclouds still blanketed the heavens and the earth, and the lackeys of the God Demon alongside the Faceless Jade Venerable were still locked in combat. This war had raged on for days without any sign of halting from either side.

"Sigh..."

Huangfu let out a deep sigh in his heart.

When would days like these come to an end...

The fires of war in the Heavenly Realm were endless.

Originally, the God Demon faction had allies, though Huangfu wouldn't dare to claim how much the Cloud Sea Sect could contribute.

At least the once-glorious Cloud Sea Sect was the freshest force most likely to alter the battlefield's course! Disadvantages could be mitigated over time, and victories could be gradually accumulated.

Yet this Human Clan force was internally halted and was forcibly scattered by the omnipresent god demons!

Was there some disadvantage to the God Demon camp?

It didn't matter!

The battlefield was entrenched in a tug-of-war, with no clear path to victory for the God Demons, and that also didn't matter.

The absence of the Cloud Sea Sect...that mattered greatly!

"Slap!"

Huangfu suddenly raised his hand to shield his face.

One block after another of jade plaques fell into his palm, and had he not reacted in time, it might have felt like being slapped repeatedly.

[Continue.] The concise two-word command, full of authority, was instilled into Huangfu's mind.

No encouragement, no consolation.

Not even allowing any rest, let alone any rewards.

The group of Human Clan believers, politely referred to as disciples, were in fact nothing more than lowly slaves.

"Yes, Lord Dongting." Huangfu obediently knelt down, not daring to disrespect the slightest, until his forehead hit the ground heavily, the depths of his eyes filled with desolation.

He had no idea how much longer he could endure such days.

He wasn't even sure anymore why he persisted.

Waiting for someone ethereal and illusory?

Is she still alive?

Even if she is, she's probably been tormented beyond recognition.

Or perhaps, should I hold onto the fantasy, hoping to one day break through the shackles and advance to the third level of the Heavenly Realm?

And then try to change some situations?

But ever since Qiao Wanjun appeared among the Human Clan, the God Demons must have meddled in the dark, right?

How many years has it been?

On every Divine Mountain, one Human Clan believer after another, yet none have made further progress?

Those who ascended to the Heavenly Realm later, their strength was permanently fixed at the first level of the Heavenly Realm, and people like me, the "old people," are forever stuck at the second level of the Heavenly Realm.

No further improvement can be made.

Taking a step back, even if I truly broke through the constraints...

The process of the Human Clan's advancement is so lengthy, could I successfully advance?

Qiao Sect Master was the first to take the plunge, and now the God Demons all know the threat that a Human Clan member at the third level of the Heavenly Realm poses. How could they allow me to advance?

[Have you knelt enough?] The authoritative voice once again imprints itself into my mind.

Huangfu was startled!

He quickly stood up, his whole body resembling a streak of purple lightning, rapidly leaving the mountain cave.

Kill the enemy, bind the soul, return to the mountain, and offer it to the gods.

Kill the enemy again, bind the soul again, return to the mountain again to offer it to the gods...

The Heavenly Realm Battlefield has no alternation of day and night.

Huangfu doesn't know how much time has passed; he just mechanically completes the tasks, and the so-called motivation to live doesn't seem to be holding on to illusions or what ideals or persistence.

It seems that he merely wants to survive instinctively, as a human.

Instinctively wants to survive battle after battle...

This earth-shaking war finally seemed to approach its end.

The number of Faceless Jade Venerables flying from the east drastically decreased, yet Huangfu still collected the Dead Souls, and even got sent out again to hunt the tribe of Faceless Jade Venerables.

Hunt them down?

Such a situation is rare.

Huangfu has guarded the Thunderbird Divine Mountain for many years, and after each great war, there was always a period of recuperation on the Divine Mountain's side.

But this time, Master Dong Ting seemed truly enraged!

Huangfu hasn't had much communication with the gods, but from the scarce few words, he could vaguely deduce that Master Dong Ting suffered a great loss.

Lost a lot of Origin Energy?

After all, the only reason that could make a god so wrathful is this one.

In this light, this great war should have made the Faceless Jade Venerable tribe a big profit!

That's why they seized the opportunity to retreat, afraid of drawing the siege of other Divine Mountain forces?

Huangfu joined the pursuit team, relentlessly hunting down the Faceless Jade Venerable tribe, chasing them far, far away until he confronted the large reinforcements of the Faceless Jade Venerable tribe, reluctantly retreating.

Using the advantage of speed, the Thunderbird Divine Mountain side managed to escape back.

The unending fire of war finally saw some respite.

Huangfu didn't expect that upon returning to the mountain, having been defeated this time, he unexpectedly encountered an acquaintance.

Not too familiar, but this woman was the beloved wife of a former comrade-in-arms.

Forget how many years ago that was.

When Huangfu noticed something was wrong with the cultivation situation, as if the path upwards had been sealed, he had searched the mountains extensively.

He was looking for his old comrades and also wanted to see if there were any more Human Clan believers advancing on the various Divine Mountains.

The harsh reality poured cold water on him again and again.

Fortunately, reuniting with old friends warmed his heart time and again.

"Yin... Yan?"

On the Thunderbird Divine Mountain covered with purple orchids, Huangfu looked at the black-clothed woman beside the flowers, unsure if his address was correct.

Yin Yan looked at the man in the purple robe and spoke faintly, "Still alive."

"Why are you here… Qingshan…" Suddenly seeing a familiar face, Huangfu indeed felt somewhat unprepared, but as soon as he mentioned the comrade's name, he stopped.

The Divine Mountain area was not suitable for discussing the old divisions of the Cloud Sea.

Moreover, Master Dong Ting was currently furious.

Yet unexpectedly, Yin Yan did not care and directly said, "Dead."

"Dead... Dead? Qingshan, he..." Huangfu stared at Yin Yan in a daze, even someone as mature and prudent as him found his mind in turmoil at this moment.

"He died long ago," Yin Yan said casually, her gaze scattering, looking at the vast purple orchid beside her.

It had sword-like leaves, long and sharp.

The sorrow of human ants couldn't stir an ounce of compassion in the Evil Demon·Purple Thunder Orchid.

Instead, those blades of grass swayed, diffusing trails of winding purple currents, blooming beautifully.

A dazzling sight.

Huangfu silently lowered his head, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

Another one was gone.

A former comrade who had fought side by side and risked life and limb was gone.

Perhaps, many of his old friends had already gone, it's just that he was trapped in the Thunderbird Divine Mountain, unaware of it.

The Heavenly Realm Battlefield has no shortage of separation and death.

One day, all traces of the Cloud Sea Sect might be erased, right?

Those who once harbored ideals and fought with all their hearts will eventually disappear with the wind.

No one will remember their names.

No one will mourn them.

Not even... no one will know they were ever here.

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