Summit of the Old Gods-Chapter 1127 - 1051: The Young Tomb

"Master." A voice called from the doorway.

Lu Ran and Deng Yuxiang turned their heads simultaneously, also seeing Yan Shuangzi revealing her figure.

She reported, "Just now, the lady sent someone to notify me to take the Hundred Treasures Bag to India and join the Dragon Guardian."

Deng Yuxiang’s heart moved, "Did Cong Long manage to win over the Fire Evil Monk?"

In the past few months, Yu Changsheng had been infiltrating the India camp, specifically recruiting gods and demons, aiming to increase the winning odds for the Ran Sect and pave the way for future peace in the world.

First-class Evil God: Fire Evil Monk, was precisely Yu Changsheng’s primary target to conquer.

India is, after all, the world’s second-largest battle zone, and the top existences in this zone are naturally not much inferior to Da Xia’s First-class God Demons.

If this could be accomplished, it would be a great help for the Ran Sect, whether confronting the Faceless Jade Venerable or subduing the rest of the gods and demons under the India system!

Especially the latter, as the Fire Evil Monk could very likely call upon others, thereby facilitating a peaceful transition of power.

"Not sure, the lady’s order was very short." Yan Shuangzi responded truthfully and said, "The lady also said that if the master has time, he can go to Immortal Mo Divine Mountain to see her."

"Go ahead, be careful."

"Yes." Yan Shuangzi bowed respectfully, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran and gently advised, "Return to the battlefield, defeat the foreign enemy as soon as possible, and give Lord Immortal Sheep an explanation."

Lu Ran silently nodded.

The Dead Souls of the Jade Venerable Minions, although far inferior in quality compared to the Great Jade Venerable’s Divine Soul, had an advantage in their numbers.

As Lu Ran fought on the Heavenly Realm Battlefield, the Faceless "Stone" Venerable in the Sculpture Garden could naturally accelerate its construction!

As for the battle power once the stone sculpture was finally formed, that would have to wait for time to provide an answer.

Deng Yuxiang glanced around and, with the dim streetlight outside the window, saw the walls covered with Divine Weapons, the strands of light gauze scattered on the bed, and the Blood Crystal Mask placed on the computer desk...

"Come on, accompany your master to the battlefield."

She spoke softly, also grabbing the Blood Crystal Mask from among a bunch of flying Magic Artifacts.

She personally placed the mask on Lu Ran’s face, her cold hand moving slightly upward, wiping across his eye sockets once more, and advised, "Adjust your emotions, don’t let the other soldiers see you."

Lu Ran pouted.

Is it possible that letting you see this is already embarrassing enough?

"Uh." Lu Ran’s forehead was tapped lightly.

He looked up, somewhat dissatisfied.

Deng Yuxiang’s bent fingers froze in mid-air, obviously intimidated by his gaze.

She struggled to overcome the soul-level fear, her trembling hand slowly retracting, "Go, I’ll train Uncle well.

Since you killed him seven times, he has progressed considerably in recent days and should soon be ready for the battlefield."

"Mm." Lu Ran raised his head and knelt three times towards the Small Divine Shrine for the fallen, then summoned an Ancient Bronze Mirror.

As the emperor-robed youth left and the Landing Mirror dispersed, Deng Yuxiang heaved a sigh of relief.

Feeling an unprecedented sense of ease.

That fear-ridden soul finally began to settle down gradually.

Indeed... he has the bearing of a Lord of Gods and Demons.

Deng Yuxiang didn’t find it embarrassing at all; instead, she was quite satisfied.

She understood clearly that if even she had to tremble under his gaze, the rest of the gods and demons would fare even worse.

This is good!

It helps all beings find their proper place.

Meanwhile, on the Immortal Mo Divine Mountain on the Heavenly Realm Battlefield, a goddess statue’s flat hand trembled slightly.

Lu Ran gazed up at her breathtakingly beautiful face, his voice slightly hoarse, "You called me."

Jiang Ruyi pursed her lips, transmitting, [Are you... alright?]

Lu Ran nodded silently.

Jiang Ruyi’s gaze enveloped the emperor-robed youth, who stood small in her palm, yet powerful enough to make her Divine Soul tremble.

This is... a tomb?

A unique existence that transcends gods and demons.

[Is the Fire God Woman’s Divine Soul still within you?] Jiang Ruyi asked, struggling to calm her emotions.

Lu Ran nodded once more.

Jiang Ruyi spoke softly, [The Dragon Guardian lured him with benefits, promising the Fire Evil Monk that Ran Sect would help him complete his Divine Position.

They also promised to make him the controller of the India battle zone in the future...]

Lu Ran listened quietly.

Power, influence, resources.

This level of enticement is indeed enough to tempt any god or demon.

Jiang Ruyi continued, [The Fire Evil Monk dared to accept the invitation, so he must be powerful. If negotiations break down and he decides to flee, it will be very difficult to capture him.

So, once he arrives, reveal the Fire God Woman’s Divine Soul, let him see it with his own eyes.

Once I imprint on the Fire Evil Monk’s Divine Soul, how to deal with him will be up to us.]

Lu Ran pondered for a moment and said, [With the tense war situation in the Heavenly Realm, it’s not possible to reshape the Divine Sculpture of the Fire God Woman; I also lack the energy.

Once the Fire Evil Monk submits to us, he can consume the Divine Soul, completing his Divine Position directly.

Anyway, by then, he will be your servant.]

[Mm, that works too.] Jiang Ruyi had no objection.

She wanted to say more but saw Lu Ran turning his back and looking towards the battlefield below the mountain.

[Lu Ran.]

[Mm?]

[If you have anything you wish to say or confide, I... I’m always here.] Jiang Ruyi gazed at the emperor-robed youth in her palm.

The sense of unfamiliarity was inevitable.

After all, he was no longer at the Third Level of Heaven, but had reached the God Realm... no!

Lu Ran was even beyond the God Realm.

The youth who was once gentle and kind had undergone a complete transformation of one hundred and eighty degrees.

He had become desolate and hollow, his voice hoarse.

In just a few simple transmissions, a cold and sinister aura was palpable, making one’s back shiver.