Summit of the Old Gods-Chapter 1159 - 1075: My Address to Qin (Part 2)

In his mind, Yan Shuangzi’s grave voice echoed: [Indeed, the White Jade City Wall is advancing in the direction of our Divine Mountain!]

[Continue dismantling the wall and report back at any time.] Lu Ran transmitted orders, also perceiving the prayers of others.

From the distant Northwest Border, Heavenly General Yan, and from the Southeast Border, Heavenly General Huangfu, sent transmissions reporting the movements of the Jade Venerable Clan.

Lu Ran turned to look at the Immortal Mo Divine Mountain and, indeed, saw Qiang Xiu returning, now kneeling obediently at the feet of the Lady of Burning Gate.

As expected, he brought back the same information.

"There’s no time now." Lu Ran weighed the Venerable Slayer Blade in his hands.

The Venerable Slayer Blade ascended to the Second Rank during the great battle with the Jade Venerable Clan, which fell on the fifth day of the winter month.

It has been less than two months since then.

Top-tier swordmen, top-tier enemies;

A struggle affecting the survival of a race, with a hint of indispensable luck...

Various factors intertwined to forge the miracle of the Divine Weapon’s ascension within two months.

What is certain is that without the sharp blade over his head and in ordinary times of striving, Lu Ran absolutely could not have brought the Divine Weapon to such explosive growth!

This kind of accomplishment would be an outstanding achievement by any standard of judgment.

But obviously, it’s still not enough. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The Jade Venerable Clan is ready, they have returned.

This time, it will undoubtedly be more terrifying than the last!

At the end of the last war, when Lu Ran executed the last Great Jade Venerable, she personally told Lu Ran:

"Next time, Lu Ran."

"The next time we meet, there will only be you and me left in this realm."

"Or perhaps...only me."

Lu Ran did not believe she was bluffing.

"Sigh..." Lu Ran sighed deeply, visions of Divine Mountains and the faces of comrades flashed through his mind.

In this battle, who knows how many will survive, how many will die tragically.

How many will be utterly destroyed.

Perhaps he was still too optimistic, after all, the Faceless Jade Venerable was so certain!

Perhaps the entire Ran Sect...

From afar, Lu Ran saw on the peak of the Divine Mountain, the Immortal Jasmine Divine Sculpture raising its hand, the fingertip slightly uplifted.

He flickered over, gazing up at her majestic, beautiful stone face.

Jiang Ruyi sensed his melancholy and said softly, "You know everything?"

"Yes, the soldiers reported to me."

"This day was destined to come." Jiang Ruyi’s palm slowly lifted, placing the tiny Human Clan before her eyes, "The soldiers are already prepared."

She felt a very conflicting emotion.

The Emperor-robed Youth at her fingertip made her soul tremble.

Yet her reason told her that behind this fear lay a sense of security.

The stronger Lu Ran becomes, the more confident the Ran Sect feels, the more the entire Human Clan and the Three Realms can rely on him.

"The White Jade City Wall is moving slowly." Jiang Ruyi said with a trembling voice, "Based on the Jade Venerable Clan’s previous advancement speed, it would take at least four to five days for this clan to kill their way to us."

"Buzz!!"

The Venerable Slayer Blade emitted a buzzing sound.

It needed only a few minutes to advance, at most half an hour.

The only issue was whether its master could break through the bottleneck and kick open the door to advancement.

Lu Ran played with the handle of the blade, nodding, "Yes, we have four to five days of preparation time."

Jiang Ruyi said, "Emperor Jun Tian should be able to make it in time?"

Lu Ran thought for a moment, then nodded, "He should be able to."

Jiang Ruyi hesitated for a moment before asking, "The day after tomorrow, on the first, are you going to bid farewell to Lord Jian Yi?"

"At a time like this, how could I possibly leave the battlefield?" Lu Ran shook his head decisively.

Even if the day after tomorrow, the White Jade City Wall should not have advanced to the Burning Gate’s Divine Mountain, he didn’t have the luxury to be carefree.

Jiang Ruyi softly suggested, "Then go now and officially bid farewell."

Lu Ran looked up at the woman.

Jiang Ruyi nodded, "Regret is bound to happen, at least reduce it a little."

"Alright." Lu Ran swiftly waved his hand, a Transmission Mirror rudely tearing open time and space, directly appearing above the Mortal Capital, Jiantianque City.

To this day, Lord Jian Yi was no longer wandering outside, her essence had long returned to the ancient city, witnessing the tiny Human Clan preparing a grand farewell ceremony for her.

"Ah?"

"What’s that?" Instantly, cries of surprise erupted inside and outside the ancient city.

Crowds of people looked up to the sky.

The Evil Mirror Demon Clan had not appeared for a long time.

People naturally assumed this clan had been eradicated by Lu Ran and other gods.

But now, a traditionally styled Ancient Bronze Mirror appeared so openly before Lord Jian Yi’s face.

Immediately, countless eyes turned upwards, within the city, each of Sword One’s disciples flew up on their swords.

However, in the next moment, everyone stopped again.

Stepping out of the mirror was a human youth clad in a black-gold emperor robe.

Is that... Lu Ran?!

He can actually use the Evil Technique of the Evil Mirror Clan?

This... this, this, this?

Is he not pretending anymore?

"Lord Jian Yi," Lu Ran clasped his hands together and called softly.

"Hmm," the God responded plainly, the voice spreading across the realm.

Inside and outside the ancient city, people were utterly shocked!

When had the ordinary folk of the world ever heard the voice of Lord God?

Lu Ran, showing a guilty expression, bowed his head and said, "On the first day, I couldn’t come to bid you farewell."

What shocked people even more was that the Sword One Divine Statue actually moved, the hand always in front of her, in a sword gesture, slowly reaching forward.

Lu Ran naturally fell downward, standing on her fingertips.

It’s hard to imagine the profound mental impact this scene had on everyone.

The head of the Great Xia Gods, the eternally cold and indifferent Sword One, actually made such a gesture.

Lu Ran was somewhat surprised too.

He had never been so "intimate" with Jian Yi.

Perhaps it’s because she’s leaving, so her state is somewhat different.

"The enemy has come again?"

The cold voice dropped the temperature of Jiantianque City suddenly, leaving all with a tense feeling in their hearts.

The enemy?

Evil Demons?

It seems Lu Ran has always been on the battlefield frontlines, holding back the enemy?

"Yes." Lu Ran nodded solemnly.

"Heh." Jian Yi suddenly laughed.

That laugh truly captivated everyone.

Thanks to Ran Shen, the ancient city inside and out was not only crowded, on the eve of the grand event, but also filled with cameras.

In the skyscrapers outside the city, countless people watched, some broadcasting live on their phones.

In people’s lifetimes, this was the first time they saw Lord Jian Yi’s smile.

Beautiful beyond belief.

Her lips parted slightly, speaking faintly: "You better not leave with me."

Lu Ran, always in a heavy mood, couldn’t help but smile helplessly when he heard this: "Lord Jian Yi, please don’t say that, it can easily cause panic."

Jian Yi’s gaze cast far away, she returned to her expressionless demeanor, looking down at the humble, insignificant living beings beneath.

Always unable to care about their existence.

Lu Ran looked down, then naturally knelt.

Jian Yi’s gaze returned to her fingertips.

"Lord Jian Yi, thank you for saving my mother’s life back then." Lu Ran placed his hands on her cold nails, solemnly kneeling in gratitude and kowtowing.

Jian Yi observed this terrifying entity surpassing God and Demon, also watching his condescension and gratitude.

"Thank you for sheltering me, for protecting Little Yuanxi." Lu Ran said earnestly.

Unlike the massive Divine Sculpture, Lu Ran was very small, standing in the high air of two hundred seventy or eighty meters, his words unheard by others.

"Thank you for always helping the Ran Sect, saving the lives of our soldiers."

As he finished speaking, Lu Ran’s forehead heavily touched her cold nail.

"Lu Ran."

"Present."

"You are a god now, the leader of All Gods, you shouldn’t lower yourself before people like this."

"It’s okay, we in Da Xia have a saying, ’the deceased are the greatest.’"

"Heh~" Jian Yi was amused into laughter.

Today, her smile was abnormally frequent.

Lu Ran bore a somewhat solemn expression: "Everything is as it should be, disciple only regrets being powerless, unable to repay your kindness to us, mother and son."

Jian Yi silently watched the young man for a long time, slightly nodding: "This farewell, I accept it, it’s a little bitter, the taste is interesting.

Jun goes to Xiangxiang, I head to Qin.

Go now, Lu Ran, go pursue the life you want."

Lu Ran stood up quietly, activating a Transmission Mirror beside him.

Before stepping into the mirror, he looked up once more, deeply gazing at that cold visage.

Then he took a step into the mirror.

Farewell forever,

Lord Jian Yi.

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